The Nightmare Experience of a Useless Person

Legend has it that the foxes of Qiuyeping are extraordinary, able to cultivate to obtain nine tails, each tail representing a life, thus achieving immortality. However, no one has ever seen a fox with a missing tail.

Perhaps it was because the price of living towards death was unbearable. The pain of losing her tail was like being shattered to pieces. Bai Chan, who was fleeing all the way, did not have much hope. She just thought that even if she died halfway, she wanted to fulfill Mangya's wish. If she was lucky, if she was lucky... She did not dare to think about it. The excruciating pain behind her was a constant reminder that luck was too rare.

The boundary between the human world and Linmengyuan is a desolate mountain. Bai Chan was lucky; the day he left Linmengyuan was the only day with good weather in over a month.

The sky was clear and blue, the wind was gentle and the sun was shining brightly. The bright sunlight was like a mother's warm hand, stroking her fur again and again. A soft feeling welled up in her heart, and the long-lost sense of happiness made her incredibly vulnerable, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"I'm a little... a little homesick." She tilted her head, closed her eyes, and tried not to let the tears fall, but the tears still dampened her eyelashes, making them shine like stars in the sunlight.

Mangya gently stroked her face with his fingers and whispered, "Then let's go home, okay?"

Go home, back to the home that belongs to them. If Bai Chan is willing to stay in Linmengyuan, he will stay by her side every step of the way and spend the rest of his life making up for the harm he caused her.

"No, I miss Qiuyeping a little." The little fox raised her hand and grasped Mangya's cold wrist—a wrist that even the sunlight of the human world could not warm.

Mangya lowered his head and smiled faintly, laughing at his own wishful thinking. Feelings gained through deception cannot be called love, and a house transformed by spiritual power cannot be considered a home. How could his broken remaining life compensate for the little fox's life that should have been free and joyful?

He looked up, wanting to see the sun, but in that instant, dark clouds gathered and a torrential downpour began.

It was divine punishment, the divine punishment he knew best. Mangya took the little fox's hand and hurriedly tried to take her back, back to the dark underground, where at least she wouldn't get hurt.

"Should I go back now?" At this moment, Bai Chan was calmer than she had imagined.

Mangya stood frozen in place, his handsome face lowered. He dared not look up, and was even afraid to meet Bai Chan's eyes.

"I really was too stupid; I figured out so many things too late." She smiled, but there was no blame in her words. "You're the vixen in the brothel, and you're also the blind winemaker in the back room, aren't you?"

Bai Chan tentatively raised his hand, his small palm barely covering his face, only just enough to cover his eyes. Even without those captivating eyes, his high nose and beautiful lips were still striking.

"How did you know?" Her beautiful lips opened and closed, producing a pleasant sound.

"I saw the red mole on your neck." She poked Mangya's shoulder hard; there was evidence there.

He remained motionless on the vast horizon; he deserved the pain.

Bai Chan blinked, a red blush of grievance floating beneath her phoenix eyes. "Your weakness is a pretense, your wounds are intentional, and your tears are fake. You took advantage of my pity and trust, leading me step by step into your trap."

"Yes, that's me. I pretend to be someone else for my own selfish desires, I act hypocritically, I'll do anything, even if it means hurting the innocent." He finally dared to look Bai Chan in the eye and tear himself naked in front of her.

Bai Chan didn't cry, but he couldn't stop crying. Mangya raised his hand and wiped away his tears with his sleeve. He hated that these tears were trying to make him look innocent.

"But your pain is real, and your desire is real." The little fox gently rubbed his head, soothing the man's emotions. At this moment, she felt as if she had grown up, while this god who had lived through countless years seemed like a child venting his emotions.

"Cutting off your tail probably isn't enough. How can I get you out of Linmengyuan?" Bai Chan's words were direct and to the point.

At this moment, Mangya was at a loss. He wanted to explain, apologize, and dig out his true feelings to beg for his lover's forgiveness. However, he was too confused. "The Divine Core, only a fox that survives with its tail severed can receive the Dream God's Divine Core, and only then can I leave."

He was a thoroughly evil person, a desperately evil person.

"I still want to grant your wish." Bai Chan smiled, a relaxed smile, like a gardenia in full bloom in summer, dazzling and pure. "I will fulfill my duties as a god, and I will accept the punishment I deserve. You may leave."

Bai Chan activated the divine core within Mangya's body. Although her body was very weak, she easily separated the divine core. She smiled, realizing that she, Bai Chan, was not as useless as others had described.

"Heavenly lightning isn't just talk; you can't withstand it." Mangya gripped the little fox's hand tightly, but she broke free.

"Your divine core is very powerful. It carries the wishes of countless living beings. I can already feel it. It will help me overcome the pain of losing my tail and make me the god of Linmengyuan. It will also protect me in your place."

Bai Chan stumbled to her feet and fell into Bai Tao's arms, pulling her close and clinging tightly to her beloved.

"Bai Tao, Bai Yang, thank you. Although we won't be able to see each other often in the future, I will miss you... Please let my father know that I am safe and sound. Tell him that his daughter has encountered a great opportunity and has become very successful. Haha, if you have some free time, please take good care of my mother. She is prone to headaches."

"Okay." Yu Qingjun lowered his head slightly and gently pressed his cheek against her ear. "We definitely will."

"Bai Tao, love is tiring, but I still wish you happiness." After saying that, Bai Chan turned around, tears welling up in her eyes, but she didn't want anyone to see her tears. She gritted her teeth, suppressed her trembling, and walked away gracefully.

No, I can't let her go back alone. Mangya took two steps forward and grabbed her arm, but Bai Chan pushed him away. Her voice was cold and devoid of any tenderness. "From now on, you are not allowed to enter Linmengyuan without my permission."

Her hand, clasped loosely, felt empty. The vast wilderness could no longer hold onto the little fox. All the debates about love, hate, deception, and pity were left behind in this desolate place.

And he finally became an ordinary person as he wished, enjoying the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, and the myriad worldly affairs bestowed upon him by the little fox.

She walked alone on the dark path, her steps firm, without even glancing back, step by step, until she finally disappeared from sight into the vast expanse. Before her eyes were blurry tears, and in her ears were flashes of lightning and thunder.

Streaks of lightning wove a fine net, cleaving through the gloom shrouded in dark clouds. The world was instantly plunged into a deathly white. Rolling thunder rolled over the churning clouds, gathering into a single burst before exploding with a deafening roar, silencing all other sounds in the world.

"So what do we do?" Jiang Zhiyang asked tentatively. "Should we go back to Qiuyeping or turn back to find Bai Chan?"

"Let's return to Linmengyuan."

"Then what about him?"

The disheveled man huddled in a ball, burying his face in his arms, his body convulsing from crying.

"You reap what you sow, and you will perish on your own."

……

The rolling thunder continued, leaving scars on Bai Chan's slender arms just like those on Mangya. When Jiang Zhiyang and Yu Qingjun returned to Linmengyuan, she was sitting alone by the river, gazing at the dried-up water, her fingertips repeatedly rubbing the scabbed wounds.

She didn't die; in fact, she seemed to be in good spirits.

"Bai Chan!" Jiang Zhiyang called out from afar, but the little fox didn't react at all. Didn't he hear him? He jogged forward, getting closer step by step, but Bai Chan still acted as if he hadn't seen him.

"What's wrong with her?"