Transforming into a stunningly beautiful fox spirit, leaving a scar on the heart of a prodigy.

The atmosphere in the cabin was somewhat strange.

After that unlucky guy Chen Fan scrambled away, Chen Xuan acted as if nothing had happened, throwing the last piece of broken porcelain into the wooden bucket in the corner.

He dusted off his hands, ignored Su Chang'an who was sitting on the soft couch sulking, and walked straight behind the screen.

There's a large wooden tub over there, about half a person's height, which is used for bathing.

Su Chang'an was still rambling on and on.

"What kind of look was that? Someone was kindly bringing you medicine, and you looked like you wanted to eat them alive? It's only because that kid is a coward; if it were someone with a fiery temper, they would have fought you to the death."

"Chen Xuan, I'm talking to you! Don't play dumb with me!"

Su Chang'an floated in mid-air and followed Chen Xuan behind the screen.

Although she is now a projection of her soul, she still has the same level of concern as a father.

Chen Xuan walked to the wooden barrel and flicked it lightly with his finger.

A cluster of dark red flames burrowed into the charcoal stove at the bottom of the bucket.

Before long, the cold water in the bucket started to steam.

Immediately afterwards, the unfilial son began to unbuckle his belt.

The movements were incredibly smooth and fluid, without the slightest hesitation.

The words Su Chang'an was about to say suddenly got stuck in his throat.

Her eyes widened as she watched Chen Xuan take off his outer black robe and casually toss it onto the rack, then place his hand on the collar of his inner garment.

"What...what are you doing?" Su Chang'an stammered.

Chen Xuan didn't even turn his head, his voice as flat as plain water.

"bath."

"Nonsense! Of course I know you were taking a shower!" Su Chang'an felt her face burning and subconsciously turned around, her back to Chen Xuan. "Didn't you tell me you were taking a shower? Don't you have any sense of propriety between men and women? Don't you understand the principle of 'don't look at what is improper'?"

I heard the rustling sound of fabric behind me.

Su Chang'an said he should not look at what was improper, but his feet seemed to be rooted to the spot, and he did not move an inch.

The little voice inside her was fighting fiercely.

On one hand, there's the restraint of being an elder: I'm his father, what kind of talk is it to watch my son take a bath?

On one hand, there's the instinct of a sucker for good looks: This is the kid I raised myself, what's wrong with looking at him? Besides, I bathed him countless times when he was little, what part of his body haven't I seen?

The commotion behind them stopped.

Su Chang'an swallowed hard, the curiosity in his heart like a cat's claws scratching at him.

Just one glance.

Just one glance.

Look how thin this kid has become in the last few years, is he really just skin and bones?

Thinking this, Su Chang'an slowly turned his head, little by little.

The next second, her breath caught in her throat.

Chen Xuan had already taken off his upper body.

He had his back to Su Chang'an and was preparing to step into the wooden tub.

That back, which should have been smooth and strong, was now covered with a dense array of scars.

Some of the wounds had already healed, turning into pale pink strips of flesh, like centipedes crawling on my back.

Some were still fresh, covered with dark red scabs, which looked painful to look at.

That was a sword wound.

And it was a very strange sword wound.

The wound was deep and at a tricky angle, not like someone else had cut it, but more like... he had slashed it himself with his backhand.

Looking at the crisscrossing wounds, Su Chang'an's initial desire to watch the spectacle vanished instantly, replaced by a piercing pain.

How ruthless must one be to do this to oneself?

She instinctively reached out, wanting to touch the scars.

Her fingertips trembled as she stopped an inch from Chen Xuan's back.

She is the demon within.

At least in Chen Xuan's eyes, she was a demon in his heart.

The inner demon has no compassion; it only gloats and uses these wounds to provoke others.

Just as Su Chang'an hesitated, Chen Xuan suddenly turned his head.

Those bloodshot eyes glanced at her coldly.

There was no concealment, no shame.

He displayed his back full of scars to Su Chang'an with complete nonchalance, as if he were showing off some kind of medal.

That look seemed to say: See, this is the price I paid to stay sober.

"Splash!"

Water splashed everywhere.

Chen Xuan stepped into the wooden tub, his entire body submerged in the water, only his broad shoulders and expressionless face visible above the surface.

He leaned against the barrel, closed his eyes, and let out an extremely suppressed sigh.

The hot water enveloped his tired body, and the long-lost feeling of relaxation eased his tense nerves a little.

Su Chang'an stood there, looking at the steam rising from the water, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

She bit her lip, but in the end, she couldn't resist and turned away.

Cover your eyes with your hands.

But those ten fingers were spread wide, with gaps between them wide enough to fit a goose egg.

Those peach blossom eyes peeked through her fingers, brazenly sweeping over Chen Xuan's body.

From the Adam's apple to the collarbone, and then to the faintly visible lines of the pectoral muscles beneath the water's surface.

"Tsk."

As Su Chang'an watched, he sighed inwardly.

This unfilial son may be a bit thin, but he has quite the build.

With broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his muscle lines are smooth yet not exaggerated, giving him a strong and muscular appearance.

No wonder he's the son I raised; with that physique and looks, he'd be a top-tier male god in the Northern Region... ugh, a truly divine being.

As he looked at it, Su Chang'an felt his face getting hot.

Although he's our own son, he's still a grown man.

The hormonal aura was too overwhelming; even in her spiritual state, she felt she couldn't handle it.

Just as Su Chang'an was watching with great interest...

Chen Xuan, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

The two gazes met with perfect precision.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Su Chang'an froze.

She maintained the pose of peeking through her hands, forgetting to close them completely.

On that stunningly beautiful face hung a bizarre expression that mixed "motherly relief" with "the lewdness of an old pervert."

The worst part was that she blushed.

It's as red as a monkey's bottom.

Chen Xuan was taken aback.

In the past, those inner demons, when faced with such situations, would either strip naked and pounce on you for pleasure, or they would act like shameless sluts, doing everything they could to seduce you.

Never before has a demon in my heart been like this.

While covering her eyes to appear reserved, she secretly peeked through her wide-open fingers.

Would you blush if you got caught?

That shyness that emanated from her very bones, and that flustered panic of having done something wrong, were so vivid.

It was so vivid that Chen Xuan's heart, which had been dormant, suddenly skipped a beat.

Will inner demons blush?

Would inner demons react this way?

The moment that thought popped into his head, Chen Xuan forcefully suppressed it.

You can't believe it.

This is definitely a more sophisticated method.

It was to lower his guard, to make him believe it was real, and then to stab him hard.

A dark glint flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes.

Since you want to act, I'll play along to the end.

Let's see how long you can keep up this act.

"Splash!"

Chen Xuan suddenly stood up from the water.

There was no warning whatsoever.

He stood up straight, with most of his body above the water.

Water droplets slid down his muscular chest, across his abdominal muscles, and finally disappeared into the water.

This sudden "handsome man emerging from the bath" image caused a massive visual shock to Su Chang'an.

"hiss--"

Su Chang'an gasped and swallowed hard.

The gaps between the fingers covering her eyes widened even further.

This unfilial son... he has no martial ethics!

Who would take their bird out for a walk just because they disagreed with someone?

Even though the wooden barrels are covering the vital parts, the visual effect is still absolutely stunning.

"Is it pretty?"

Chen Xuan's voice was deep and husky, carrying a languid quality as if he had just taken a bath, and also a hint of extremely dangerous allure.

Su Chang'an had a sudden thought and subconsciously nodded.

"So...so big...no, so beautiful."

As soon as the words left her mouth, she wanted to slap herself.

What kind of insolent and lewd words are these!

Before she could recover, Chen Xuan suddenly moved.

He stretched out his hand, and that large, wet hand pierced straight through the void.

Within this realm of his consciousness, he has absolute control over his soul.

That hand grabbed Su Chang'an's wrist.

My palms were burning hot and damp with water.

"What are you doing, you unfilial son!"

Su Chang'an exclaimed in surprise.

The next second, an irresistible force came.

The world spun around.

"Thump!"

A huge splash of water rose up and spilled all over the ground.

Su Chang'an was pulled into the wooden tub.

Although she was in a divine body, under Chen Xuan's obsession, she felt a real sense of suffocation. Warm water instantly enveloped her entire body, her red clothes were soaked through, clinging tightly to her body and outlining her graceful curves.

She frantically tried to get up.

But she found herself trapped in a burning hot embrace.

Chen Xuan sat in the tub, his arms gripping her waist tightly like iron clamps.

Su Chang'an's back was pressed tightly against Chen Xuan's chest.

The two were in an extremely intimate position in the cramped bathtub.

"Let go! You unfilial son! Are you trying to rebel?"

Su Chang'an was filled with shame and indignation, struggling and cursing at the same time.

What kind of situation is this?

If this gets out, won't she lose all face?

"Don't move."

Chen Xuan's voice was right next to his ear, and his hot breath sprayed on the back of Su Chang'an's neck, raising goosebumps.

He didn't let go; instead, he hugged her even tighter.

The realistic touch, the feeling of soft, warm jade in his arms, was causing his rationality to crumble little by little.

It's so realistic.

That's really outrageous.

Chen Xuan lowered his head and looked at the fair and slender neck of the person in his arms.

A primal urge, mixed with three years of suppressed longing, instantly broke through the dam.

He opened his mouth.

With a ferocity almost like a wild beast hunting its prey, it took a bite.

It wasn't a neck bite.

Instead, it bit the tip of Su Chang'an's furry fox ear, which had popped out due to his excitement and nervousness.

"Hmm!"

Su Chang'an trembled violently.

A tingling, electric-like sensation instantly spread from the tips of my ears throughout my entire body.

That was the most sensitive spot for the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox.

Normally, even a light touch would make it go limp for ages, let alone being bitten so hard.

"Eek~"

An uncontrollable whimper escaped from Su Chang'an's throat.

Her voice was sweet and soft, almost dripping with tenderness.

Su Chang'an went limp instantly, collapsing into Chen Xuan's arms, completely powerless.

Her face turned so red it was almost bleeding, and even her toes curled up.

Chen Xuan felt the trembling of the person in his arms.

He could feel her rapid breathing and the fox ears trembling in his mouth as if startled.

His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of his chest.

Would inner demons react this way?

Would a demon make this sound if it bit your ear?

will not.

The inner demons will only cling to him, using even more lewd methods to seduce him.

There would never be such a deep-seated shyness and sensitivity.

The feel of this touch... is so realistic.

It really scared him.

Chen Xuan slowly loosened his teeth.

Looking at the fox ear that he had bitten, now wet and red, a hint of struggle flashed in his eyes.

Madness and reason are locked in a fierce struggle.

He wanted to believe it was true.

I want to believe that she really is back.

But... what if this is fake?

What if this is just a means to make him completely fall into depravity?

Once he believes it, once he gets caught up in it, the despair he feels when he wakes up will drive him completely insane.

You can't believe it.

You absolutely cannot believe it.

Chen Xuan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the urge to meld the person in his arms into his very bones.

He held Su Chang'an down in the water to prevent her from moving around.

He then tilted his head back and leaned against the edge of the bucket.

He raised an arm and covered his eyes.

It concealed the panic and deep affection that were about to overflow from his eyes.

"Don't move."

Chen Xuan's voice was terribly hoarse, as if he had a handful of sand in his mouth.

"Since it's a demon in your heart, you should do your job of warming the bed."

Even in the water.

"Behave yourself."

Su Chang'an huddled in the water, covering his burning ear with both hands.

She looked at this unfilial son who was clearly moved, his body tense, yet still stubbornly refusing to admit it.

I was so angry my teeth were itching.

Row.

Chen Xuan, you just wait.

Once my true form appears, I'm going to hang you from a tree and beat you for three days and three nights!

Su Chang'an gritted his teeth, but in the end, he didn't dare to move.

Because she sensed it.

The burning hot body behind me is undergoing some ominous changes.

This unfilial son... he's really grown up.

Silence returned to the cabin.

Only the sound of water occasionally ripples through the air.

The two remained in this extremely strange and ambiguous position, soaking in a tub.

No one spoke.

Only two hearts, in different chests, beat equally fast.