Chapter 15 Who is the Most Dexterous Little Fox Spirit

Chapter 15: The Most Dexterous Little Fox Spirit [Little Fox Spirit]

Xie Huanxiang tightened her grip on the fox fur, blinking blankly.

Why was his brother's fox fur on Heiyu?

Did his brother save Heiyu, or…

Xie Huanxiang immediately hid the fox fur in his brocade pouch, then pretended to see nothing, holding the crow as he climbed onto the bed and closed his eyes to pretend to sleep.

But his slightly pursed lips and trembling eyelashes betrayed that he was not asleep.

Brother, please don't let it be the other option.

…

The next morning, Xie Huanxiang and Meng Zeshu went to Misty Peak to visit their senior brother.

He leaned against the window, watching the butterflies flutter around outside, while his two senior brothers chatted away, the atmosphere was pretty chill.

Until an inner sect disciple came with some news.

Meng Zejun got his legs broken the previous night, and the healer had already gone over.

That was insane.

Meng Zejun's cultivation was top-tier among the younger generation in the Flowing Cloud Immortal Sect—who could pull that off?

According to the disciple who reported it, the guy didn't even use any spiritual power, just fought hand-to-hand, and was super decisive, broke Meng Zejun's legs without a word and left.

"Understood," Meng Zeshu said, his face blank. "You can go. No need to report stuff like this in the future."

No one cared whether Meng Zejun's legs were broken or not; it was his own fault for being so useless.

The inner sect disciple awkwardly backed out.

"Third senior brother is your little brother, after all—aren't you gonna check on him?" Rong Jue said flatly. "Little junior brother's enough to keep me company here."

Xie Huanxiang could barely contain his excitement, leaning over the bed. "Second senior brother, did third senior brother really break his leg? Are you really not going to see him?"

Meng Zeshu smiled softly. "It's just a small injury."

"Alright then, I'll go take a look!" Xie Huanxiang couldn't wait to see that jerk get what he deserved, and as soon as he finished speaking, he pushed the door open and dashed out.

Meng Zeshu called, "Huanxiang—"

The kid moved like the wind, gone in a flash.

"…"

Rong Jue let out a cold chuckle.

Meng Zeshu's face turned especially grim as he got up and chased after him.

…

When Xie Huanxiang arrived outside Meng Zejun's residence, he didn't go in, but poked a hole in the paper door and peered inside.

He immediately saw the guy's face darker than a pot bottom and lips whiter than paper.

Hmph, serves him right for bullying him.

Mess with a fox spirit, and you'll get what's coming to you!

Having seen enough of the show, Xie Huanxiang felt totally refreshed, turned around and bumped right into someone.

"Second senior brother?" He rubbed his forehead, annoyed. "Why aren't you looking where you're going? Didn't you say you weren't coming?"

Meng Zeshu reached out and gently massaged his forehead. "Not going in to check it out?"

"He's so mean, I'm not going in there," Xie Huanxiang looked around, then leaned in close to Meng Zeshu's ear and whispered, "Actually, I came to rub it in."

Meng Zeshu chuckled: "Alright, senior brother will keep your secret."

Xie Huanxiang sweetly curved his lips: "Senior brother is the best."

After Xie Huanxiang left, Meng Zeshu's gentle smile faded as he pushed the door open and entered.

The two brothers locked eyes, and Meng Zeshu said coldly, "Useless thing."

To be beaten like this at his own doorstep—news of this would make the immortal sects laugh.

Meng Zejun's gaze swept over him but didn't see anyone else.

"Don't bother looking. He didn't even step through your door before leaving," Meng Zeshu said. "I warned you not to set your sights on him."

"Set my sights on him? Do you think I'm one of those fools who lose their heads at the slightest flirtation?" Meng Zejun sneered. "When I was cultivating the Emotionless Path, you were still flirting with your little junior brother, weren't you?"

"Is that so?" Meng Zeshu gave a subtle smile. "Haven't you noticed that your Emotionless Path realm has already loosened?"

"He is indeed very likable. I'm not at all surprised by today's clarity."

Meng Zejun remained silent with a dark face.

But inwardly, he couldn't help sneering.

Yet Xie Huanxiang's heart belonged to him.

…

Xie Huanxiang charmed the resting cranes near Misty Peak with a few sweet words and managed to ride one back to the little wooden house.

He blew the bone whistle.

When Wu Liu pushed the door open, he joyfully leaped onto the man.

"Wu Liu!" Xie Huanxiang buried his head in the man's neck, nuzzling, his tone exuberant. "You're amazing! So amazing!"

Wu Liu supported his lower back, quietly closing the door, and carried him to sit by the bed.

The little fox spirit chattered nonstop, arms around his neck.

Just breaking Meng Zejun's leg was enough to make him this happy.

It was indeed beyond his expectations.

"In Huanxiang's heart, am I more powerful, or the demon in your dreams?" Wu Liu asked softly.

Xie Huanxiang rolled his eyes and mumbled vaguely, "Of course you're more powerful."

Wu Liu smirked. "And the reward Huanxiang mentioned, where is it?"

Xie Huanxiang hopped off the man's lap, took off the brocade pouch at his waist, and dumped out all the magical gadgets and treasures onto the ground. Then, wagging his tail excitedly, he buried his head in the small pile and rummaged through it.

"Found it!" Xie Huanxiang happily pulled out the most inconspicuous trinket from a heap of top-tier artifacts and pressed it into the man's hand.

Wu Liu lowered his gaze, pausing slightly.

It was a little fox crafted from fox fur.

"Back then... the little fox I raised always shed its fur. After it shed too much, I learned from the clan elder how to make these little foxes," Xie Huanxiang said, lifting his chin slightly and glancing sideways at Wu Liu. "Since you stood up for me, think of this as your reward."

Wu Liu said softly, "I really like it. Thank you."

Xie Huanxiang felt pleased and reached out to pat the man's head. "If you do more things for me in the future, as long as I'm happy, there will be other rewards too."

Wu Liu lowered his head slightly, letting himself be patted. "Alright."

----------------------------------------