Volume 1, Chapter 2 – You Should Call Me “Dear Father”

Outside the main hall Song Shixuan lingered, his gaze fixed on the door for what felt like an eternity.

A spark of suspicion flickered in his eyes.

"What's going on? Why isn't that fox demon reacting at all?" he muttered under his breath. "I clearly activated the effect of my yang energy using the secret technique. She should have already started to feel sexually agitated!"

"It's impossible for there to be no reaction at all?"

A glimmer of determination flashed across Song Shixuan's face.

The plan he concocted was undeniably risky—like walking a tightrope stretched over an abyss. One wrong move and it could all come crashing down.

But, as the saying goes, great wealth comes from great risks.

Having gone this far, he couldn't afford to mess up now!

With a firm resolve, Song Shixuan stepped forward, striding toward the main hall.

"Sister Zhuxin, I'm coming in!" he called out, reaching for the tightly shut door.

The door resisted, locked tight. It didn't budge, but it groaned under his push.

Inside, Lu Zhuxin's hair stood on end.

"What's going on? I didn't write this part!" she exclaimed, panic rising in her voice. "In the original text, Song Shixuan only entered after getting Ming Zhaoxi's consent!"

[System detected that due to the host's prolonged lack of response, this miniature world's Heavenly Dao is intervening, forcibly pushing the plot forward.]

[It is estimated that in thirty seconds, Song Shixuan, the male protagonist of this miniature world, will break down the door.]

[Please make a choice, host!]

[Option one: Lawful good route.]

[Please continue to follow the original plot, without changing or interfering with the original narrative.]

"Ah?" Lu Zhuxin's face twitched in disbelief. She felt like punching the system. "You call this saving me?! This is abandoning me to die!"

"Do you want me to become a creampuff?!"

"I advise you to be kind!"

[Tsk—]

Lu Zhuxin could almost hear the system's disappointed tsk.

This so-called savior wanted to turn her into a creampuff?

[Ming Zhaoxi's resentment stems from the unfair fate you arranged for her. If you personally experience what she went through, that resentment will vanish.]

The system explained matter-of-factly.

[The host can also be saved.]

"I refuse this kind of salvation!" Lu Zhuxin shot back, the corner of her eyes twitched.

[Then I'll select the second mission route for you.]

[Chaotic Evil Route]

"Chaotic evil?" Lu Zhuxin asked, her voice laced with uncertainty. "Why does that sound so dangerous?"

[Seize the protagonist's luck in this world, destroy his destiny and everything he has.]

[Friendly reminder: Before completely depriving the protagonist of his destiny, he cannot be killed by anyone. So please don't use shortcuts, host.]

[Mission route selected, reloading mission system.]

[Friendly reminder: The chaotic evil route is extremely difficult and extremely dangerous.]

"Wait! You haven't told me what to do yet!"

"When Song Shixuan bursts in later, am I going to get ravaged?!"

[Ding! System officially started.]

[Injecting Fox Monarch cultivation into the host.]

Heavenly Tribulation passed. Half-step ascension. Eight realms of cultivation, Mahayana stage.

An inexplicable power surged through Lu Zhuxin's body.

"This is… the feeling of having spiritual powers in a xianhuan world?" she mused, raising her hand in wonder.

Just then, the door exploded open as Song Shixuan charged in, sword drawn.

He paused, eyes locking on Lu Zhuxin.

"Sister Zhuxin, seeing that you haven't made a sound for so long, I thought something happened to you."

"Are you alright, Sister Zhuxin?" he asked, cautiously approaching her.

Without the door as a barrier, the earthy scent of grass and trees enveloped her, becoming even stronger.

Even as a disciple of a righteous sect, he radiated an untamed allure, pheromones wafting like those of a wild beast.

"Heh…"

Lu Zhuxin sneered, simmering with anger.

With her newfound Mahayana stage cultivation, her resistance to his scent surged.

At least now, she was certain she wouldn't lose control.

She fixed her gaze on Song Shixuan and declared, "You just called me Zhuxin? Is that a name you think you can use?"

"Get that disgusting smell off you!"

A chill ran down Song Shixuan's spine as he felt an ominous shift in the air.

A boundless might of Heaven and Earth bore down on him, and his eyes widened in realization.

He recognized it—the oppressive presence of the nine-tailed Fox Monarch at the eighth realm!

The Fox Monarch was furious! She was enraged!

Song Shixuan couldn't shake the feeling that things went horribly wrong.

Suddenly, the nine-tailed fox demon launched a fierce attack, delivering a powerful kick right to his head.

With a resounding thud, Song Shixuan was sent flying backward.

But as Lu Zhuxin executed the kick, a jolt of pain struck her heart, as if lightning had struck.

She doubled over, spitting out a mouthful of blood, her eyes wide with disbelief.

"System, what's happening?" she gasped.

[Host, this system warned you, you know.]

[Song Shixuan is the protagonist of this miniature world, the destined son of the Heaven.]

[You've violated the original plot, and attacking him recklessly will bring punishment from the Heavenly Dao!]

[Furthermore, even if you unleashed your full strength, it would be futile against him.]

Lu Zhuxin glanced towards the door.

Song Shixuan, having been kicked away, was already getting back on his feet.

He looked a bit dazed, but remarkably, he was unharmed.

After taking a full-force kick from an eighth-realm Mahayana cultivator, he stood there, completely unscathed.

Is this what it means to be a protagonist shielded by the Heavenly Dao of this miniature world?

A wave of helplessness washed over Lu Zhuxin.

"This world is just too much."

"He's clearly cheating! He's not even pretending!"

"What good is my eighth-realm cultivation against this?"

[Host dear, the system has already warned you!]

[The chaotic evil route is extremely treacherous, and one misstep could lead to your downfall.]

[If you fail, it won't just mean becoming a creampuff.]

[You'll be trapped in this miniature world, endlessly cycling through the torment of being a creampuff.]

[Like… eternal… descent… into… hell!]

A shiver ran down Lu Zhuxin's spine.

"Hey! This second route is even more outrageous than the first!!"

[That's the nature of chaotic evil.]

[But remember, as long as the host doesn't fail, you won't end up like that.]

"Heh…"

"The catch is that I can't fail, right?"

Lu Zhuxin rubbed her forehead, her expression darkening.

"Alright, it's just that I can't fail. Watch me ace this on my first try!"

[The system looks forward to the host's performance!]

[After all, this is the route the host chose.]

Lu Zhuxin took a deep breath, her gaze sharpening as it locked onto the distant figure of Song Shixuan.

After the forceful kick she had delivered, the secret technique enveloping him had shattered. The oppressive scent of grass and trees that had irked her senses was gone, leaving her feeling momentarily lighter.

"Song Shixuan!" she called out, rising to her feet and making her way toward him.

"Fox Monarch…" Panic flashed across Song Shixuan's face.

His meticulously crafted plan was unraveling before him. Why had it failed? Did this cunning fox see through his intentions? No, that couldn't be!

Suddenly, clarity washed over him. An eighth-realm expert was a force to be reckoned with, yet he stood unscathed after her kick. It meant she had held back—he hadn't been exposed, and that kick was merely a warning!

"Young Master Song, the name 'Zhuxin' doesn't suit your lips," Lu Zhuxin said, a grin spreading across her face.

As she regarded the male protagonist she had created, a thought crossed her mind: Since I can't eliminate him just yet, I won't completely burn my bridges.

"I would prefer you to address me as 'Dear Father'," she declared.

In this miniature world that she authored, Song Shixuan was her creation. Naturally, he was her son.

Song Shixuan's eyes widened in disbelief.

What did this fox demon mean? She wanted him to be her son?

The sheer disgrace of it all! How could he possibly accept such a proposal?

Yet, he couldn't ignore the reality that this fox demon was an eighth-realm cultivator. She had yet to uncover his intentions, and her earlier kick was likely a warning for his rashness in trying to enter uninvited.

Perhaps it was best to play along for now and bide his time.

His eyes flickered with calculation.

As her 'son', Lu Zhuxin was keenly aware of this rascal's wicked thoughts.

I want to treat you as my son, but you're secretly plotting against me?

At that moment, Lu Zhuxin reconsidered her decision.

Song Shixuan stepped forward, preparing to bow to Lu Zhuxin.

"Indeed, the way that the Fox Monarch treats me is like that of a—"

Oh my god, this audacious bastard actually dared to voice it!

Lu Zhuxin was afraid she would die from cringe.

Before Song Shixuan could utter the word "father", Lu Zhuxin cut him off.

"I told you to call me that, so you call me that? Young Master Song's backbone is truly admirable!"

His expression froze, and his face morphed into a palette of colors, reminiscent of a dye shop.

Lu Zhuxin reveled in his discomfort. After simmering with anger all day, seeing this arrogant bastard brought low was a sweet relief.

"Young Master Song, we've had quite the conversation today."

"Is there anything else you want to discuss with me?"

"If not, then please stay at Fox Palace for a while."

Song Shixuan was taken aback. What did the Fox Monarch mean? Was she planning to imprison him?

Didn't she not suspect him?

"Your Majesty is too kind!" he quickly replied. "It's just that I've been away from the sect for so long, and if I don't return soon, my fellow disciples will start to worry."

"Oh? Young Master Song, are you refusing to show this Monarch some respect?"

Lu Zhuxin's expression turned icy.

She couldn't lash out at him directly, but a little intimidation wouldn't hurt.

"That's not what I meant."

Song Shixuan's palms began to sweat.

Being near an eighth-realm expert was perilous, and right now, he felt utterly powerless.

What he didn't realize was that Lu Zhuxin found him just as bothersome as he found her.

"Since that's not what you meant, then please."

Lu Zhuxin feigned ignorance of the resistance etched across his face.

With a wave of her hand, she summoned the maidservants of Fox Palace.

"Take Young Master Song away and treat him well!"

Two highly cultivated fox maidservants rushed forward, swiftly escorting Song Shixuan away.

He opened his mouth to protest. But before he could utter a word, a hand covered it.

This wasn't hospitality! It was outright imprisonment!

Initially, Lu Zhuxin had thought of simply tossing this irritating man out—out of sight, out of mind.

But considering his cheat ability, she concluded it would be safer to keep him within her sights.

The last thing she wanted was for him to sneak out, recharge his yang energy, and skyrocket his cultivation.

That thought was utterly revolting.

Lu Zhuxin had learned never to underestimate the potential of the male protagonist she had crafted.