Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

Deep in the woods, a snow-white fox was running quickly, its bushy tail trailing behind it. The next second, with a "thud," the fox fell flat on its face, rolling several times, its white fur covered in dirt.

"Host, are you alright?"

886 was so anxious in the consciousness space that he was jumping up and down. This fall was no small one!

"It's okay, I'm just not used to being on all fours yet."

Jiang Heng rolled over and got up, shook her fluffy fur, and continued on her way, but at a much slower pace.

"Once we find the main villain, the host will be able to regain human form!"

"What a terrible world this is, people aren't even human anymore."

Jiang Heng complained as she followed the navigation of 886.

886 paused for a moment. Strictly speaking, Jiang Heng in this world is not human, but a half-demon. Because the demon bloodline within Jiang Heng is too powerful, he cannot yet skillfully revert to human form.

Although there are many elixirs in this world that could help him transform into human form, as a half-demon, his human body would still retain the shape of a fox tail and ears. He would be at a disadvantage whether he went to the demon realm or the human realm. In the eyes of these demons or humans, half-demons were like commodities, to be disposed of at will.

Furthermore, according to the information obtained by 886, the pills that allow him to transform are not long-lasting; once the effects wear off, he will revert to his fox form.

The villain of this world is an ancient flower demon, who is also the previous demon king, He Wanglan. The sap from his flower form has healing abilities and can suppress the demon blood causing trouble within Jiang Heng's body.

They haven't even found each other yet, but 886 has already started shipping them. Aren't they a perfect match?

When they were almost at the location of the crane-feathered orchid, Jiang Heng stopped in time, pressed her already small body even lower, hid herself in the grass, and poked her head out to observe her surroundings.

"where?"

Suddenly, his gaze fell on a brightly colored flower not far away. Its dark blue petals were wrapped in orange sepals and were swaying slightly. A few ice crystals were still on the petals, shimmering in the sunlight.

Although it's a little different from what he knew, it should be a Strelitzia reginae... And thinking about the mission target's name... well, it actually sounds quite nice, being named after its true form. (I've put the picture of the Strelitzia reginae in the author's notes.)

886 had never seen such a beautiful flower before, and pressed its entire body against the spatial barrier.

"Host, come closer!"

As Jiang Heng stepped closer, he caught a whiff of cool fragrance, faintly sweet. He couldn't resist moving even closer, his delicate pink nose brushing against the petals.

"He smells so good..."

Jiang Heng couldn't help but roll over and lie down next to him, her nose rubbing against the branch. Afraid of breaking him with too much movement, she would touch it briefly and then pull away. He had a feeling something was wrong, but he couldn't help himself. It was like an addiction; he couldn't even hear the "886" call clearly anymore.

When He Wanglan snapped out of his cultivation state, he felt something touching his petals. His face darkened instantly, and he used his divine sense to check the outside world, only to see a little fox demon touching him.

[presumptuous!]

He lifted a leaf and slapped it on the little fox demon's head. The slap carried a trace of demonic power, waking Jiang Heng from her bewitched state.

He Wanglan was completely baffled. Creatures bewitched by the fragrance of his flowers would naturally stay away, so why was this fox demon sticking to him like a little hooligan?

Jiang Heng was startled by the slap, raised her paw to touch her head, and then got up and looked around.

"Who hit me?"

A clear, bright, youthful voice came from the fox's mouth. 886 sighed. Did turning into a little fox also shrink his brain capacity? Why does it feel like the host has become stupid?

However, this is unfair to Jiang Heng. The fragrance of the Strelitzia reginae is highly deceptive, which is why he dared to cultivate in this dense forest despite his serious injuries. It's normal for Jiang Heng to be a little confused after smelling it for so long.

"It was the villain who hit you."

886 kindly reminded him.

Jiang Heng paused in her aimless glances around, then squatted down, her watery eyes fixed on He Wanglan, occasionally wagging her large tail.

"Tongtong, are you sure he can only maintain his original form right now and can't kill me?"

886 seemed to have guessed what Jiang Heng was going to do, and jumped up and down excitedly, "I'm sure! He's seriously injured now and his demonic power is insufficient. Apart from the fragrance of flowers and patting you with flower leaves like he did just now, he's not much of a threat."

As an ancient great demon, He Wanglan has to undergo a heavenly tribulation every hundred years. The tribulation period is when he is at his weakest and can only maintain his original form until his demon power is mostly restored before he can transform back into human form.

In the original story, a demon took advantage of his weakened state to try and extract his demon core. Severely injured, He Wanglan escaped and transformed into his true form, settling deep in the mountains to cultivate. Meanwhile, the traitor seized power and is now the new Demon King.

They entered this plot point where the demon who betrayed him was still searching for him. Their mission was to help He Wanglan reclaim the throne of the Demon King and eliminate the traitor.

Having received 886's assurance, Jiang Heng's fox-like eyes flashed with a glint of shrewdness, and she muttered, "This flower is really beautiful, I'm going to take it back and keep it in my room."

As soon as he finished speaking, his two little paws started digging frantically in the dirt.

He Wanglan watched helplessly as the little fox scratched around his body, its claws digging into his roots. He quickly waved his leaves, trying to shoo it away. Jiang Heng raised her paw and pressed down on his leaves; such constant swatting hurt quite a bit.

"Little flower fairy, come home with me, I won't hurt you." Feeling the leaves under his claws still struggling desperately, he quickly added, "These mountains haven't been peaceful lately. You're so beautiful, be careful other monsters don't dig you up to make medicine."

The movements under its claws gradually stopped. Jiang Heng hummed twice, grinned, and her eyes curved slightly. She then dug the soil even faster.

886 watched as the two leaves of the Strelitzia chinensis crossed and embraced each other, and the petals moved left and right with Jiang Heng's movements, just like a person inspecting his subordinates with his arms crossed.

He Wanglan's face remained grim; he never imagined he would one day fall into such a predicament. But as the little fox had said, he was now immobile, and if those demons discovered him, he would definitely be in trouble. He decided to leave this place with the little fox for now.

When Jiang Heng finally dug He Wanglan out, he collapsed to the ground, his limbs limp.

"I'm so tired, his roots are buried too deep."

Looking at the little guy lying next to her, panting, He Wanglan felt inexplicably guilty, as if she were abusing a child.

He lifted the roots, shook off the soil, and climbed onto Jiang Heng's back. His leaves curled up and clung to the fox's fur at the back of its neck. The touch through the leaves was even more delicate, and he couldn't help but touch them, pause, and then touch them again.

Jiang Heng felt a slight itch on her neck, and through 886's video sharing, she saw He Wanglan's subtle movements. 886 had already pulled out its DSLR and started snapping away, constantly praising, "Absolutely beautiful! Art!"

Jiang Heng, having rested enough, stood up again, habitually twitching her ears and shaking her body. He Wanglan suddenly swayed, nearly falling. He quickly extended his roots, directly wrapping them around the little fox's body. He gently patted the fox's head in displeasure.

"Sorry, sorry, it's a habit. Hold on tight!"

When she felt the hair on the back of her neck being grabbed, Jiang Heng ran back the way she came.