Chapter 26: The Fox Deity!

Outside the door, eerie blue flames burned, completely engulfing the twisted shadow that was trying to break through.

The shadow writhed, expanded, and contracted wildly in the flames, emitting a sharp, piercing shriek.

It struggled, trying to extinguish the strange fire, but the blue fox fire clung to it like a stubborn disease, not only scorching its form but also seeming to burn away the very essence of its existence.

It couldn’t break free from the flames at all; it could only writhe futilely there.

The enormous commotion made Su Zhiyun and A Ran instinctively shrink back.

A Ran opened her mouth, about to ask what was happening, but before she could speak, the twisted shadow at the door suddenly made an even bigger move.

As if yanked by an immense force, it was violently dragged backward, taking the door frame with it.

Whoosh—

Bang!

First the sound of air being displaced, then a dull thud.

The burning shadow, along with the shattered fragments of the door, was hurled by an invisible force onto the open ground in front of the ancestral hall, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The blue flames still blazed fiercely on it, making a sizzling sound.

The sharp shriek quickly faded.

In the end, licked clean by the flames, it completely turned into wisps of scorched, foul-smelling black smoke, dissipating in the cold night breeze.

Inside the ancestral hall, the flickering candlelight finally steadied.

The dim yellow light once again filled the small space, driving away the suffocating chill from moments ago.

Su Zhiyun felt her legs were still weak.

That harrowing moment had nearly drained all her strength.

She stared fixedly at the broken door frame.

Outside, there was no more movement—only the sound of a gentle breeze, which only made it more eerie.

“N-no more sounds?”

A Ran’s voice trembled.

She clutched tightly at Su Zhiyun’s sleeve, her body still shaking slightly.

Su Zhiyun took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.

The system’s safety rate was still climbing—it had gone from 38% to 77%.

Although the system itself was still useless, this number gave her a bit of courage.

She gently patted A Ran’s cold hand, signaling her to stay put.

“I… I’ll go check.”

Even though she was also a little scared, she had to confirm what was outside, what that thing was that had saved them.

She moved cautiously, each step landing on broken wood chips and scattered dust, making faint sounds that were especially clear in the dead silence.

Her heart pounded like a drum in her chest.

Holding her breath, she slowly approached the doorway.

Beyond the broken frame, the moonlight had somehow pierced the thick clouds.

Cold, silvery light spilled onto the open ground in front of the ancestral hall.

The ground was scattered with burned black ash and the wreckage of the door panel shattered by the immense force.

The smell of scorching hung even thicker in the air.

Su Zhiyun’s eyes swept warily over the ground, checking if any other twisted shadows were lurking.

But the next moment, as if sensing something, she suddenly lifted her head.

Her breath stopped abruptly the moment she looked up.

Her pupils dilated.

In the sky, a breathtaking figure floated silently.

Su Zhiyun’s gaze locked onto that figure in midair, her mind going blank.

Even the night breeze outside the broken door frame seemed to freeze.

Only the silvery moonlight flowed at the center of her focus.

Silver-white hair cascaded in the moonlight with a nearly dreamlike luster, softer than any silk she had ever seen.

On top of her head, a pair of furry, snow-white fox ears—their tips seemingly carrying a hint of liveliness—twitched slightly, radiating an inhuman, breathtaking delicacy.

Her gaze moved down.

That face… Su Zhiyun’s heart skipped a beat, then slammed wildly against her ribs.

So beautiful!

The contours outlined by moonlight were impossibly soft, as if not of this world.

Her skin seemed to be shrouded in a hazy glow.

Every line of her features was perfectly placed, combining into a peerless beauty that blended divinity with an enchanting otherworldliness.

Especially those eyes, which seemed even deeper against the backdrop of the blue flames.

They were like an unfathomable cold pool, mysterious enough to make one drown.

But what shook the heart most was the presence swaying behind her.

One fluffy, solid fox tail moved nimbly, its tip as if it could stir one’s heartstrings.

The other eight tails were enormous, illusory fox tails made of blue flames.

Each elegant and languid swing stirred the surrounding air, exuding an extremely terrifying pressure, yet strangely blending perfectly with that stunning beauty.

The Fox Immortal… really exists!

All the doubts and fears in Su Zhiyun’s mind were washed away by this shocking sight.

An intense, almost instinctive tremor seized her instantly.

Oh no! This is love at first sight!!!

Su Zhiyun even forgot to breathe.

She just stared, dazed, as if the whole world had faded, leaving only that silver-and-blue figure in the moonlight.

Just as Su Zhiyun was completely lost in awe and shock, an excited cry came from behind her.

“L-Lord Fox Immortal!!!”

A Ran had somehow come to the doorway too.

Her eyes, which had been full of worry, were now wide open, instantly filling with hot tears that silently streamed down her cheeks.

She covered her mouth tightly, her body trembling violently from extreme excitement.

She saw it!

She finally saw Lord Fox Immortal again!

The first time she met Lord Fox Immortal, He was in such a hurry that she didn’t even get a chance to thank him.

Su Zhiyun was pulled back to her senses by A Ran’s cry.

She glanced instinctively at A Ran, who was too excited to speak, then quickly turned back, afraid to miss the sight in the sky.

But in that moment of distraction, the beautiful figure in the moonlight seemed to move slightly.

Those deep eyes appeared to glance toward the ancestral hall, a hint of barely noticeable fatigue in them, and perhaps a trace of… helplessness?

Then the eight illusory blue fox tails suddenly retracted, their light instantly dimming.

The solid white tail also traced one last elegant arc in the air.

A flash of silver.

Under the moonlight, that stunning figure vanished without a trace, like a phantom scattered by the wind.

Only the broken door frame, the lingering smell of scorching in the air, and the burned-out ashes on the ground in front of the ancestral hall remained, proving that what had just happened was not an illusion.

Su Zhiyun still kept her head tilted up, her heart still pounding wildly in her chest, each beat carrying a throb.

A Ran stared blankly at the empty sky, an indescribable loss welling up inside her.

Lord Fox Immortal had saved her again…

And again, she hadn’t managed to say anything…

A Ran regretted how slow she had been.

Sensing A Ran’s disappointment behind her, Su Zhiyun snapped back to reality.

She raised her hand, wanting to comfort A Ran, but in the end, she didn’t know what to say.

Instead, she rubbed her chin thoughtfully.

The Fox Immortal clearly existed, so why did Jiu Baiyun say it didn’t?

He definitely knew something!