So what if I'm useless? I'll become a saint!

Inside Jiu'an Hall, sunlight was scattered across the courtyard.

Ling Jiuxi sat on a carefully laid cushion. Two maids beside her held fans and exquisite snacks, serving her carefully, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

There was a hint of fear in their eyes, but they dared not show it.

In front of Ling Jiuxi was a cold iron cage, in which curled up a dying fox named Lingling.

Its hair was disheveled, and it was covered with scars and blood, obviously having suffered extreme damage.

Those eyes that once sparkled with a bright light were now filled with pain and despair.

The little guy whimpered weakly.

Ling Jiuxi held a whip in his hand, with a ferocious smile on his lips, which was wild and wanton.

"Don't blame me, you little bastard. Blame your master. She was the one who didn't know what life and death was, occupying Master Lei. But it's okay. I'm afraid she has already been killed by the wild beast."

That bitch will definitely not come back.

My brother said that on this trip, Ling Jiuan must die!

Lingling seemed to understand what she said. The body that was originally lying there dying suddenly grabbed the cage frantically and made faint whining sounds.

Its eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness, and it struggled with its last bit of strength.

Seeing this, Ling Jiuxi became interested, and a hint of amusement flashed in her eyes.

"Hey, do you understand me? Are you anxious?"

A sneer appeared on her lips, and she swung the whip in her hand hard on Lingling.

Lingling let out a shrill scream and curled up in pain.

"Don't be anxious, little beast. You will die soon. When you die, you can go down and reunite with your master."

There was a hint of cruelty and sarcasm in Ling Jiuxi's voice.

She regarded Lingling's pain as a kind of pleasure and enjoyed this cruel torture.

If I can't torture Ling Jiuan, I'll torture this little beast. It'll make me feel better.

The air in the yard seemed to be frozen, with only the breathing sounds of the two maids and Lingling's wailing mixed together.

But Ling Jiuxi sat there with a ferocious smile on his face, enjoying the pleasure brought by this cruelty.

Ling Jiuan, you bitch, what can you use to compete with me now?

Ling Jiuxi slowly put away the whip, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes, and then he pulled out a sharp dagger from his sleeve.

She twirled the dagger slightly, the blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight, and her smile grew crazier.

"Tsk, the fur of this animal is really good. We can peel it off and make a hand warmer. As for the bones and meat, they are fishy and smelly. We can throw them outside the city to feed the wild dogs!"

That bitch's fox spirit? Just as lowly as her!

As she spoke, she walked towards the cage step by step. Each step seemed so heavy and filled with endless malice.

She opened the door of the cage and grabbed Lingling's neck with such force that it seemed as if she could crush it alive.

However, at this critical moment, Lingling used up her last bit of strength and bit Ling Jiuxi's hand.

Ling Jiuxi felt pain and her face turned ferocious instantly. She pushed Lingling away.

Lingling was thrown heavily to the ground, letting out a faint whine. It lay on the ground, without even the strength to get up.

Ling Jiuxi stared at the little guy fiercely, with fire almost coming out of his eyes.

"Little beast, since you are looking for death, don't blame me!"

She roared and gathered a ball of spiritual power, which condensed into a ball of light in her palm, emitting dazzling light, and smashed directly towards Lingling.

Lingling looked at Ling Jiuxi with a sad face and despair, her eyes were full of helplessness and sadness.

However, at this critical moment, a figure flashed like lightning, picked up Lingling, and used his body to block the fatal blow.

Ling Jiuxi stared in a daze at the sudden red figure, his whole body frozen in place, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Ling Jiuan? Why is it you? You're not dead?"

There was a hint of surprise and panic in her voice.

She never expected to meet Ling Jiuan, who was supposed to be "dead", at this time and place.

Ling Jiuan ignored her exclamation, but just looked down at the dying little guy in his arms, his heart aching as if it was torn apart.

The little guy seemed to sense the breath of his owner and subconsciously rubbed his head against her hand. However, because he was badly injured, he had little strength left and his little head soon drooped down weakly again.

When Ling Jiuan saw this scene, he felt his heart swelling and hatred surging like a tide.

She suddenly raised her head and looked at Lei Tingyi beside her.

"Can you save it?"

There was a slight tremor in her voice, and she was trying her best to control her emotions.

Lei Tingyi did not hesitate. He raised his hand and waved it gently, and strands of warm spiritual power slowly flowed into the little guy's body.

After a while, the little guy whimpered and barely regained some strength.

Lei Tingyi collected his spiritual power and spoke calmly.

"You have a healing herb, feed it one."

Upon hearing this, Ling Jiuan nodded quickly and took out a healing herb from his arms.

She carefully crushed it into a medicinal juice and then gently fed it into the little guy's mouth.

The little guy licked his tongue and swallowed the precious medicine with difficulty.

Ling Jiuan's eyes were full of tenderness, and she gently stroked the little guy's hair.

"Don't be afraid, little one, you'll be fine."

After drinking the medicine, the little guy's eyelids slowly closed and he fell into a deep sleep again.

The only difference is that its originally dull fur gradually began to show a soft luster under the nourishment of the medicine.

Ling Jiuan gently placed the fox spirit in Liu Zhu's arms.

"Take it in and take good care of it."

Then, Ling Jiuan slowly turned around and looked at Ling Jiuxi coldly.

There was endless coldness in her eyes, which made people shudder.

"Ling Jiuxi, you are so brave!"

"You actually came to Jiu'an Hall secretly and tried to kill my fox spirit."

Ling Jiuxi was frightened and shuddered. Her face turned pale as paper in an instant and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

But soon, she calmed down and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"It's just a beast. Even if you make trouble in front of father, it's still a beast!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Jiuan's eyes became even colder.

She slowly took a step forward, approaching Ling Jiuxi, and her aura seemed to crush her.

"Beast? In your eyes, it's just a beast? But in my eyes, it's my family, my friend, my everything!"

There was a slight tremor in her voice, no doubt because she was angered by Ling Jiuxi's words.

"If you dare to hurt it, you have crossed my bottom line. You must pay the price!"

There was endless coldness and determination in Ling Jiuan's words, and her eyes almost froze Ling Jiuxi into an ice cube.

Ling Jiuxi was overwhelmed by her aura and felt suffocated, and his face became paler and paler.