There’s a reason why fox spirits are heralded as the most beautiful creatures, may it be in the mortal world or the spirit realm.
They have this universal charm that shows no matter what form they have taken and what is so special about it is it grows stronger as they age. The older the fox spirit is, the more attractive they become.
Shen Yuan’s present best describes this state. Thanks to the time, compatibility, and essence of his beloved husband, his merging with his present vessel took two steps up.
Not only did he unlock a part of his power and turn his body into a better receptacle of mana, but his visual points also soared high!
Wearing a long flowy white hanfu, Shen Yuan floats in the air looking like an ethereal being descending from the sky. Too bad that his nine-tails are still invisible to most people’s sight or else, they would see how beautiful they shine even with the night’s darkness.
His pure white fur, together with his gorgeous platinum blonde hair looked like fine spider silk under the subtle moonlight.
The face and skin that were initially comparable to a well-polished jade have now reached the level of a diamond in exquisiteness.
A person would think twice before touching Shen Yuan’s skin, questioning themselves if they are worthy to touch something so divine.
Just one look and people couldn’t help but be astonished at his raw and unfiltered beauty.
Take Archbishop Jiren for example, the alpha is originally on the verge of going into mania due to Shen Yuan’s tricks but now, he stands before Shen Yuan, petrified.
Just now, the thirst for revenge was momentarily forgotten and all he could do was look and feast his eyes at the beauty in silence.
Of course, Shen Yuan’s self-awareness is high so he knows what is going on in that nasty head of Archbishop Jiren. He already saw his reflection in the water and all he could say was congratulations to Bai Tingfeng.
His husband has another reason to go crazy for him.
Shen Yuan looks forward to Bai Tingfeng’s reaction but before that, he must shake these flies off of his tail.
"Don’t tell me you’re contemplating if you’re killing me or not. I know that this face could stop wars, but I don’t think I could grant you mercy if you let you after trespassing on private property," Shen Yuan cockily said.
He carelessly combed his hair through his fingers and flashed a malicious smirk.
Shen Yuan’s beauty may improve. But it remained unchanged that his mouth is as venomous as a cottonmouth moccasin.
In an instant, Archbishop Jiren was brought back to his senses and his anger flared up once again.
Fuck! What was he thinking looking at Shen Yuan like a lovestruck fool? That bitch is the cause of his suffering. Shen Yuan is the reason why his body turned into hell for him!
"Shen Yuan! Not only did you burn me from the inside for days, but you also dared to mess with my head! I will make sure to make you regret it!"
Shen Yuan acted clueless, "Huh? What the fuck are you talking about? I might have strong illusion powers, but I can’t hypnotize people, you know. Besides—"
The celestial fox spirit who loves to tease suggestively ran his hand over his body until he cupped his attractive face. "Everything that you can see now is real. Come and see if you can kill me now."
The veins in Archbishop Jiren’s forehead are on the verge of popping. What’s more annoying than not being taken seriously?
"Arghhh!" Archbishop Jiren conjured two thick walls of snow and used them to flatten the annoying omega.
However, Shen Yuan only evaded it as though his attacks were nothing but child’s play.
The omega soared into the sky and stared at him condescendingly.
"I think you have some misconception here, Father Snowy. You dare charge at me with your blood lust because of my fire that’s continuously burning your soul. But did you ever stop and think if I could still control that fire inside you?"
"My flames aren’t like spit that I couldn’t control or reuse once I expel it out of my body, you know," Shen Yuan said and without any remorse or hesitation, he pointed his index finger at Archbishop Jiren.
Right then and there, the thin ember of Heavenly Foxfire that remained with the archbishop came to life once again. It started from his chest, and slowly and gradually, the pure white flame enveloped his entire body, subjecting him to another wave of hell.
The fire that comes from the outside could be put out by dousing a bucketful of water but the fire that burns from the inside can’t.
He tried to roll all over the ground and even coated his body with snow but none of it helped.
Shen Yuan’s fire was still there. The despair was still there.
"I’m honestly surprised you didn’t kill yourself when you had the chance. I mean, it’s been weeks since our last meeting, so it means you’ve been enduring my Heavenly Foxfire for quite some time. You’ve got some fighting spirit. I could give you that."
"Why should I commit suicide when I could just kill you myself," Archbishop Jiren answered amidst all the torture.
"And even if I can’t, the Cardinal’s assassination faction is after your head. You will never get to see the morning again!"
Shen Yuan looked in the direction where the battlefield was still happening. There are a few on his side who are injured, but still, they are surprisingly holding out well.
"Assassins, you say. Okay. Noted. Thanks for sharing!" he replied like a true rascal.
Frankly, Shen Yuan was amazed that Archbishop Jiren could still converse with him in this state. Most of the humans he subjected to such spiritual torture would lose their sanity or worse, become brain dead.
The mortals in this world are really impressing him!
Shen Yuan no longer feels the need to mock the loser. He just floats there, watching the struggle of the pathetic archbishop.
"I honestly thought I would be seeing something new tonight. You bore me— ah forget that. I wasn’t supposed to mock you. It just came naturally from me—"
Shen Yuan was interrupted when suddenly the held-back third wave of assassins rushed towards him. He was mindful of the Mage Killer, so he didn’t have the time to adjust his strength and impulsively conjured bluish-white Heavenly Foxfire.
It was supposedly a white foxfire for curse purification, but since he already spent his mana and it was a do-or-die scenario, he went ahead with it and swept all the black-robed assassins with his vicious fire.
Shen Yuan doesn’t know if it’s a stroke of luck for him or the assassins, the Mage Killer dagger that they are all brandishing caused Shen Yuan’s fire to part in the middle, coincidentally parrying it.
However, since the knife can’t erase mana itself, the assassins are bound to lose a body part from the fire.
"Kyaaak!"
"Ahhhh! Nooo!"
Cries of anguish echoed throughout the hot spring area and Shen Yuan took it in with delight.
Below him, more than 40 bodies with scorched limbs, faces, and other body parts. It’s to be expected that some of them are missing a limb since he didn’t get to control the physical effects of his Heavenly Foxfire.
But all in all, it’s great that they are alive and have the clarity of mind to wish for their death.
"I was worried that some of you would die in my hands, but I really can’t stop myself from loving how you guys sound. Say, based on your movements, I assume you really enjoy the act of killing. Was it fulfilling to kill indiscriminately for the sake of your stupid cause?" Shen Yuan asked, grinning a grin that wasn’t really a grin.
If only his eyes would speak, they would scream how much he hated these kinds of people and at the same time, love the despairing eyes of these criminals.
Every demon spirit has its own twisted desire and in the celestial fox spirit’s case, he loved seeing sinners’ desperate cries.
The more confident they are in committing their atrocity, the more Shen Yuan wants to see them writhing on the ground, only wishing they were not born.
This is just a secret, but this is the very reason why Shen Yuan loved dog-blood drama in BL.
The more trash the characters the more he gets excited to see their downfall.
"Ah, it’s really great when I get to crush some villain’s hope," Shen Yuan turned at Archbishop Jiren with bright eyes. "Father Snowy, what can you say now that I fried your assassination faction?"
Archbishop Jiren didn’t respond. The white flames are still burning fiercely, that’s why Shen Yuan knows that he is still alive.
"—an alpha so I couldn’t be weak."
Shen Yuan suddenly heard a low murmuring coming from Archbishop Jiren. He didn’t understand it at first, but the whispers became louder and louder and the air temperature suddenly dropped to several degrees.
"I am an alpha so I couldn’t be weak. I am an alpha so I couldn’t be weak. I am an alpha so I couldn’t be weak! Arghhhh!"
Shen Yuan felt a chill crawling down his spine, "Holy shit. So in the end you still lost yourself, huh? I knew it. I’m effective as a villain."