After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 133 - "Whose Spoiled Brat Is This?!"

“The token can be yours, but there are conditions.”

Xia Zhiyue sat upright, taking a small breath. Though she had just lost to He Ange, the memory of his triumphant smirk filled her with defiance.

She admitted her defeat.

But losing only fueled the fox maiden’s desire for a challenge. Xia Zhiyue was never one to back down easily.

At present,

The snow-white fox maiden let out a soft huff, crossing her arms over her chest, her legs crossed beneath her skirt. Her enchanting eyes were closed, reflecting her unwillingness to concede:

“In three days, during the secret realm trial, I will distribute three tokens through challenges... As for the specific rules, you’ll find out when you arrive.”

“Sacred Maiden, so you’ll give us special treatment, right?”

He Ange cut to the chase, his tone sharp.

He wasn’t one to be easily fooled. Since Xia Zhiyue had agreed, he needed a promise of value. If she intended to backtrack now, He Ange wouldn’t waste time arguing.

He’d walk away, token or not, refusing to be at her beck and call.

After all, He Ange had Xuanque.

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Even if Xia Zhiyue didn’t help, he could manipulate the trial’s difficulty to some extent. He had the confidence to play his own game.

“Of course, I’ll give you special treatment. That was my promise...”

The snow-white fox maiden smiled slightly, glancing at the cherry-white princess across the table.

However, her gaze shifted, her enchanting eyes gleaming as she stared at He Ange:

“But I have great faith in Mr. He’s abilities. With your cultivation, you shouldn’t have any trouble with a simple trial, right?”

“Even if you do encounter difficulties, I’ll still help you~”

Her words carried a subtle implication.

Xia Zhiyue was a woman of her word. Since He Ange had pleased her once, she had decided to give him the token.

Tonight’s change of heart was driven by her frustration with He Ange. She needed a reason to keep challenging him. After all, the way he had infuriated her at the Fox Clan meeting left her unsatisfied.

As for tonight’s promise,

Xia Zhiyue would indeed help during the trial, but she hadn’t promised anything about what would happen beforehand.

She could only guarantee that He Ange would receive the token by the trial’s end.

In the meantime, it was another opportunity for Xia Zhiyue to challenge He Ange.

She couldn’t help it.

It was in her nature.

Xia Zhiyue was never the most likable person. She had always been stubborn. Back in the Cherry Sea Secret Realm, Xuanque had beaten her for seven days and nights, yet Xia Zhiyue never bowed her head or apologized. That was her unyielding nature.

In cultivation, she was the same.

In matters of the heart, Xia Zhiyue was no different.

If she couldn’t win He Ange over in one attempt, she’d try again and again. She’d find a way to win him over. She’d learn what kind of footwork He Ange liked, even learn from Xia Ranyue how to make him devoted...

At least tonight, Xia Zhiyue felt she had come close to success.

If only her lower body wasn’t so sensitive and weak. Xia Zhiyue believed that with more experience, she could withstand He Ange’s advances for another five minutes. Then, it would be He Ange blushing and unable to lift his head.

Then, she could “generously” toss the token to the humiliated youth. She’d comfort him, saying it didn’t matter if he was lacking in that area. She wouldn’t mind as long as he obediently followed her like a little pet. In return, she’d reward him for future trials...

Unfortunately,

Xia Zhiyue’s plan was too optimistic.

Clearly, He Ange wasn’t the weakling she imagined. He was formidable, while Xia Zhiyue turned out to be the sensitive one.

No matter.

Xia Zhiyue could accept failure.

With high sensitivity, more battles with He Ange might make her stronger.

And it was precisely because He Ange was so proud and defiant that Xia Zhiyue felt an even greater urge to conquer him.

For someone who had been unrivaled in the Fox Clan, He Ange’s rebellious nature was a refreshing challenge. Otherwise, her life would be nothing but endless cultivation. Xia Zhiyue was already a powerful leader in the cultivation world, with no one to spar with—utterly boring.

Before He Ange appeared, the only one willing to spar with Xia Zhiyue was the Blood Moon Witch, Mu Yanli. But she was far away in the northern secret realm, while the Fox Clan’s secret realm was in the far south, separated by vast distances. They rarely had the chance to meet.

Now,

The one who piqued Xia Zhiyue’s interest most was He Ange.

“No problem. As long as the Sacred Maiden is willing to help, I’ll gladly accept any trial,” He Ange said, standing and bowing slightly.

In the past, he might have cursed Xia Zhiyue for her shamelessness. She had promised to give him the token directly, yet now added a challenge. It was like a frustrating bait-and-switch.

But now, He Ange was unfazed.

As long as Xia Zhiyue offered the token as a reward, no matter what obstacles she set in the trial, with Xuanque’s guidance, He Ange had nothing to fear.

He was confident.

Once in the secret realm,

He Ange would have Xuanque guide him. With a human GPS, the entire realm would be like an open book, ripe for exploration.

“It seems Mr. He is determined to succeed.”

The snow-white fox maiden raised an eyebrow, her suspicion piqued by He Ange’s confidence.

He Ange stood and bowed, but Xia Zhiyue remained seated.

Not out of arrogance, but because her lower body was still wet from earlier. If she stood without cleaning up, the embarrassing moisture would trickle down her legs.

Such a humiliating experience, Xia Zhiyue didn’t want to endure in front of He Ange and her sister.

Also, she felt weak, her legs trembling. Sitting upright with a composed expression was already an effort.

Seeing the struggling Sacred Maiden, He Ange bowed politely once more:

“Thank you, Sacred Maiden.”

“Good luck.”

“Thank you. I’ll take my leave.”

…

After reaching an agreement with Xia Zhiyue, He Ange left with Xia Ranyue.

On the way back, He Ange felt good, but Xia Ranyue was worried.

Listening to He Ange and Xia Zhiyue’s conversation, she felt uncertain. Knowing her sister, the trial would be extremely difficult. Xia Zhiyue wouldn’t let He Ange get the token easily.

Most likely, Xia Zhiyue intended to crush He Ange’s confidence in the trial, leaving him exhausted and defeated.

Then, she’d swoop in like a savior, “generously” giving the token to He Ange and Xia Ranyue, shattering their pride...

How could Xia Ranyue not understand?

It was her sister, after all. She knew Xia Zhiyue’s methods well.

Back when the Fox Clan elders doubted Xia Zhiyue as the new Sacred Maiden, she had taught them a lesson.

Repeatedly undermining their confidence, stripping away their dignity, then offering rewards—a slap followed by a sweet treat...

In the end, a century later, no one in the Fox Clan dared to openly oppose the Sacred Maiden.

Of course, this was largely due to Xia Zhiyue’s strength and pride.

But...

Xia Ranyue didn’t want He Ange to experience her sister’s tyranny. Though Xia Zhiyue fiercely protected the clan’s interests, if it meant sacrificing everyone’s loyalty and dignity, forcing them to submit like dogs...

Xia Ranyue wouldn’t accept it.

That was why she left home years ago.

“Don’t worry. I don’t think the trial will be too difficult...”

He Ange smiled confidently.

As Xia Ranyue was about to ask more, she caught sight of a shadowy figure with purple-red eyes in a dark corner of the palace corridor—

“Second Miss Ranyue, rest assured.”

The petite girl with green-red hair stepped forward, emerging silently from the shadows beside He Ange and Xia Ranyue.

Startled, Xia Ranyue nearly jumped out of her skin.

Walking along, only to have someone appear out of nowhere—truly terrifying, like a ghost.

But meanwhile, the green-red girl knelt on one knee, bowing slightly:

“With Xuanque and Lord Ange, the Cherry Sea Secret Realm can be cleared in half an incense stick’s time.”

“Is... that possible?”

Xia Ranyue was bewildered.

She turned to the white-robed youth beside her, seeing his face adorned with a sly smile, as if he had long planned something sinister.

For a moment, Xia Ranyue felt as if both of them were like villainous cultists, sending shivers down her spine.

But just then, He Ange gently patted her head, reassuring her once more.

“With Elder Xuanque leading the way, I’m confident about the trial.”

He spoke with assurance.

…

Three days later.

The barrier of the Cherry Cluster Secret Realm opened, drawing countless sect disciples and elders. Many Dragon Dynasty celestial servants arrived as examiners, visiting the realm from afar.

These days, the Fox Clan was bustling, brightly lit.

High-ranking elders were busy hosting guests. With the trial approaching, sect elders from across Huaxia were making last-minute connections.

Meanwhile, lower-ranking foxes engaged in various businesses. With the secret realm open, tourism flourished, boosting accommodation and dining industries. Merchants and vendors thrived...

Even the essence needed for fox demon cultivation was readily available.

Though the Sacred Maiden decreed no fox demon could force themselves on sect disciples,

She never said it couldn’t be consensual!

Many sect disciples, having lived celibate lives, had only heard of the fox demons’ allure. Now, with the secret realm open, many were willing to risk it all for a chance with a fox maiden.

And those dreaming of meeting the Sacred Maiden, willing to die just to lick her feet...

Were everywhere.

Anyone lucky enough to see the snow-white Sacred Maiden, regardless of gender, felt an overwhelming desire to serve her.

Such was the terrifying allure of the Nine-Tailed Bloodline.

During this time, fox demon allure was at its peak.

The Fox Clan was as lively as a festival.

On a small bridge in the cherry wood town,

A silver-haired fairy in a golden dragon robe and elegant green dress strolled gracefully.

She held a cherry blossom-embroidered oil-paper umbrella, plucking a blossom from a branch and inhaling its scent.

Throughout her walk, the fairy seemed to have discovered a new world, marveling at the cherry blossoms and town scenery.

She had arrived at the secret realm’s opening this morning.

Now, it was afternoon.

The silver-haired fairy wandered leisurely, without haste.

All morning, she had simply enjoyed the town’s sights. Wherever she went, she drew the attention of sect disciples and foxes alike, earning admiration and respect.

Her beauty rivaled that of the Sacred Maiden and Nine-Tailed Princess.

By the roadside,

A sect disciple, captivated by the fairy’s beauty, couldn’t resist approaching her.

But his senior brother quickly pulled him back—

“Are you crazy?! A golden dragon robe, a phoenix crown... She’s at least a third-rank celestial servant of the Dragon Dynasty!”

“She looks barely over twenty, yet she’s third-rank!?”

“Third-rank, meaning she’s a Divine Transformation expert?”

“Recently, a mid-Nascent Soul chosen one was promoted to third-rank by the Empress, shocking the court...”

“In short, approaching such a celestial beauty is suicide.”

“Oh, sorry...”

By the street, countless disciples whispered, casting reverent glances at the silver-haired fairy.

As everyone watched her leave, a white-robed youth stepped forward on the bridge, blocking her path. With a cheeky grin, he boldly addressed the fairy—

“May I ask...”

“This exquisite fairy, would you honor me with a date tonight, to admire the cherry blossoms?”

“????!!!!”

Who...

Whose spoiled brat is this?!

Daring to flirt with a third-rank celestial servant of the Dragon Dynasty?!