The Female Fox Spirit Gets Spoiled by the Big Shot

Chapter 141

On the ground lay a notebook.

It was something that the woman in the black robe had unintentionally dropped from her pocket during the fight.

Zhi Yao bent down and picked up the cowhide notebook. One could tell that the notebook was quite old.

Not only was it yellowed and tattered, but it also carried a strange scent.

The young lady flipped through it casually, and what caught her eye... were some words.

This must have been the diary of the woman in the black robe.

The dates recorded stopped at 1985.

Without time to inspect closely, Zhi Yao skimmed through it and learned the name of the woman in the black robe – Ji Lingshan.

What was recorded here were not really diary entries, but rather Ji Lingshan's notes on learning to capture supernatural creatures.

There was nothing particularly strange in the beginning, but Zhi Yao's gaze fell upon the last page.

"Xuanling Town..." the young lady murmured: "Where is this place?"

She had never heard of such a place before.

Xuanling Town?

Pei Chiyao was also taken aback, his gaze also landing on the notebook.

Why did this place sound somewhat familiar to him?

It seemed... he had heard of it somewhere.

Before he could ponder further, a man's voice interrupted their thoughts.

"Father! Father! Why are you covered in blood!"

Ling Er arrived late, and the usually calm expression on her face was rarely one of shock.

At this moment, Ling Jue had reverted to his human form.

His complexion was slightly pale, and there was fresh blood on his hands and body, his injuries appearing much more severe than Pei Chiyao's.

Ling Er had also sustained some minor injuries, but nothing too serious.

He quickly walked over and supported Ling Jue.

Ling Jue waved his hand, "I'm fine, it's just..."

He looked at Ling Er, wanting to say something but hesitating, as Ling Er had already guessed what his father was about to say.

"Father, don't worry, I know the situation here earlier and have already had people clean up all traces, making sure your identity won't be exposed."

Hearing this, Ling Er only then nodded.

Immediately after, he shook off Ling Er's supporting hand and said, "No need for you to support me. What happened to you all? Just a few feeble humans, yet you wasted so much time on them!"

The woman in the black robe had only appeared later, and Ling Er's identity had also not been exposed, so to them, that woman in the black robe did not pose a threat.

But it turned out that it was Shen Xiong who had trapped Ling Er.

If that was the case, he would have personally beaten Ling Er up right then!

This vigorous demeanor showed no signs of injury at all...

Ling Er was about to speak when Pei Chiyao beat him to the explanation, "Uncle Ling, some things happened in between. I'll tell you in detail later. It's not advisable to linger here for too long now, as people will come to clean up the scene soon. Rest assured, this incident won't cause any stir in the human world."

"That's good then." Ling Jue glanced at Pei Chiyao. This brat had stolen all the limelight today.

Recalling that he not only failed to put up a show in front of his daughter but had also been injured, Ling Jue felt his heart ache.

However, he did not expect that Zhi Yao would then take the initiative to walk over.

"Father, are you alright?" The young lady looked at Ling Jue with concern and wanted to support him but hesitated after recalling how he had shaken off Ling Er's hand earlier.

But before she could withdraw her hand, the previously standing Ling Jue suddenly said, "Ugh, I feel so dizzy..."

"Father!" Zhi Yao immediately reached out to support him.

Seeing his daughter's concern for him, Ling Jue felt both moved and satisfied.

Zhi Yao was no longer afraid of him...

Ling Er, who saw through Ling Jue's trick, was speechless.

Pei Chiyao glanced at the old wolf and suddenly spoke up as well, "My wound hurts too."

His tone was calm and unruffled, showing not a hint of pain.

His expression was also expressionless.

Who would have thought that upon hearing this, Zhi Yao panicked and was about to let go of Ling Jue to check on Pei Chiyao's injuries.

But before she could take half a step, Ling Jue swayed as if he was about to faint. If Zhi Yao had not been supporting him, he would have almost fallen down.

"No good... no good..." Ling Jue said weakly, "I feel my wound is getting worse..."

Ling Er: "..." Dammit, your wounds were clearly healing by themselves, weren't they?!

How had he not realized before that his dad could be so shameless?!

"Father..." Zhi Yao seemed a bit at a loss. "Are you alright? Second Brother, come help support Father..."

As soon as she said this, Ling Jue immediately stood up straight. "No problem, no problem. I just felt a bit dizzy earlier, but I'm fine now."

Zhi Yao was taken aback. Really, that fast?

Pei Chiyao sneered upon seeing this. "Zhi Yao, look."

He rolled up his sleeve, revealing a rather gruesome wound with torn flesh and skin – a horrifying sight.

Zhi Yao gasped in shock and promptly forgot about Ling Jue, turning to Ling Er, "Second Brother, please help support Father."

Ling Er really did not want to get involved, but he had no choice but to hold Ling Jue up while enduring the latter's glares.

Zhi Yao hurriedly went over to examine Pei Chiyao's wound with concern.

In this round, Pei Chiyao had clearly won.

Ling Jue was so angry that he wanted to slash himself with a knife to create a large wound, but doing so would expose his fake vulnerability, and he was afraid of upsetting Zhi Yao...

So he could only glare at Pei Chiyao.

Brat, brat, brat!

No one noticed that at this moment, the dagger embedded in Ji Lingshan's body was humming... as if it was wailing.

Zhi Yao's ears caught this strange sound, and the young lady couldn't help but freeze. "Did you all... hear anything?"

"No." Ling Er did not hear anything.

Pei Chiyao narrowed his eyes and looked behind him.

At the very moment he turned around, the dagger seemed to sense the same thing and suddenly pulled itself out of Ji Lingshan's corpse, flying straight towards Zhi Yao's feet.

Strangely, there was not a single drop of blood on its blade.

It kept trembling on the ground, as if crying.

Zhi Yao squatted down and picked up the dagger, examining it closely.

This action startled Ling Jue so much that he forgot to pretend to be weak, and hastily said, "Zhi Yao! Be careful not to get hurt by it."

No sooner had he spoken than the sheath that had fallen not far away also flew up automatically, and the blade directly inserted itself into the sheath.

Zhi Yao couldn't help but open her eyes wide, "Could it really be afraid of hurting me?"

Upon hearing this, the sword in her hand shook even more violently.

At this point, Zhi Yao also noticed that there seemed to be three characters carved on the hilt of the sword...