I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

Chen Wen's house has many guest rooms, and Zhang Yangqing and Xiao Xuan have already gone to sleep in different guest rooms.

Xiao Xuan lay on the hard bed, closed his eyes to rest, and breathed evenly.

Suddenly, a very faint, almost inaudible "posha" sound came from the courtyard downstairs, as if someone was tiptoeing.

Xiao Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint in them, showing no trace of the confusion one might expect from someone just waking up.

Like the most skilled hunter, he moved silently to the window, pulled the curtains open a tiny gap, held his breath, and looked outside.

Throughout the entire process, he did not make a sound, and even his breathing almost stopped, demonstrating extremely solid basic skills and adaptability.

This is the second floor. By the extremely faint moonlight, since it was too dark and most of the sky was obscured by dark clouds, Xiao Xuan could barely make out a figure in the courtyard on the first floor.

Judging from the outline, it should be a woman, slender, wearing a dress, but her specific features are completely indistinct because it is too dark at night.

The woman stood quietly in the courtyard for a while, as if waiting for something.

Not long after, a soft creaking sound came from the downstairs door.

A figure walked out of the house.

Xiao Xuan squinted to make a recognition. Judging from the figure and the way he walked, it seemed to be that kid Chen Wen!

However, due to the dim lighting, it was impossible to clearly see Chen Wen's exact condition at that moment.

Is he awake? Or asleep? What does he look like?

What followed was even more bizarre.

The woman in the courtyard turned and walked out of the courtyard after seeing Chen Wen come out.

Chen Wen, surprisingly, followed without saying a word, his steps somewhat stiff!
The two of them, one after the other, quickly disappeared into the darkness outside the courtyard gate.

Xiao Xuan's eyes narrowed, and he immediately prepared to open the door and follow.

This is clearly not right; Chen Wen may very well be being controlled by something!

However, as soon as he gently turned the doorknob and opened the door a crack, he saw another figure standing quietly in the shadows of the corridor.

Xiao Xuan's heart skipped a beat, but upon closer inspection, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, only to be filled with doubt again.

He lowered his voice and asked cautiously, "Senior brother? You saw it outside too? What happened to that kid Chen Wen?"

Standing in the shadows of the corridor was Zhang Yangqing.

He had already come out at some point, seemingly noticing the anomaly even before Xiao Xuan.

Zhang Yangqing's calm voice rang out, exceptionally clear in the quiet night: "Yes, I saw it. It seems that the banshee used some kind of 'dream-entering' or 'bewitching' magic to temporarily control his mind, but..."

He paused, then continued, "That monster doesn't seem to have any ill intentions towards him, and its method of control is very gentle, more like 'guidance.' Let's not rush to attack and disturb them. Let's follow them and see where they are going and what their purpose is."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Xuan felt a chill run down his spine, but at the same time, he secretly admired him.

I was only thinking about subduing the succubus and saving Chen Wen immediately, and I didn't think about the deeper implications.

If the process of subduing the enemy disturbs or angers them, it might harm Chen Wen or alert them, causing them to miss the opportunity to learn the truth.

Senior brother is more thoughtful and considers the long term.

Xiao Xuan nodded: "Understood, Senior Brother."

Chen Wen was someone they had met once before and who had warmly received them.

From a Taoist perspective, this is a karmic connection.

Since they had been kind enough to take him in, Zhang Yangqing and Xiao Xuan naturally couldn't just stand by and watch him be harmed by a demon. It was only right that they lend a helping hand and settle the score.

Without another word, the two figures, like ghosts blending into the night, silently left the small building and chased after Chen Wen and the female demon in the direction they had gone.

The depths of Changbai Mountain at night are far more dangerous and eerie than during the day.

A chilling wind blew, and the shadows of the trees swayed, as if every shadow concealed an unknown terror.

Along the way, Xiao Xuan could even sense some wandering low-level ghosts, or the aura of spirits lurking in caves and tree hollows.

However, these "things" were clearly unaware of Zhang Yangqing and Xiao Xuan's presence.

The two concealed their auras to the extreme, becoming like two moving stones, blending into the surrounding environment.

With their cultivation level, hiding themselves from these low-level ghosts and monsters would be an extremely simple matter.

Following the two hazy figures ahead, we traversed the complex and rugged mountain forest for a long time before finally arriving at a relatively secluded mountain hollow.

This appears to be the entrance to a nest, and the surrounding environment is noticeably different from other places.

A faint, peculiar fragrance of grass and trees filled the air, masking the smells of decaying leaves and wild animals that are common in the mountains.

Most notably, several foxes were seen crouching or lying among the rocks and bushes near the entrance.

These foxes are slightly larger than ordinary foxes, with glossy fur, lively eyes, and most importantly...

They have different numbers of tails! Some have two, some have three, and Xiao Xuan even spotted one lying on a high rock with four fluffy tails trailing behind it!
"The fox clan, and a fox clan with cultivation!" Xiao Xuan thought to himself.

When a fox cultivates itself into a spirit, the number of its tails is often an outward indicator of its level of spiritual power.

Just then, Chen Wen, who was in front of him, suddenly shuddered, as if he had just woken up from a dream, and stopped in his tracks in a daze.

He looked around at the unfamiliar dark environment, then saw the woman in blue standing next to him, and several multi-tailed foxes staring at him with eerie eyes not far away. He was instantly terrified, his face turned pale, his legs went weak, and he turned to run away!

"Chen Wen, it's me! Don't be afraid! I won't hurt you!" The woman in blue quickly reached out and grabbed him, her voice soft and urgent, carrying a reassuring tone.

Chen Wen was pulled back and couldn't break free. He looked at the woman in front of him with a mixture of shock and fear. By the dim light, he could barely recognize that this was "Xiao Wan," the woman he had been longing for but who had mysteriously disappeared.

His voice trembled: "Xiao Wan? Who...who are you? Why did you bring me to this godforsaken place?"

Looking at his fearful expression, the woman in blue's eyes flashed with a hint of guilt and tenderness. She explained softly, "It's a long story, Chen Wen. Do you remember? Many years ago, when you went up the mountain to chop wood, you encountered a fox that was badly injured and about to die?"

Chen Wen was taken aback, his thoughts drifting back to his distant childhood.

He vaguely remembered that there was such a thing. He was young at the time, and once on the mountain, he did see a small white fox with a badly injured leg, lying on the grass, barely alive.

He felt sorry for the fox, so he used a strip of cloth he carried with him to bandage its wounds and fed it a pheasant that he had originally planned to catch in a trap.

"You...you are that fox?" Chen Wen asked in disbelief. Could this be the legendary "fox spirit repaying a debt of gratitude"?
Upon hearing this, the woman in blue shook her head, a playful yet slightly mischievous smile appearing on her face.

She looked into Chen Wen's eyes and said, word by word, "No, I am not that fox."

She paused, and under Chen Wen's questioning gaze, slowly uttered the second half of her sentence: "I am that pheasant."

Chen Wen: "."

Not far away, Zhang Yangqing and Xiao Xuan, who had perfectly concealed their figures and auras using magic and were secretly observing and eavesdropping, froze for a moment upon hearing these words.

Zhang Yangqing: "."

Xiao Xuan: "." (End of this chapter)