Over there, the fox spirit spotted a handsome man in black standing before her, a flicker of excitement gleaming in her eyes, as if she'd stumbled upon a treasure. "Wow, a top-tier catch—today's a jackpot."
She then closed her eyes, as if casting some spell, and sighed. "Too bad, your cultivation is too low, your demonic power too weak—just a low-level little demon... But, since you're this handsome, this fox fairy doesn't mind dual cultivating with you."
Low-level little demon? Was she talking about Rong Yi? No way—Rong Yi was the Wolf King.
Qiqi asked curiously, "What's dual cultivation?"
Rong Yi's mouth twitched. "Qiqi, go back inside for now."
The fox spirit burst into loud laughter, as if she'd discovered something amusing. "Little girl, you're adorable! You don't even know what dual cultivation is? I thought he'd already done it with you, hahaha..."
Qiqi grew even more confused, her big eyes wide as she was about to ask again. The fox spirit struck a seductive pose. "Want big sister to tell you what dual cultivation means?"
"Enough."
Unable to take it anymore, Rong Yi yanked Qiqi behind him and told her to shut up.
Seeing his irritated expression, Qiqi dared not ask further, vaguely sensing that whatever the fox spirit was talking about wasn't good.
The red-clad beauty's eyes were alluring as silk, fixed on Rong Yi. "Oh, handsome, you're so protective of her. What, is she your sweetheart?"
She sniffed the air again. "Mm, the scent of passion—it's wafting from your house. You really are a pair of lovers."
Qiqi was mortified—what scent of passion? What lovers? What nonsense was she spouting?
Rong Yi crossed his arms, standing coldly by the door with an air of "keep away." "That's none of your business. What are you, a fox spirit, doing here?"
The fox spirit said, "I want that gemstone, and of course, you too."
Rong Yi raised an eyebrow. "You? With looks like yours, this king has no interest."
"This king?" The fox spirit's excitement grew. "Your cultivation is so low, yet you dare call yourself a king? Is your bloodline that noble?"
Rong Yi sighed. "I say, you dumb monster, your cultivation is the low one. Though this king deliberately concealed his demonic power to travel the mortal world, you can't even sense that—you're really dense."
A flicker of surprise crossed the fox spirit's eyes as she looked Rong Yi over again—well, though she couldn't feel much demonic power, his aura suggested nobility. Plus, he possessed such a powerful artifact; maybe he was one of those legendary natural-born demons, lacking in cultivation but with pure bloodlines...
Though a bit wary inside, she said, "Tsk tsk, are you lying to scare me because you're afraid of losing to big sister? Don't worry, as long as you come with me obediently, I won't hurt you. On the contrary, I'll be very gentle with you."
Rong Yi frowned. "If you don't want to die, get lost now. One more look at you, and I'm afraid I'll lose control and kill someone."
A flash of anger crossed the fox spirit's eyes. "Is that so? Then let's have a contest. A fight will show our true strength. If I beat you, you give me the gemstone and dual cultivate with me."
Rong Yi replied coolly, "I have no interest in women who like to fight men."
The fox spirit choked. "You—"
She was finally getting a bit angry—even if he was a devastatingly handsome man, you couldn't insult a beauty like that, could you?
So, the fox spirit raised her right hand, and a LV bag appeared on her wrist. Then, she slowly unzipped the bag and pulled out a—red-tasseled spear.