There’s Something Wrong With These Demonic Women!

Angara had considered whether this man in front of her might have won over all the demonesses, but upon careful consideration, she found it unlikely. To her surprise, this man named Lu Xun did indeed manage to capture the affections of all the demonesses—big, small, and even the little fox, Xuan Shi.

Lu Xun felt a bit embarrassed and didn't know how to respond. He stammered, "I-I couldn't help it."

"You couldn't help it?"

"Winning over the big and little demonesses isn't much of an issue. But taking advantage of the little fox, who is so naive, how could you?" Angara's face darkened as she angrily said, "Do you have any conscience?"

"Oh, come on, I know I was wrong, but now that it's done, there's nothing more I can do." Lu Xun grimaced, saying earnestly, "I will treat all three of them well and won't disappoint their feelings for me. Please, Sister An, trust me."

Rolling her eyes, Angara asked impatiently, "Xuan Yin and Fengxian probably don't know about you and the little fox, right?"

Shaking his head, Lu Xun cautiously replied, "They definitely don't know. If they did, I probably wouldn't be alive now, especially if Sister Miao knew, she'd turn me to ashes."

At this point, Lu Xun shrunk back a little, desperately pleading, "Sister An, please help me. I really don't know what to do now."

"..."

"In your condition, there's no way to help." Angara sighed and calmly said, "If it was just between the big and little demonesses, there might be a chance to fix it. But since you also got involved with the little fox, although she's scolded by Fengxian every day, in reality, Fengxian cares much more about her than Xuan Yin. You should know that."

Lu Xun nodded silently, not daring to interrupt.

"It's difficult."

"Even if a deity came, it would be difficult to save this situation." Angara issued a death notice, declaring Lu Xun's fate.

"No."

"Is there really no chance at all?" Lu Xun gazed at her eagerly, facing the prominent beauty from the Western Regions.

Angara hesitated for a moment and asked, "Did you go all the way with the little fox?"

Lu Xun hastily shook his head and said seriously, "No, never. Although the little fox eagerly wanted me to, I never acted on it. I have never initiated anything with Xuan Shi. This is absolutely true. If it's false, let divine punishment strike me down."

From his words, Angara deduced some details. Initially, she thought he was enticing the little fox, but now it seemed the little fox was experiencing her own feelings. However, considering the typical fox demon's heat period, which usually occurred around a hundred years, and her being over two hundred, it was indeed time for her to experience it.

This situation was tricky.

Getting the little fox away from this young man was unlikely. She was stubborn like a mule and wouldn't easily change her mind. Also, making Lu Xun leave the little fox probably wasn't feasible. Aside from whether he would agree, if he really left the little fox, she would undoubtedly be heartbroken.

"Let's take it step by step for now. I'll tell you when I come up with a plan. For now, I haven't thought of anything." Angara said calmly.

"Okay." Lu Xun didn't push further; he knew this matter wasn't easily resolved. He nodded and replied casually.

"Besides the little fox, are there any other involved with you?" Angara inquired.

"No, there aren't."

Lu Xun didn't dare to tell her about the affair with the widow. She already knew too many of his secrets. If she knew about the widow as well, it would pose a significant threat that he couldn't overlook.

"Why do I feel like there are?" Angara glanced at Lu Xun lying on the bed, appearing somewhat disbelieving.

"No, there isn't anyone. Truly, there isn't. I'm not made of iron, what's the use of having so many?" Lu Xun adamantly denied, answering seriously.

"Uh-huh."

"I'll believe you this time."

Angara pursed her lips and softly said, "Don't continue pretending; it's easy to get caught. After all, they both know about the self-healing ability of a pure Yang body. Given some time, suspicions will arise."

As she finished speaking, she turned and left.

Walking gracefully, Angara swayed her slender waist under her skirt and bent down slowly at the table. She poured herself a cup of tea, sipping it lightly while lost in thought.

Hmm.

The secrets on this young man are more exaggerated than I imagined!

He actually had the guts to win over all these demonesses. How did he manage that? Moreover, how has he managed to stay safe till now? And he surely has other women outside, I just don't know how many.

"Is it a natural talent?"

"This guy is dealing with both demonesses and the fairy, and he's not worried about being drained?" Angara furrowed her brow, muttering to herself. If anyone else was involved to the extent he was, they probably would've met their demise ages ago. Yet, he's managed to survive. Besides natural talent, she couldn't think of any other reason.

"This pure yang body has a reputation that should not be publicized." Angara murmured lightly.

Just then, Miao Fengxian, in a nightgown, walked slowly over and sat beside Angara. She poured herself a cup of tea and took a small sip.

"Did you go to his room last night?" Angara asked.

"Yes."

Miao Fengxian didn't hide, openly admitting, "Su Jingyi did too."

"You two..."

"Let's forget about it. It's none of my business." Angara said calmly, "The young man should be almost recovered today. He should be able to get out of bed. But it's still an internal injury, so he should be careful."

"I understand."

Miao Fengxian nodded, continuing to sip her tea.

In a while, Su Jingyi also joined them, forming a triangular formation around the table. She elegantly poured tea from the teapot.

At this moment, a demoness and a fairy, unusually harmonious, remained silent about the previous night's sleeping arrangements.

…

Initially, Lu Xun wanted to lie down for a few more days, but Angara's words reminded him. After all, Miao Fengxian and Su Jingyi were aware of the capabilities of the pure Yang body. If he continued lying down, suspicions would inevitably arise. So, he decided to get out of bed and move around, although not too quickly, to avoid revealing anything.

During the day, Lu Xun feigned getting up from the bed, engaging in conversations with Miao Fengxian and Su Jingyi. Occasionally, he acted as a mediator to resolve sudden conflicts between them. Occasionally, he found time to use the spiritual mirror to comfort the lonely widow. In short, he was quite busy.

Unknowingly, it was evening. Miao Fengxian, Su Jingyi, and Angara went somewhere, leaving Lu Xun alone in the vast palace.

Slowly approaching the warm pool, Lu Xun removed his clothes and the covering on his body. The two sword wounds had completely healed, leaving only faint scars. With a splash, he jumped into the warm pool.

The warm water enveloped his whole body, washing away all his fatigue. Of course, his bathing in Angara's private bath had been pre-approved by the Western Regions beauty.

At this moment, a warmth surged from his chest. Lu Xun summoned the spiritual mirror and saw the mark on it, the mirror of Mu Qingshuang.

"Lu Lang, I'm feeling so lonely right now. When will you come to accompany me?"

Lu Xun pursed his lips, writing down a few words on the mirror's surface, silently lifting his head and staring at the ceiling. His mind was a bit chaotic; the current situation was getting more and more complicated. He had no clue what to do. Their relationships with each other existed in such a way that it made him defenseless.

"Sigh."

"How did it come to this?"

Lu Xun grabbed his hair, his face filled with a painful expression. The world was so vast, yet he was confined to the edge.

In the following moments, various sweet words from the charming widow melted his heart, expressing her desire to have many children with him. This was similar to the little fox’s desire to bear a litter of his children.

After comforting the widow, Lu Xun comfortably lay at the edge of the warm pool, pondering some philosophical issues, such as his involvement with Su Jingyi.

Previously, Lu Xun had always thought Su Jingyi was very proud and cold, but after winning her heart, he realized that the lofty and ethereal Su Jingyi, revered by many, was also essentially a woman who needed care and affection.

She had her thoughts, desires, and moments of restlessness.

"So, she's this kind of fairy."

Recalling her quiet words from last night near his ear, a faint smile curved his lips involuntarily.

"Ah."

"Though life is very painful, there's still hope." Lu Xun closed his eyes and sighed, "Finding traces of happiness in chaos and ruin. That's probably what heroism is about."

Slowly, Lu Xun fell asleep and had a bizarre dream. Many women appeared, fighting, tearing at each other, and cursing each other.

Suddenly!

These women held sharp knives, stabbing his body one by one, turning him into a hornet's nest in an instant.

"Ah—"

Lu Xun woke abruptly from the nightmare, gasping for breath. In a daze, he mumbled, "Don't panic. Dreams are the opposite."

"Awake?"

A gentle, charming voice reached his ears. Lu Xun followed the sound and saw Su Jingyi standing by the edge of the warm pool, looking at him affectionately.

Dressed in a thin robe, Su Jingyi exuded astonishing allure. With her delicate hands, she lifted the belt around her waist, and as she slowly pulled, the thin robe fell along with the belt.

"Little scoundrel…."

"I need your help in my cultivation!"

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