Reborn in 72, I hunt to support my family and spoil my younger sister rotten.

Li Xiangyang walked on the soft snow, with the black cat curled up on his shoulder, quietly acting as his guide as always.

Suddenly, the black cat's ears perked up, and it leaped off his shoulder, darting off eastward.

This unusual behavior made Li Xiangyang stop immediately.

"What's wrong?"

Then it turned its head, its golden eyes fixed on Li Xiangyang, its tail swaying slightly, as if to say, "Come with me."

Looking at the road ahead, which was covered in thick snow, Li Xiangyang really didn't want to go.

Seeing that he didn't move, the black cat meowed softly again before continuing eastward, but its pace was very slow, and it would occasionally look back at him.

The other party insisted on going this way, so Li Xiangyang had no choice but to follow. Only their two footprints stretched out in the snow.

Gradually, the snow became thicker and the forest became denser.

The black cat led the way, its steps still steady.

After passing through a birch forest, a stone wall appeared ahead.

The stone wall soared into the clouds, but there was a crack in the middle, as if it had been split open by some enormous force.

The black cat stopped before the crack, turned back to look at Li Xiangyang, as if to say, "We've arrived."

Looking at the valley in front of him, Li Xiangyang was at a loss.

This area has always been a no-go zone for local hunters.

It is said that a group of powerful white foxes live in the valley, which is the territory of the fox spirits.

The five great immortals, namely the fox, the weasel, the white fox, the willow, and the gray fox, were passed down from the Manchu shamanism and were worshipped in various parts of northern China by the late Ming Dynasty.

The older generation firmly believed in this.

Hunters, in particular, need to understand this rule.

If you encounter these five people, it's better to take a detour than to clash with them.

This is not superstition, but a rule passed down from generation to generation.

It is a reverence for the mountains and forests, and also a respect for all living beings.

“Little princess, come back, this is Fox Fairy Valley…” Li Xiangyang looked at the crack in front of him, his tone hesitant, “Should we go somewhere else?”

The black cat turned its head, a hint of displeasure flashing in its golden eyes.

It meowed softly, its tail held high, clearly displeased with Li Xiangyang's timidity.

His expression seemed to say, "With me here, what are you afraid of?"

Li Xiangyang felt a little embarrassed by the gaze.

"Alright, alright," Li Xiangyang smiled helplessly, "You little devil, I'll go in with you."

Passing through the crack in the stone wall, a bright and open view suddenly appeared before us.

A lake covered with a thin layer of ice lies quietly in the center of the valley, surrounded by ancient pine trees with gnarled branches and covered with snow.

Just then, a dozen snow-white foxes silently appeared from all directions, surrounding Li Xiangyang and the black cat.

The lead one was exceptionally large, its entire body as white as snow, with only a touch of silver-gray at the tip of its tail.

Li Xiangyang held his breath nervously, but saw the black cat calmly walk forward and meet the eyes of the big fox.

The two spiritual beings seemed to be communicating silently.

After a moment, the big fox nodded slightly and made way for a path leading to the lake.

The black cat turned around and meowed softly at Li Xiangyang, then quickly walked to the lakeside.

It gently parted the thin ice with its claws and soon hooked a fish that was shining brightly all over.

Li Xiangyang had never seen this fish before. It was entirely silvery-white, with a faint golden sheen on its scales.

The black cat, carrying the fish in its mouth, tossed it onto the shore and meowed repeatedly at Li Xiangyang, clearly urging him to try it too.

The foxes didn't try to stop them; instead, they quietly made way for them.

Li Xiangyang then realized that this meant they were tacitly allowed to fish here.

Looking at the clear lake water, Li Xiangyang was in a dilemma.

Although the lake is covered with a thin layer of ice, the surface area is quite large, and you can't catch many fish with your bare hands without tools.

He looked around and found several strong vines and some thin pine branches.

These things quickly became a simple net in his hands.

The black cat squatted to the side, its golden eyes watching him weave the fishing net without blinking.

The group of white foxes didn't leave either; instead, they sat around at a distance, as if watching an interesting performance.

Soon, the simple fishing net was woven.

Li Xiangyang carefully walked to the lakeside and put the net into the water.

These fish seemed to have never seen human fishing tools before, and were completely unprepared. Several of them swam into the net in no time.

Li Xiangyang was quick-witted and agile; with one cast, he scooped up four or five shimmering silver fish.

"Wow, this fish is so fearless!" Li Xiangyang exclaimed.

The black cat, watching anxiously from the side, suddenly leaped up, hooked a fish with its paw, and was about to put it in its mouth.

It took a bite of the raw fish and immediately spat it out in disgust. Then it turned its head and looked at Li Xiangyang with an almost arrogant expression, making a urging "meow" sound in its throat.

The meaning couldn't be clearer—why don't you hurry up and grill some fish for this princess?

Li Xiangyang was amused by its appearance.

This guy was clearly trying to put on airs in front of the white foxes, showing off that he had a "servant" who could grill fish.

"Okay, okay, I'll grill it for you right away," Li Xiangyang said with a smile.

Li Xiangyang quickly cleared a space and gathered firewood to start a fire.

Seeing this, the black cat became even more smug.

It sat upright to one side with its head held high, looking just like a little princess waiting to be served.

Seeing this, the big fox actually stepped back a few paces to make room for this "distinguished guest".

Li Xiangyang shook his head and chuckled, but his hands moved quickly.

He skillfully set up the firewood, and soon a blazing fire was burning.

In a short while, an enticing aroma filled the valley.

The black cat couldn't resist the aroma any longer.

It circled anxiously around Li Xiangyang's feet, occasionally patting his leg gently with its paw. Its anxious appearance was a stark contrast to its earlier dignified demeanor.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's almost done." Li Xiangyang reassured it while handing it a grilled fish. "Be careful, it's hot."

Xuanmao took the grilled fish, returned to his original position with an air of importance, and then slowly began to enjoy it.

They ate with elegance, yet couldn't hide the satisfaction in their eyes, attracting the attention of the surrounding white foxes who watched the scene with great interest.

Seeing this, Li Xiangyang simply roasted a few more and respectfully placed them in front of the white foxes.

The big fox lowered its head and sniffed, and finally tasted it too.

After it ate the grilled fish, a faint silver light appeared around its body.

Seeing this, the other foxes also stepped forward one after another and cautiously began to taste it.

With each bite, a faint halo appears on their bodies.

Li Xiangyang was so engrossed in watching that he finally understood why the locals said this place was the territory of the fox spirit.

These white foxes are indeed extraordinary; their mysterious appearance alone is enough to inspire awe.

The black cat, however, was unfazed and focused on enjoying its grilled fish.

After finishing its meal, it licked its paws as if it still wanted more.

"Want more?" Li Xiangyang asked.

The black cat gently shook its head and turned to walk towards the lake.

This time it didn't catch fish, but instead gently scratched the ice with its claws.

With a "crack", a crack appeared on the ice surface.

The black cat reached in with its paw, groped around for a moment, and pulled out a crystal-clear water plant.

The aquatic plants were crystal clear, shimmering with iridescent colors in the sunlight, and even their roots were entwined with tiny bubbles, making them quite beautiful.

Upon seeing this, a hint of anger flashed in the fox's eyes.

It slowly rose, its snow-white fur gleaming silver in the sunlight, and assumed a fighting stance, taking a few steps closer to the black cat.