Chapter 202: The Little Dan Spirit of the Nine-Tailed Fox Is Excellent at Complimenting (6)

Chapter 202: The Little Dan Spirit of the Nine-Tailed Fox Is Excellent at Complimenting (6)

Hu Jiutian turned his head, his white paw toying with the small ball.

Song Chuyi patted his head and said, "Go back to sleep, it's still early."

Hu Jiutian responded with an "Oh," and elegantly lay down.

He closed his eyes, attempting to drift off to sleep.

But the presence of the young man beside him was overwhelming.

He couldn't ignore his presence.

Even though he had no physical form and needed spiritual energy just to touch things, still...

He couldn't ignore his presence.

Hu Jiutian's eyes moved, and finally, he opened them.

"I can't sleep."

He fiddled with the small ball under his paw.

"I want to transform into a human."

This was his lifelong pursuit.

His birth parents had told him they'd only accept him if he transformed into a human.

It was the lingering obsession after his friends cultivated into human forms and left him behind.

It was the shackle of this heavens organization that favored humans.

"I heard there's a potion at the research institute that boosts the chances of transforming into a human."

Song Chuyi genuinely hadn't known about this and responded enthusiastically, "Is that potion made by humans or demons?"

Hu Jiutian was stunned for a moment. "I figured you'd ask how much it costs?"

"That's not important," Song Chuyi said with a light laugh. "We'll keep making more money."

He always used 'we,' as if they were inseparably linked.

Hu Jiutian didn't understand why Song Chuyi would say that.

But he figured it must be because he had limited interactions with both humans and demons.

Once he came into contact with more humans, they would leave him, just like his old friends had.

Hu Jiutian lowered his gaze and slowly answered Song Chuyi's question.

"It's made by humans."

Song Chuyi suddenly realized, "That's probably a scam to trick demons."

Hu Jiutian looked up at him.

Song Chuyi continued to analyze, "This stuff must cost a fortune, and it only increases the chances, not a guaranteed success."

"If it doesn't work, they'll just blame it on individual differences."

As he spoke, he looked down at Hu Jiutian.

"You'd be better off trusting me than them."

Hu Jiutian didn't understand, "Why?"

"Because I’m a cauldron, I can make potions," Song Chuyi said confidently.

In fact, he didn't really want to make them, as the potions he refined had side effects.

He wouldn’t make any unless it was absolutely necessary!

Hu Jiutian fell silent for a moment upon hearing this.

Indeed, he was a Dan Spirit, a sentient cauldron, so it wasn't strange that he could make potions.

Hu Jiutian slowly lay down, his nine fox tails hanging limp, except for the tail closest to Song Chuyi, which seemed to nudge towards him.

He wanted to ask more questions, but at that moment, guests arrived in the secret room.

Song Chuyi stopped talking, and Hu Jiutian also fell silent.

But his thoughts started to drift.

For example, Dan Spirits can make potions, but no one said they could make ones that turn you into a human.

Did that mean the potion at the research institute might also be fake?

As Song Chuyi had said, boosting your chances isn’t the same as a guarantee.

Could it be that he... would never achieve human form in his life?

Clearly, he was strong.

He could create illusions for thousands, and no one could break them.

He could alter people's memories without a single flaw.

Yet despite being so powerful, he still couldn't cultivate into human form.

Even his weaker friends had become human long ago.

Was it because he was truly a great sinner, and that was why the heavens had placed a curse on him, preventing him from achieving human form for hundreds of years?

Hu Jiutian slowly raised his gaze, looking at the two humans in the center.

This time, the guests were a couple, holding each other tightly as if sharing strength.

Yet one of them was a demon, a weak rabbit that had become a monster.

Even such a weak demon had transformed into human form.

Only he still remained in this beastly form.

A dark hue gradually welled up in the depths of Hu Jiutian's red eyes, like a sudden black storm descending upon this clean and bright room.

Lurking in the shadows, Song Chuyi felt a presence and turned his head to look at Hu Jiutian.

"Now that's intriguing."

He didn’t stop Hu Jiutian from conjuring up the illusion. After all, the illusions were one of the selling points of their haunted escape room.

Although he didn’t know what kind of illusion Hu Jiutian had created for the couple, judging by their faces, it must’ve been seriously creepy.

A few minutes later, the couple ran off, leaving behind 2,000 bucks.

Song Chuyi pocketed the cash and drifted over to Hu Jiutian, giving him a pat on the head.

“Okay, the guests are outta here.”

Hu Jiutian snapped back to reality.

“Just now I…”

“You nailed it!” Song Chuyi praised affirmatively, “You’re able to create illusions on your own now!”

“Those two guests were so scared that they ran off and left 2,000 behind.”

Song Chuyi placed the 2,000 in front of Hu Jiutian.

“Here’s what we made today—totally awesome job!”

He gave a thumbs up and praised Hu Jiutian.

Hu Jiutian eyed the money and nudged half of it toward Song Chuyi with his paw.

“Here, take your share.”

Song Chuyi accepted the money without hesitation and then started telling stories to Hu Jiutian, mostly ghost stories like the Ghost Bride and the Haunted Village, which he found especially thrilling.

As Hu Jiutian listened, he quietly retracted his nine tails, his body trembling slightly.

Once he finished the stories, Song Chuyi added, “In the future, you should create illusions based on the ghost stories I told.”

“Our escape room is too small. If we have more guests in the future, it won’t be enough for them to explore.”

“But your illusions offer something unique.”

Hu Jiutian’s paw holding the small ball paused.

The Dan Spirit was clueless about the human world.

Demons who hadn’t transformed into human shape weren’t supposed to use their powers.

He had used his powers twice today, which was already a big taboo. The Demon Bureau will likely be sending someone over soon.

As this thought crossed his mind, there was a knock on the door.

A familiar voice came from outside.

“Song Chuyi, it’s Yu Qing.”

Song Chuyi let out a soft exclamation and opened the door, asking curiously.

"Yu Qing, what brings you here?"

Yu Qing glanced at Hu Jiutian, the nine-tailed fox, who was trying to minimize his presence beside Song Chuyi, and his brow furrowed.

"Did he use his demon power today?"

It was a question, but the tone was certain.

"According to the Demon Race Management Bureau regulations, any demon who has not transformed into human form and uses demon power on humans without authorization will face imprisonment between one month and two years."

Yu Qing turned his palm upward, and silver handcuffs floated toward Hu Jiutian.

"Wait," Song Chuyi interrupted, stopping Yu Qing.

Yu Qing's hand paused, and he furrowed his brow even more.

"Song Chuyi, shielding a criminal can get you locked up too."

Song Chuyi waved his hand. "Who said I was shielding him?"

"I just want to ask, how do you know Hu Jiutian used his demon power without authorization?"

"He clearly hasn't done anything wrong!"