The protagonist stole my spiritual root? Hey, heroine, give birth to me!

Chen Xuan was also a little flustered, but he quickly regained his composure and looked at the Nine-Tailed Fox who had just entered and turned his back to him a second ago, and a smile appeared on his face.

After all, on her own turf, Yu Qingcheng did whatever she wanted, so she didn't hide her true colors.

"What an absolutely beautiful fox spirit! Just those nine fluffy tails alone are enough to make me... hehehe."

Upon hearing Zheng Yaqin's words, Yu Qingcheng turned away with a complicated expression, trying her best to remain calm and polite: "Sister Zheng, I know I've been a bit presumptuous in coming here, but there are some things I'd like to discuss with your sir... privately. Would it be convenient for you, young master?"

"This is not good..."

"can."

Just as Zheng Yaqin was about to refuse, she heard Chen Xuan agree.

Although Zheng Yaqin had some doubts, she couldn't refuse since Chen Xuan had already expressed his opinion, so she nodded.

"Then... let's talk in private." Yu Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief.

“Of course, please, senior.” Chen Xuan then looked at Zheng Yaqin and gently reassured her, “Yaqin, wait for me for a moment, I’ll be back soon.”

Zheng Yaqin nodded obediently, her eyes filled with worry, and watched Chen Xuan and Yu Qingcheng leave.

The main problem is that she has an unfilial son.

Soon, Yu Qingcheng led Chen Xuan to a quiet courtyard, surrounded by blooming flowers, so quiet that the rustling of petals could be heard in the breeze.

She stopped, turned around, looked directly at Chen Xuan, and slowly said, "Young master, as you probably know, your ability to freely enter and leave my Immortal Palace makes me very troubled... Hmm?! You, you are Chen Xuan?!"

Just as Yu Qingcheng was thinking of having a proper talk with this stranger, the person Zi Ling had asked her to find appeared out of nowhere!

Chen Xuan was stunned when he saw Yu Qingcheng's full appearance.

The moment Yu Qingcheng turned around, Chen Xuan felt as if all the flowers around him had lost their color.

This woman is tall and graceful, every inch of her figure exuding innate allure.

A light, misty gauze dress clung tightly to her body, perfectly outlining her breathtaking curves.

Her waist was so slender that it seemed impossible to grasp it with a single hand; her graceful movements seemed to make everything in the world sway at her.

Long, straight legs are partially visible beneath the thin veil; this tantalizing glimpse is enough to stir the most primal desires deep within one's heart.

That wasn't enough; with Yu Qingcheng's stunningly beautiful face, she was like God's most prized masterpiece.

Her skin was as white as snow, so delicate it seemed to break at a touch. Beneath her arched eyebrows were a pair of eyes as clear as autumn water, their shimmering light sparkling and captivating, as if holding endless charm and stories.

And the nine fluffy tails behind her are the ultimate expression of her charm.

Each tail is fluffy and soft, with silky smooth fur that sways gently in the breeze, exuding a mysterious and captivating aura.

"Hmm? Senior, do you know me?"

“Of course I know you! I’ve heard so much about your great reputation!” Yu Qingcheng smiled seductively, and Chen Xuan was taken aback again.

But the next moment, a fragrant breeze wafted over, and he was no longer stunned.

Because this woman rushed right up to him and grabbed his collar.

"Thump, thump!" Chen Xuan's heart began to flutter.

There was nothing he could do; the woman on the other side was a vixen, and he really couldn't handle her.

"Hehehe, how interesting! I've searched high and low without finding it, and now it's right here without any effort! Hahahaha!"

"No, senior, your smile is a bit villainous, but here, I'm the villain!"

"What villain? You dare to lay a hand on my disciple? Today, I'll show you what I'm capable of!" Yu Qingcheng said, and in the blink of an eye, she brought Chen Xuan to a huge palace.

“Senior, I apologize for coming here so abruptly; it was an oversight on my part and I have caused you trouble. But you don’t need to…”

"Shut up! I'm not interested in how you got here!"

"I see. Then why did you bring me here, senior?"

"What for? You'll find out soon enough!"

Inside that enormous palace, Yu Qingcheng stared coldly at Chen Xuan, her nine tails swaying wildly behind her, radiating waves of oppressive power.

"Hmph, since you dare to provoke my disciple Mu Qingfeng, then you must pay the price for your actions!"

As she spoke, she waved her hand, and an exquisitely crafted floor-length robe floated in front of Chen Xuan.

"These are my favorite clothes to wear every day. They're covered in magazine dust. You need to clean them thoroughly, making sure you get every single wrinkle right."

As she spoke, she languidly sat on a carved chair to the side, one leg elegantly crossed over the other, her nine tails casually spread out around her, as if to demonstrate her absolute authority.

"Ah? Just, that's it?"

Chen Xuan silently accepted the robe. As soon as he touched it, he could feel the unique fragrance of Yu Qingcheng lingering on it, which drifted into his nostrils and made him feel restless.

'What's wrong with this woman's thinking? Is this some kind of reward for me?'

Whenever he lifted up his robe to check the effect of the elimination, he would have to move closer to Yu Qingcheng's direction because of the length of the robe.

Yu Qingcheng kept a close eye on Chen Xuan's every move, not missing a single detail. If Chen Xuan relaxed even slightly, she would immediately reprimand him.

It wasn't that she didn't want to give him a cruel punishment, but Chen Xuan was, after all, her best friend Zi Ling's husband. If she went too far with him, she wouldn't be able to explain it to Zi Ling.

And then there's... your husband, Zi Ling, is my servant, Yu Qingcheng's...

After finally finishing with the robe, Yu Qingcheng suddenly threw a comb at me: "My tail hasn't been combed in a long time. Come here and give it a good combing. Remember, do it in the direction of the fur, and don't hurt me."

She turned around, her nine tails swaying gently in front of Chen Xuan, their fluffy fur seemingly beckoning to him.

"ah????"

"No, are all the novels I read fake? Shouldn't that be a weakness?"

Chen Xuan took a deep breath and slowly approached Yu Qingcheng.

His hand trembled slightly as he picked up the comb and gently placed it on one of the tails. The moment the comb touched the tail, Yu Qingcheng's delicate body trembled slightly, letting out a soft moan. This sound traveled through Chen Xuan's body like an electric current, causing his heart to race.

"Damn it, this is your weakness!" Chen Xuan complained wildly.