Transforming into a stunningly beautiful fox spirit, leaving a scar on the heart of a prodigy.

In the pitch-black cave, only the nine tails emitted a faint white light.

Su Chang'an walked around in circles on the stone bed, taking very fast steps, his feet making a clattering sound as he stepped on the stones.

She has a strong urge to kill someone right now.

To be precise, they wanted to kill the cub that the fox had raised.

"You are a traitor! You are simply a traitor!"

Su Chang'an pointed at the golden light curtain at the cave entrance, which was thicker than a city wall, his chest heaving with anger.

The original seal had been worn down over thousands of years, and with her sneaky little tricks, it was already as brittle as a piece of paper.

If you find the right opportunity, you might be able to exploit a loophole.

The result was good.

Chen Xuan somehow got hold of a stone used to mend the sky.

That's a stone used to mend the sky!

The treasure that the ancient gods used to mend the heavens has actually been used by this spendthrift to block the door?

Now it's all good. The gaps that used to let in a little air are now so narrow that not even a fly can get in.

The golden light was dazzling, and the runes on it spun rapidly as if they were on steroids.

Su Chang'an plopped down on the stone bed, grabbed a handful of melon seeds to crack open, but then angrily threw them on the ground.

"I thought you were here to save the day."

"So you're afraid I'm not dead enough, so you came back specifically to add another lock?"

She took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself down.

Don't get angry.

If you get sick from anger, no one will compensate you.

Su Chang'an raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the layer of golden light.

She is a nine-tailed celestial fox, and is most sensitive to the flow of spiritual energy.

Although the Sky-Mending Stone is powerful, this sealing formation is, after all, an ancient relic from thousands of years ago.

When old and new forces alternate, there will always be a moment of resistance.

Right there!

Su Chang'an's eyes suddenly lit up.

At the very top of the formation, near the rocky ceiling of the cave, there is a vortex the size of a fist.

That's an exhaust vent caused by an overload of spiritual energy.

The power of the Heaven-Mending Stone was too great; the great formation couldn't digest it in a short time and could only expel the excess spiritual energy from it.

But this body is shrinking at a visible rate.

In a few more breaths, it will be completely healed.

"Chance!"

Su Chang'an jumped out of bed.

She rushed to the entrance of the hole and gestured to indicate its size.

Big fist.

She looked down at herself.

How do I drill through this?

Even if you sharpen your head to the point of no return, you still can't squeeze through.

unless……

A sudden idea flashed in Su Chang'an's mind.

If you can't get over it, then don't be human.

Since she's a demon, changing size and becoming more beautiful are basic skills for her. Although her true form is sealed and suppressed, preventing her from transforming, creating an avatar is still no problem.

However, normal external avatars are all in human form.

To get through that hole, you have to shape your avatar into a ball.

"You got off easy, kid."

Su Chang'an gritted his teeth.

She sat cross-legged and made a mudra with her hands in front of her chest.

The demon core within his body, which had just swelled due to the fusion of Su Qing's memories, began to spin wildly.

A drop of bright red blood was forced out from between her eyebrows.

That is the original essence and blood.

Every drop is incredibly precious; it's her lifeblood.

But I can't afford to feel sorry for myself right now.

The essence and blood floated in the air, emitting an alluring fragrance.

Su Chang'an separated a wisp of his divine soul and directly crashed into that drop of essence blood.

"Shrink back!"

She gave a low shout.

The spiritual energy, like two invisible giant hands, desperately squeezed at the bloody, mangled mass.

pain.

That was a pain that tore at the soul.

Su Chang'an's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his teeth were clenched so tightly they were grinding together.

The mass of flesh and blood originally wanted to transform into a human form and grow hands and feet, but she forcibly pressed it back down.

"Don't grow arms! You're taking up space!"

"I don't want legs either! They're a burden!"

"Head...head tuck your head in! Don't stick your head out!"

Su Chang'an pinched and cursed at the same time.

The lump of flesh changed shape in her hands, finally turning into a round thing.

It has a smooth surface and is only the size of a palm.

It looks like an egg.

"This is so ugly."

Su Chang'an glanced at it with disdain.

It was bald and red, like a skinned monkey.

If we throw this out, let alone whether Chen Xuan will recognize it or not, what if a stray dog ​​snatches it away?

That was her embodiment, and also her face.

Su Chang'an thought for a moment, then flicked his finger.

A tuft of white fur fell from one of the nine tails.

That was her softest down.

With a surge of spiritual energy, the white fur instantly covered the "egg".

The bloody ball of flesh instantly transformed into a fluffy, white dumpling.

It feels great in the hand.

It feels soft and smooth to the touch, and it's still warm to the touch.

"This looks much better."

Su Chang'an nodded in satisfaction.

She looked up at the cave ceiling.

The vent has shrunk to the size of a walnut.

That's too late!

Su Chang'an didn't have time to rest and picked up the fluffy ball with both hands.

She wanted to stuff everything she wanted to say and everyone she wanted to curse into this ball.

"Chen Xuan, you bastard!"

"I raised you with so much hardship, and this is how you repay me?"

"Cry? What good will crying do!"

"Wipe away your tears! Then go find me that method to break this formation!"

"Don't come back to see me if you can't find me!"

Su Chang'an unleashed a barrage of attacks on the fur ball.

The fluffy ball seemed to understand, trembling slightly, and a red light flashed across its surface.

That was the power of anger.

It was also the old mother's resentment.

The vortex at the top of the cave was reduced to a tiny crack.

It can probably only fit one finger.

If we don't act now, we'll suffer a huge loss.

Su Chang'an took a deep breath, leaned back, and stretched out his right arm, assuming a standard throwing posture.

Its nine tails stood up at the same time, like nine springs full of power.

"Get out of here!"

Su Chang'an let out a loud shout.

The nine tails lashed out at the furry ball.

boom!

A muffled thud.

The fluff ball transformed into a white streak of light, moving so fast that even its afterimage was invisible.

It carried Su Chang'an's anger and his hopes, and charged straight toward the exhaust vent that was about to close.

Accurate hit.

The small vortex was forcibly opened up for a moment by this brute force.

"Pop".

A soft sound.

It's like unplugging a cork.

The fluffy ball squeezed out.

next second.

The golden light flourishes.

That vent has completely disappeared.

The entire sealing array was perfectly integrated, with no flaws whatsoever.

The cave returned to its deathly silence.

Su Chang'an remained frozen in his throwing posture for two seconds.

Then, as if all the bones had been removed, he collapsed limply onto the stone bed.

tired.

Damn, I'm exhausted.

Creating an avatar is more tiring than fighting a battle.

Especially having to shape that thing into a ball is a double test of her aesthetic sense and skill.

Su Chang'an was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently.

She looked at the dark cave ceiling, and a slow smile crept onto her lips.

Although I was a bit tired, it was worth it.

As long as that furry ball hits Chen Xuan's face and wakes him up, then those few drops of blood essence won't have been wasted.

"You brat."

Su Chang'an turned over and found a comfortable position to lie down.

"If you dare to run again this time, I'll break your legs."

She closed her eyes.

The image of that fluffy ball flying out is still stuck in my mind.

That was a fragment of her soul.

Although it was only a little bit, it still carried her temper.

I hope to give that kid a surprise.

Or frightened.

……

Outside the cave.

The snowstorm continues to rage.

Chen Xuan knelt in the snow, his body mostly buried.

His forehead pressed against the cold stone wall, the bloodstains on his face long since frozen into red ice shards.

He stopped moving.

Heart died.

The woman who always called him stupid, yet saved the best for him, was locked inside by his own hands.

That despair overwhelmed him completely, like a tidal wave.

The demonic energy within him was still churning, but he was too lazy to suppress it anymore.

So be it, let it be.

Anyway, there's nothing left in this world worth staying for.

Just then.

The stone wall above our heads suddenly lit up.

The light was very faint, almost invisible in the swirling snow.

Followed by.

Something fell down.

high speed.

It was accompanied by the sound of wind breaking through.

Chen Xuan didn't even have time to react.

He felt a heaviness on the top of his head, followed by a sharp pain in his forehead.

Snapped!

The object hit him squarely on his still-bleeding forehead.

The force was so great that it knocked him backward, causing him to land hard on his backside in the snow.

Chen Xuan was stunned.

He covered his forehead, staring blankly at the thing that had fallen into his arms.

It was a fluffy white ball.

Round and soft.

There were still a few snowflakes clinging to it.

What is this thing?

hidden weapon?

Or was it some unlucky snow rabbit?

Chen Xuan subconsciously reached out to grab it.

The moment my hand touched that fluffy ball, it suddenly moved.

It jumped in his arms, and then it floated up into the air.

It was hanging right in front of Chen Xuan's nose.

Chen Xuan's eyes widened.

He sensed a familiar presence.

That is……

Before he could figure it out, the fur ball suddenly cracked open.

It looks like a mouth.

Immediately afterwards, a voice so familiar that it made his soul tremble exploded in the wind and snow.

"Stop crying! What are you crying for!"

"Chen Xuan, you spineless bastard! I'm not dead yet!"

"Hold back your tears!"

The sound was very loud.

Full of energy.

With that unique brashness and arrogance.

The tremor caused the surrounding snowflakes to shake violently.

Chen Xuan was dumbfounded.

He stared, mouth agape, at the furry creature in front of him who was hurling insults at him.

Tears still clung to her eyelashes, threatening to fall.

A sliver of color slowly crept onto that face, which had been deathly pale.

That was exciting.

They were also stunned by the scolding.

"Sister...Sister?"

Chen Xuan tentatively called out.

His voice was trembling uncontrollably.

The fluffy ball spun around, seemingly rolling its eyes.

"Call me Dad!"

Su Chang'an's irritable voice came from inside the fur ball.

"Get the hell out of here right now!"

"Did you put this damn rock here? Get your ass out of here and figure out how to get it out of my way!"

"If you dare run, I'll break your legs!"

Chen Xuan heard that familiar cursing voice.

Hearing this blunt threat.

He laughed suddenly.

I laughed so hard that tears and snot streamed down my face.

He didn't die.

She didn't die.

She can still swear at people, and she can still make him call her "Dad".

This is enough.

that's enough.

Chen Xuan suddenly jumped up from the snow.

Ignoring his injuries and the demonic energy within him, he grabbed the fluffy ball that was suspended in mid-air.

I buried my face in the soft down.

That was her scent.

It tastes like home.

"I won't run."

Chen Xuan said in a hoarse voice.

"I won't run."

"I'll stay here and guard it."

"Until I rescue you."

In the wind and snow.

The boy was hugging a white fluffy ball and crying like a fool.

The furry ball wriggled a few times in his arms, seemingly annoyed that his snot had gotten on its fur.

But in the end.

It quieted down.

She let the boy hold her.

In this icy and snowy landscape, it became the only source of warmth.

It is:

The journey home, a thousand miles traversed, leaves traces in the snow; the divine stone that mended the heavens serves as a seal for the gate.

I intended to dedicate my life to this cause, but who knew that I would turn around and imprison my benefactor?

The essence and blood coalesced into a white jade seed, and the angry curses startled the soul back from the dream.

Do not cry out to the heavens in loneliness, for even from behind the wall, one can still hear the voice calling for one's father.