579: Fox's Punishment

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

After all, in her own territory, Yu Qingcheng was as comfortable as she could be, so she did not hide her fox tail.

“What a stunning fox spirit! Just these nine fluffy tails alone, I’m already… Hehehehe.”

Upon hearing Zheng Yaqin’s words, Yu Qingcheng turned her back with a complex expression, trying to keep her tone calm and polite: “Sister Zheng, I know my visit this time is a bit presumptuous, but there are some things I’d like to discuss privately with your… this Young Master. Would it be convenient for the Young Master?”

“That wouldn’t be good…”

“It’s fine.”

Zheng Yaqin was about to refuse when she heard Chen Xuan agree.

Although Zheng Yaqin had doubts, seeing that Chen Xuan had already expressed his stance, she found it hard to refuse and nodded.

“Then… let’s step aside to talk.” Yu Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief.

“Of course, Senior, please.” Saying this, Chen Xuan looked at Zheng Yaqin again and gently comforted her, “Yaqin, wait for me for a bit, I’ll be back soon.”

Zheng Yaqin nodded obediently, her eyes full of worry, as she watched Chen Xuan and Yu Qingcheng leave.

Mainly, she had an unfilial son.

Soon, Yu Qingcheng led Chen Xuan to a quiet courtyard, where flowers bloomed profusely, so serene that one could hear the rustling of the breeze through the petals.

She stopped, turned around, and looked directly at Chen Xuan, slowly saying, “Young Master, you must know that your ability to freely enter and exit my Immortal Palace makes me very troubled… Huh?! You, you are Chen Xuan?!”

Yu Qingcheng was just thinking of having a good talk with this stranger, and then the person Purple Spirit asked her to find appeared so vivaciously!

And Chen Xuan, upon seeing Yu Qingcheng’s full appearance, couldn’t help but be stunned.

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

This woman’s figure was tall and graceful, every curve containing an innate allure.

A sheer, mist-like gauze dress clung tightly to her body, perfectly outlining her Bloodline-stirring curves.

Her waist was so slender it seemed one could not grasp it, and with every graceful movement, it seemed capable of captivating everything in the world.

Her long, straight legs were subtly visible beneath the sheer fabric, and just this elusive glimpse was enough to stir the most primal desires deep within one’s heart.

As if that weren’t enough, Yu Qingcheng’s exquisite face was like Heaven’s proudest masterpiece.

Her skin was fairer than snow, delicate to the touch. Beneath her gracefully curved eyebrows were eyes like autumn water, their depths shimmering with captivating allure, as if holding endless charm and stories.

And the nine fluffy tails behind her were the ultimate manifestation of her charm.

Each tail was plump and soft, its fur as smooth as silk, swaying gently in the breeze, exuding a mysterious and enchanting aura.

“Hmm? Senior knows me?”

“Know you? Of course, I’ve long heard of your great reputation!” Yu Qingcheng smiled alluringly, and Chen Xuan was stunned again.

But the next moment, a fragrant breeze assailed him, and he was no longer stunned.

Because the woman rushed directly in front of him and grabbed his collar.

“Thump, thump!” Chen Xuan’s heart began to pound.

There was nothing he could do; this time, the woman opposite him was a fox spirit, and he truly couldn’t resist.

“Hehehe, how interesting! This Venerable One searched high and low, only to find it effortlessly! Hahahahaha!”

“No, Senior, you’re laughing a bit like a villain, but here, I’m the villain!”

“What villain or not? You dared to lay hands on my Disciple, Mu Qingfeng! Today, I will let you know my power!” Yu Qingcheng said, and in a blink of an eye, she brought Chen Xuan to a grand palace.

“Senior, my abrupt arrival here was my oversight and has caused you trouble. I sincerely apologize. However, you don’t have to…”

“Shut up! I’m not interested in how you got here right now!”

“Is that so? Then, Senior, why did you bring me here?”

“Why? You’ll find out very soon!”

Inside that grand palace, Yu Qingcheng stared coldly at Chen Xuan, her nine tails swaying wildly behind her, exuding waves of pressure.

“Hmph, since you dared to provoke my Disciple Mu Qingfeng, you must pay the price for your actions!”

Saying this, she waved her jade hand, and an exquisitely long, trailing robe floated before Chen Xuan.

“This is the clothing I usually love to wear. It’s stained with a lot of Impurities and Immortal Qi. You clean it thoroughly for me; don’t miss a single crease.”

Saying this, she lazily sat on a carved chair nearby, one leg elegantly crossed over the other, her nine tails casually spread around her, as if displaying her absolute authority.

“Ah? Is that… all?”

Chen Xuan speechless took the long robe. The moment he touched it, he felt Yu Qingcheng’s unique body scent lingering on the robe, subtly entering his nostrils and making his heart flutter.

‘What is this woman thinking? Is this not meant to be a reward for me?’ Chen Xuan grumbled as he worked.

Whenever he lifted the long robe to check for cleansing results, he would inevitably have to move closer to Yu Qingcheng due to the robe’s length.

Yu Qingcheng kept a close eye on Chen Xuan’s every move, not missing any detail. As soon as Chen Xuan showed any sign of slackening, she would immediately scold him.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to give him some cruel punishment, but Chen Xuan was, after all, her good friend Purple Spirit’s husband. If she played with him too much, it would be difficult to explain to Purple Spirit later.

And then there was… Purple Spirit’s husband, now, is my, Yu Qingcheng’s, servant…

After finally dealing with the long robe, Yu Qingcheng suddenly threw a comb at him: “My tails haven’t been combed for a long time. Come here and comb them thoroughly for me. Remember, follow 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 him.

“Ah?????”

“No, are the novels I usually read all fake? Shouldn’t this 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 her tails. The moment the comb touched her tail, Yu Qingcheng’s delicate body trembled slightly, emitting a low moan. This sound, like an electric current, coursed through Chen Xuan’s entire body, making his heart race suddenly.

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