After school, he was then offered himself to a succubus

However, after being treated in the fishpond infused with Zhang Chen's yang energy, the wound will heal quickly.

"Immortal!" A little carp poked its head out and blew bubbles at him.

"How did you meet Tu Shan Han Su?" Zhang Chen asked.

"We tried to leap over the Dragon Gate in the Yellow River! But we failed each time, and failure meant certain death... It was the Fox Spirit who saved us when she passed by!"

Zhang Chen was stunned. The Yellow River was not close to Ning'an. Did Tu Shan Han Su travel to such a far place every day? What was she doing?

"Carp leaping over the dragon gate?"

"Yes, immortal!" the little carp exclaimed, blowing bubbles.

"If you leap over the Dragon Gate, will you truly become a dragon?"

"Of course! However, the last time a carp succeeded was before that."

"?"

How long ago was the last time?

"Fifteen hundred years ago! An immortal!"

"Since the hope is so slim, why risk your life just for a meteoric rise to power?"

The carp were blowing bubbles, as if they were laughing.

"No, sir! When we leap over the Dragon Gate, we use each other's strength and stack ourselves up. The fish in front jumps into the air and uses its back as a springboard to lift up its companions behind it, one after another! That's how all the carp in front die!"

"Besides, becoming a true dragon is much more tiring than being a carp! No carp wants to be a true dragon!"

"How is that possible? Aren't dragons supposed to be able to ride the clouds and mist?"

"Immortal! You've never been a fish, so how would you know the joy of a fish! Our memory only lasts seven seconds, so everything we see every second is new! Every second of life is wonderful!"

"On the contrary, after becoming monsters, our memories improved, and we were never as happy as before."

"Becoming a dragon means living for a very, very long time, experiencing many, many difficult things. We dare not even imagine how painful that would be!"

"Fifteen hundred years ago, that true dragon was heartbroken by a human. It has been depressed ever since and has disappeared without a trace. The river is no longer protected by a dragon, which forces us to leap over the Dragon Gate once again!"

"Alright, I'll name you all then, um... from oldest to youngest: Old Fish, Big Fish, Medium Fish, Little Fish..."

"Immortal! What about me? What about me!" the smallest carp exclaimed, blowing bubbles.

"Your name is Jinzai."

"?"

"Zhang Chen, dinner's ready," Tu Shan Han Su called out.

"Here it is." Zhang Chen rubbed his arms. It was unusually cold tonight; something felt off.

On the dining table, there were three dishes and a soup, all of which looked, smelled, and tasted delicious.

In the realm of Fox Spirit Little Chef, Tu Shan Han Su is still considered the most authoritative source.

As soon as Zhang Chen sat down, a pair of snow-white feet stretched out from under the table, as nimble as snakes, and slipped between his trouser legs.

Rubbing.

He paused, losing his appetite.

“After a demon transforms, its feet are usually more agile than its hands.” Tu Shan Han Su stomped her feet, her pretty face expressionless. “For example, I am a fox. Before I transformed, I didn’t have hands, only front legs and hind legs.”

"That's good."

"Have you talked to the carp?" she asked.

"We've already talked."

“They’re quite interesting; they don’t actually like immortality…” Tu Shan Han Su picked up an oyster stuffed with goji berries and put it in Zhang Chen’s bowl. “Actually, this is what most monsters think.”

“If a monster doesn’t engage with the world, it’s boring no matter how long it lives. But once it does engage with the world, very few monsters can live for more than a thousand years.”

"The human world is too prosperous, yet too bitter. Thousands of years of experience are enough to drive them mad. Sometimes, being sober is a kind of pain," she said softly.

“Clever monsters will choose to live in the world for a few decades and then go into seclusion for a few hundred years to forget the troubles of the human world. When they return to the world, it will be a new world.”

"So this is... you?" Zhang Chen asked, panting heavily.

"Well, there are also some not-so-bright monsters who are willing to endure thousands of years of torment in their lucidity just to wait for someone."

Tu Shan Han Su put down her chopsticks and bowl, quickening the rubbing of her feet as she looked at him coldly, "Did you see that stupid bird today?"

"..."

Zhang Chen was stunned. If it weren't for the incredibly smooth and delicate feet of Miss Fox, he would have been scared out of his wits.

This was the first time Tu Shan Han Su had mentioned other female demons to him.

What did that bird do to you?

Chapter 48 Snow in June

"I've seen you before, what's wrong?"

"Nothing much." Tu Shan Han Su pouted slightly, her long legs suddenly felt a little numb, she shivered, and couldn't help but frown.

Zhang Chen avoided eye contact.

Miss Fox rolled her eyes at him, withdrew her long legs, picked up a piece of paper, and began wiping it.

"Bear with it, this is to train you," she scoffed.

"No, I didn't, those weren't..."

"Shut up." Tu Shan Han Su's face flushed red, and she stepped on him. "Of course I know what this is. If it were really Yang Yuan, you would have burned my legs off."

"Is it really that exaggerated..." Zhang Chen asked, stunned. "Then how am I supposed to continue the family line?"

“It’s fine inside the body,” Tu Shan Han Su explained. “Outside, it’s the most potent venom in the world, but inside, it’s a divine medicine that female demons crave.”

It's so astringent, but I don't know why it's astringent.

"Or, you can control it yourself, extract the yang energy from it, and make those smelly things no different from normal men."

Tu Shan Han Su pondered for a moment, then, as if no one else was around, picked up the tissue and smelled it... revealing a momentary dazed expression.

Zhang Chen stared at her in shock.

She paused for a moment, then stuffed the tissue back into her pocket.

"I'm assessing your physical condition," Miss Fox said. "It's the same principle as taking a urine test at the vet; a fox's nose is more sensitive than a dog's."

"Oh, thank you," Zhang Chen said, indicating his understanding.

"If you feel it's unfair, you can smell me if you want," Tu Shan Han Su muttered again. "At least I smell good."

"..."

Baby, how can you not laugh when you say things like that?

"Let's talk about it later."

Zhang Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and tentatively asked:

"You don't have any objections to me going to see Lin Yinmeng?"

"What objection could I possibly have? Just remember that the only fairy you love is me. Live well for the next three years, and when the time is up, I will take you to Tushan."

"..."

Tu Shan Han Su sighed softly, "I can't stop you, you've always been like this."

Is it really that good?

"You said some monsters aren't smart, what's going on?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Do you know about the Cicada Demon?" Tu Shan Han Su asked.

"know."

Do you know why they are in such a hurry to sing loudly?

"mating."

"That counts as one. Are there any others besides that?"

"Uh... make the most of your time? Come to this world without regrets, after all, you're going to die soon."

"Hmm." Tu Shan Han Su shrugged. "That stupid bird, isn't she also making the most of her time to sing her song?"

Zhang Chen was suddenly stunned, and then he realized why Tu Shan Han Su didn't care.

"She's dying?"

"What, she didn't tell you?" Miss Fox retorted. "I awoke once five hundred years ago and tried to persuade her once as well."

"She's really stupid, Zhang Chen." Tu Shan Han Su said this, her eyes revealing a touch of empathetic sadness.

Even the most loyal dog knows it can't wait in vain.

"But because of your words, she is sometimes in the north, sometimes in the south, sometimes in the Central Plains... Over a thousand years have passed, and she has probably flown over every inch of the sky in the Celestial Empire. Her spirit is almost exhausted."

"The books you wrote for the monsters were all sung into songs by her and spread far and wide, which changed the perceptions of many monsters and allowed monsters of all sizes to read and cultivate themselves."

"What did I say?" Zhang Chen asked.

Tu Shan Han Su remained silent, only covering her feet, which had just been defiled by Zhang Chen, and exhaling a puff of mist.

Suddenly, thunder rumbled outside the door, but instead of a downpour, a gentle drizzle began to fall, causing the mice in the yard to scurry about in panic.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak! This rain is so cold! So cold!"

The mice carried the sleeping rabbit into the house, and the little golden retriever and the calico cat also sneaked in.

Zhang Chen was taken aback, carefully observing the rain outside the door, activating his [Beast Eyes] to discern...

Although the difference was subtle, Zhang Chen could tell that what was floating in the air was not rain.

It was sleet.

But it's the sixth month of the lunar calendar now, the height of summer, where would snow come from?

"Zhang Chen, haven't you noticed that the weather has gotten colder since you got home?" Tu Shan Han Su said, her eyes reflecting the swirling snowflakes.