NOVEL NEXT Chapter 202
Although it didn’t recognize the skeleton in front of it, the little fox still dug a hole and buried the skeleton.
After everything was done, the little fox left the Enlightenment Tree.
Despite not remembering what had happened, its smile was gone, and it aimlessly roamed the depths of the Hengduan Mountain Range.
Wherever it went, whether it was Demon Kings or lesser demons, all avoided it.
This made it feel very lonely.
Until one day… the little fox met a man dressed in white, who smelled very nice and named it Jiushuang.
To be honest, the little fox didn’t actually like the name ‘Jiushuang’ because it wanted to have the surname Bai and felt it should be Bai.
But it didn’t refuse.
The two of them walked together without a destination, still wandering in the Hengduan Mountain Range.
Even so, the little fox smiled a bit more.Because not only did it have a name, but it also had company.
The little fox liked to sleep in the man’s arms because the scent made it feel comfortable as if it were in a safe harbor.
Although every time it woke up, it still couldn’t remember anything, the man didn’t mind and repeatedly told it its name, telling it that it was the Nine Heavens Mystic Fox.
However, the man never mentioned the mission of the Nine Heavens Mystic Fox.
To prevent the little fox from forgetting, the man made a white and blue jade pendant with the character “Jiu (九, Nine)” on the front and “Shuang (霜, Frost)” on the back and turned it into a necklace to hang around its neck.
This jade pendant was made of high-grade jade, impervious to water and fire.
The man said, this way, it wouldn’t forget its name.
……
One day, the little fox suddenly woke up from a deep sleep, and because Jiang Chen didn’t appear right away, it didn’t remember anything and wandered alone in the Hengduan Mountain Range.
As it walked, a voice caught its attention.
“Jiang Chen! You murder and plunder! Once, the Jiang family protected you, but now you’re nothing but a stray dog!”
Following the sound, the little fox was stunned.
What caught its eye was a man in bloodstained white clothes, holding a spiritual herb in his hand.
At the lifeless man’s feet lay numerous cultivators.
Around him stood a group of righteous cultivators, their eyes filled with anger and murderous intent.
“I came here after hearing the commotion, not to kill and rob! The real murderer who stole the treasures is one of the true disciples of the Ghost Controlling Sect!” the man explained.
“Ridiculous!” a cultivator immediately retorted.
“If that’s the case, why are you stained with the blood of my companions? And why are you holding a sixth-grade spiritual herb in your hand?!”
“The blood on me is from trying to help others, and the spiritual herb in my hand was retrieved to be returned,” the man added.
“Where is the person from the Ghost Controlling Sect then?” the cultivator asked.
“He ran away.”
“Jiang Chen! Do you take us for fools? We rushed here as soon as we heard the screams, and we never saw any true disciple of the Ghost Controlling Sect on the way!”
In the face of ‘conclusive evidence’, all explanations seemed weak and futile.
Jiang Chen’s helpless silence was interpreted by the other cultivators as an admission of guilt.
“Enough talk, take this!”
Suddenly, a cultivator charged forward with his sword drawn.
Jiang Chen, not wanting to harm him, kept dodging.
This behavior was interpreted by the attacking cultivator as mockery.
Unable to win and unwilling to be humiliated, the cultivator exploded into a self-destructive death with a loud “boom” sound.
As another companion died at the hands of Jiang Chen, the onlooking cultivators could no longer restrain themselves.
In an instant, more than ten people attacked Jiang Chen, each using lethal moves.
Jiang Chen had no choice but to defend himself, and when he came to his senses, he found that the ground was littered with corpses, not a single survivor.
Witnessing all this, the little fox was stunned as if it was struck by lightning.
It felt as if it had seen a great villain!
But… this villain smelled so good!
It slowly approached Jiang Chen.
Seeing the fox, Jiang Chen panicked: “Jiushuang, it’s not what it looks like, listen to me explain…”
“Human, you smell really nice. What’s your name?” the little fox interrupted.
Hearing this, Jiang Chen was taken aback.
After a while, he asked in confusion, “I’ve killed so many people, aren’t you afraid of me? Don’t you think I’m bad?”
“Not afraid, because you smell good, and someone who smells good can’t be a bad person no matter what they do!” the little fox blurted out.
At that moment, the little fox seemed to see tears welling up in Jiang Chen’s eyes.
“Human, you seem very sad?” the little fox stepped forward to comfort him.
“Don’t worry, even if no one else believes you, I will always believe in you. You smell so good, even if you really were a bad person, you’d be a good bad person!”
A good bad person?
Jiang Chen found himself both amused and bewildered by these three words.
He had never heard such a term before.
Ever since he had found the little fox, he had been careful not to talk about his past.
Because he was afraid.
In the Jiuyan Sect, he was used to being misunderstood and accused, and he didn’t want the little fox to grow to dislike him because of his villainous aura.
But who would have thought that this fox would believe in him so much?
This also proved that the Nine Heavens Mystic Fox’s ability to understand human hearts and discern good from evil was indeed real.
“Little fox, look at your jade pendant. Your name is Jiushuang. My name is Jiang Chen, and I promised your grandmother that I would protect you until I die.”
After composing himself, Jiang Chen reintroduced himself.
Glancing at the jade pendant around its neck, the little fox believed him without a hint of doubt.
The two met again. And just like before, the little fox once again snuggled into Jiang Chen’s arms, enjoying the scent that it was deeply addicted to.
At night, the two sat by the campfire, and Jiang Chen talked about his past.
When the little fox learned that he was misunderstood by his master, junior brothers, and sisters, the little fox was filled with righteous indignation.
“Your fellow disciples are the real villains! They only bully you. I will help you take revenge when I become a Demon King!”
When it found out that Jiang Chen’s family had been annihilated,
“The Imperial Dynasty? Sooner or later, I will help you destroy the Imperial Dynasty and make that Empress of the Imperial Dynasty become your little concubine!” the little fox said, both angry and heartbroken.
“Forget it!” Jiang Chen flatly refused.
“That old hag is hundreds of years old. I don’t have such a heavy taste!”
“That definitely won’t do,” the little fox nodded, but then its eyes twinkled.
“Jiang Chen, even though the Jiang family is gone, I will be your family from now on!”
“Okay.” Jiang Chen blurted out.
“You promised! No going back!” the little fox was overjoyed.
“I, Jiang Chen, always keep my word, but I am the brother, and you are the sister.”
“What brother and sister? Who wants to be your sister?”
“Aren’t you saying we are family?”
“I mean I want to marry you!”
“Ah?”
“Ah what? You said no going back!”
“But you’re a fox…”
“I can do a body transformation later!”
Jiang Chen found the little fox’s words so reasonable that he was left speechless.
The scene before him continued, and as an observer, the little fox sometimes smiled with happiness and sometimes felt pain so intense it could hardly breathe.
The happiness came from this scene had once appeared in its dreams, but because the dream was so blurry, it only remembered wanting to marry Jiang Chen.
Only now did it realize it had once been so close to Jiang Chen.
And the pain came from the realization that if it weren’t for the dreams reminding it over and over, it would have forgotten everything.
No wonder… no wonder Chen Sheng said it was heartless!
It not only repeatedly forgot Jiang Chen but even forgot its own kin!
At this moment, the little fox realized that these were not its own memories.
Because in reality, its grandmother was still alive, having appeared before it not long ago.
But if it’s not its memory, then what is it?
The little fox didn’t understand.