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Park Ji Jae picked up the Xuanqing Sword, weighed it in his hand, and then hurled it toward the horizon.
With the infusion of spiritual energy, Xuanqing arced through the sky and flew back into Luo Dichen's hand.
"Even Xuanqing trembles for her; she is no ordinary demon. Park Ji Jae, do not be obsessed!"
Luo Dichen spat out these words and lunged forward again, each strike aimed directly at the heart that Bi Qing once moved for him.
Bi Qing's tears fell as panic and heartbreak consumed her. She felt herself being lifted; it was Park Ji Jae, holding her rigid form to evade the assassination.
All the brothers in the temple rushed forward to slay the demon. Despite Park Ji Jae's abilities, he sustained several serious injuries.
The pressure around them dropped, and a fierce wind howled. Bi Qing recalled that small, humble yet warm little house.
Her voice shattered and mournful, her eyes bright as if they would bleed: "I have never harmed anyone. Why do you want to kill me, Luo Dichen? Why do you want to kill me, someone who loves you?"
This sentence somehow did not escape her lips, choking her throat painfully.
"Why? Ha! Because you are a demon. Demons must not live!" Luo Dichen replied without hesitation, his murderous intent unwavering even as he answered her question.
Park Ji Jae formed a seal and sealed Bi Qing's true form into his embrace. The little fox trembled against him, evoking his affection. In a fleeting thought, Park Ji Jae blocked another sword strike from Luo Dichen but retreated ten steps before he could stop—he truly could not hold on any longer.
"Brother Park, do not become my enemy over a mere demon."
Park Ji Jae wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and calmly remarked, "Bah." He tightened his grip on the fox in his arms and added, "Remember, you don’t want her, I do!"
"Obsessed and unrepentant," Luo Dichen said, his white robes fluttering as he prepared to deliver a final blow to Park Ji Jae. Just as the sword flew toward him, the trembling fox in Park Ji Jae's arms leaped out and transformed into a crystal barrier that enveloped him.
The sword struck the barrier with a loud bang, and in an instant, the barrier morphed into a fox, its blood staining her snow-white fur.
A cascade of radiant light erupted as Luo Dichen ascended, stepping into the realm of the celestial. The Divine Lord Di Chen descended from the heavens to undergo trials and was now restored to his place among the immortals.
In the mortal realm, within the Chongqing Sect, a tearful man cradled a bloodied fox, gazing at her with longing. "Bi Qing, I initially thought taking you to the mountains would free you from me, but I never expected..." He kissed her forehead. "I'm sorry."
In that moment of chaos, Bi Qing recalled her past life—the demon realm was planning a rebellion against the Nine Heavens, and she had desperately tried to dissuade them.
Among the demons were childhood friends, a wolf aunt who made her chicken soup, and Er Niu Brother who always protected them—all familiar faces.
They were about to commit a foolish act, and Bi Qing followed them up to the Nine Heavens, exerting all her effort to stop them.
But unexpectedly, Divine Lord Di Chen, who had once shared a bond with her, frowned and refused to listen to even a single explanation before annihilating all the demons, including her.
Finally understanding how fate can be cruel, Bi Qing felt gratitude for it. That man who had never unconditionally believed in her from ancient times until now could continue being an immortal.
The Fox Form was shaken violently, surrounded by a cacophony of noise. Bi Qing stretched lazily and transformed back into human form, smiling at Park Ji Jae. "Thanks to that immortal pill you gave me, I didn’t expect this poor guy to have something good after all."
Park Ji Jae's eyes widened in shock, round as saucers like a startled rabbit. "Wha... what... did you say...?"
"I said, I like you, you fool."
I will protect you, Bi Qing.
In the small dilapidated house at the foot of the mountain, Park Ji Jae, covered in blood, pulled out a snow-white handkerchief from under his pillow, resembling Bi Qing's white fur in her Fox Form. "This was supposed to be a gift for you after your transformation. Cough, cough, now you can only follow me... I will protect you, Bi Qing."
Bi Qing was taken aback, holding the white handkerchief in her hands. In her mind, she pictured a scene of herself spitting blood like Lin Daiyu. This dead Park Ji Jae couldn't even give a proper gift. Yet she smiled widely, feeling so happy.
As she looked at Park Ji Jae, she affectionately said, "Sleep now, sleep now. I will watch over you."
An accidental Blood Pact, a destined connection. If you want a spirit beast mount that badly, I can let you ride me. Bi Qing thought to herself.
Park Ji Jae's clothes were already stained with blood, and now two streams of nosebleed flowed down his face, prompting a peal of silver bell-like laughter from Bi Qing.
Love has many flavors; the love of the white fox Bi Qing is sweet and sour. What about yours?
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