Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

Chapter 230 The Nine-Tailed Fox's Red Veil

Late at night, South China Sea, No. 0 Antique Shop, second floor, bedroom.

On the red silk bed, Su Daji lay on her side, her two long legs casually crossed, and her nine snow-white fox tails spread out, almost taking up the entire room.

The white robe slipped off her shoulders, revealing large expanses of smooth, snow-white skin.

Her long, silver hair cascaded down her shoulders, barely obscuring a glimpse of her skin—as if deliberately leaving behind a lingering, almost imperceptible, allure.

She closed her eyes and slept soundly.

But those captivating brows were tightly furrowed, a sight that tugged at the heartstrings.

She's dreaming.

After returning from Dream Island, she was always in a daze and kept having dreams.

In her dream, she was a little white fox.

She envied those fierce tiger and wolf demons.

Even the ugly pig demon and the gaudy chicken demon were envious—because they were demons, capable of cultivation and transformation. .

In order to become a demon and to open her spiritual aperture, she stayed at Xuanyuan Tomb and refused to leave.

Xuanyuan Tomb is the headquarters of a demon horde.

Why choose that location as the headquarters?

Isn't it because, according to legend, Xuanyuan Tomb is the tomb of a certain human emperor?

The monsters believed that there must be an imperial aura inside, and that even a tiny bit of it would make them powerful.

She thought these monsters were pretty stupid.

If a human emperor were truly buried in Xuanyuan Tomb, why would they have the right to take a sip?

But in order to secretly learn cultivation from these fools, she still stayed.

That day, she was lazily sunbathing as usual.

Suddenly, the wind and rain changed color.

The monsters and beasts ran towards Xuanyuan Tomb like madmen.

Curious about what had happened, she saw a tiger demon stumble into the cave, trembling and muttering incoherently:

"The Emperor has gone mad! The Emperor has gone mad!"

She was so frightened by the tiger demon that she wet herself.

He was urinating as he ran, and the entrance to the hole was making a stinking noise.

She was brave enough to run to the highest point and look around—wanting to see what kind of monster could scare a tiger demon like that.

She saw it.

It was a young man dressed in a black dragon robe chasing an old man with a white beard in the sky.

What a handsome young man!

The way he hits people is so cool, so cool.

The white-bearded old man was seriously injured and desperately tried to escape.

The boy seemed too lazy to chase after him, and only said, "I'll beat you up every time I see you."

Below, many military generals and civil officials, exuding a powerful aura, bowed to the young man and shouted, "Our Emperor is mighty!"

Not only them, but also the ordinary people in the human city, whether old or young, cheered with joy.

She could hear the words "Our Emperor is mighty" clearly from a great distance.

She murmured in astonishment:

"That's what a real man is like."

The boy left, and no one knows where he went.

She watched from the hillside as the white-bearded old man fled into the sky like a shooting star.

She wondered: When will I be able to fly?

As she looked around, she realized something was wrong.

Why is that white-bearded old man coming this way?

She was terrified and quickly hid.

The white-bearded old man was seriously injured and went to sit on a rock over here to rest.

She heard him say, still shaken:

"The newly enthroned emperor is more terrifying than I imagined; he almost perished here."

He was clearly a mortal who hadn't opened his spiritual apertures, yet the aura of a human emperor emanating from him was the strongest I had ever seen.

This imperial aura... is far stronger than spiritual power.

He gritted his teeth and said coldly:

"Once I find a way to break your imperial aura, you, this disrespectful king, will surely die!"

After a moment of silence, he muttered to himself dejectedly:

"Breaking the Emperor's aura... it's not that simple."

Unless... he's willing to send some of the Emperor's Qi to other living beings.

"A being that obtains the Emperor's aura can kill him."

After a long while, he suddenly shook his head with a self-deprecating smile:

"He has very low talent and cannot cultivate, so he relies on the aura of the human emperor to fight against the gods."

How could the Emperor's Qi have been sent out?

Unless he encounters a being with whom he is willing to share the aura of the human emperor.

But this emperor is so cold-hearted... Hmm... Maybe I should give it a try?

It's not difficult at all; it's just an experiment.

The white-bearded old man suddenly turned his head and looked at the spot where the little white fox was hiding.

The little white fox then realized—the old man with the white beard had known all along that she was hiding here.

Her face was filled with terror as she backed away, only to find her body floating toward that withered hand.

That hand was quite pretty, with neatly manicured nails. It was warm, but also very painful!

The white-bearded old man grabbed her by the neck, letting her thrash her legs, looked her up and down, and finally smiled with satisfaction:

"What a handsome face."

"I'll help you open your spiritual senses, and you'll do me a favor, okay?"

The little white fox stopped struggling and stared at him blankly.

Cultivation... Can this old man open my spiritual aperture?

She kept nodding.

The white-bearded old man chuckled, reached out, and gently tapped her head.

A terrifying, suffocating power suddenly erupted.

The little white fox's body began to change—from a little fox, it gradually transformed into a stunningly beautiful woman.

The beauty was breathtaking; even the white-bearded old man was momentarily stunned.

He came to his senses and exclaimed in admiration:

The beauty was breathtaking; even the white-bearded old man was momentarily stunned.

He came to his senses and exclaimed in admiration:

"Indeed, a handsome face."

Unexpectedly, the conversation took a sudden turn:

"It's a pity he won't live much longer."

The beautiful woman was stunned, not understanding what was going on.

The white-bearded old man said with a smile:

"I have placed a curse in your spirit orifice."

Don't expect anyone to help you solve it.

"Incompetent beings cannot solve it, and capable beings dare not solve it."

The beauty frowned:

"How dare you, a god, scheme against a woman like me?"

Aren't you afraid people will talk behind your back?

The white-bearded old man stroked his beard and softly uttered a sentence:

Who dares to speak ill of the Western God behind his back?

The beauty did not know what the Western God was.

Perhaps he is a very powerful god?

The white-bearded old man's eyes darted around, full of cunning:

"It's not that it can't be solved."

If you eat the Human Emperor's heart, the curse will be broken.

How is it?

I'll help you open your spiritual aperture, and you'll help me assassinate the Emperor of Man. This is a deal.

Do you know who the Human Emperor is?

He's the only king among men, the one who just hit me.

"Weren't you watching the game for a long time?"

The beauty was dumbfounded:

"What a joke!"

"You can't even beat them, and you want me to go and die?"

The white-bearded old man said, as if joking:

"Use your strengths, shall we?"

"You're so beautiful, he might just give you his heart."

He didn't expect the little fox to actually succeed in the assassination.

The idea that the Western God personally opened the spiritual aperture of a little fox might not be a joke.

Who doesn't know that the Western God regards all living beings as his own lambs?

However, the fact that a little fox demon could rip out the human emperor's heart is the real joke.

He just hoped that this little fox could have some kind of relationship with the Human Emperor, and that it could create some kind of karmic connection.

This cause and effect might just be the variable that led to the Emperor's death.

As for whether he could actually succeed, he didn't have high hopes. It was like killing two birds with one stone—if he didn't succeed, he wouldn't lose anything, but if he did, he would make a fortune.

Of course, the little fox did indeed have his curse in its spirit.

This curse can indeed only be broken by the heart of the Human Emperor.

If the Human Emperor were willing to share his Imperial Qi with this little fox, it could extend its life by a few years.

The beautiful woman's high, firm breasts heaved with anger.

"I won't do it. Take your spiritual aperture back."

The white-bearded old man chuckled and said:

"I never ask for anything back after I give it away."

After saying this, his body transformed into beams of light and vanished from the spot.

"Old man! Come back!" the beauty cried out in alarm.

no respond.

The Western God has left.

Only then did the beauty begin to feel fear.