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The Weasels looked around and finally elected an elder with graying whiskers to step forward.
The Weasel hesitated before emerging from the Tomb, transforming into an old man under the moonlight. He first bowed respectfully to the fox and then said, "I did not know that the Celestial Being had arrived. The demons have failed to welcome you properly; please do not hold it against us."
"Hold it against you? No! I am just here to keep an eye on you," the fox pointed at the Weasels in front of him, which numbered around ten in total. "You all know that my Wife has a kind heart and excellent skills. I worry that if she does not have enough Weasel legs to work with, she might feel a bit disappointed, so I must find a way to gather more."
Upon hearing this, the old Weasel quickly knelt down, trembling all over.
"The Celestial Being is wise; that Huang Wu was never from my cave. I only took him in out of pity, but who would have thought he would commit such a heinous crime? The Celestial Being's intervention is already a blessing for my clan; I would never dare to complain. Rest assured, my Withered Grave Huang family will remain here and will not step foot into Luoyang City again."
"That is very good!" The fox raised his head and took a sip of Peach Blossom Wine. "Our cultivation is not easy; transforming into human form requires a hundred years of effort. One must not let temporary greed ruin everything. You are the Patriarch of the Huang family; naturally, you understand these principles better than I do. Tell your clansmen to focus on their cultivation and avoid worldly matters as much as possible. Otherwise, given my Daughter-in-law's temperament, one cannot guarantee that she won't end up making a pot of braised Weasel!"
The old man bowed his head, drenched in sweat. "Thank you, Great Sage, for your guidance. I will ensure strict supervision over my clan members in the future!"
The fox nodded and transformed into a beam of white light, disappearing into thin air.
Inside the cave, all the Weasels emerged, surrounding the elder and transforming into various forms of people. A few had only shallow cultivation and could barely manifest a human head or a pair of human legs, looking quite strange.
"Patriarch, has that Celestial Being left?"
"Yes!" The elder wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sighed. "I have heard that the Qingqiu clan is particularly protective of their own, yet they are still an Ancient Divine Clan; even the Divine Capitals do not dare to offend them lightly. That reckless Huang Wu just achieved human form and couldn't wait to cause trouble in the city, bringing disaster upon himself by provoking Qingqiu. Fortunately, we encountered this benevolent being; otherwise, we might have lost our very cave."
"Indeed! Indeed! Just now, seeing that Celestial Being's demeanor, I truly thought we were doomed!" A Weasel transformed into a Hunter wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and said anxiously, "But Patriarch, are we really going to ignore that Huang Wu?"
"He wants to bring about his own demise; what can we do about it? Pass down my decree: Huang Wu brought this upon himself. He has violated clan rules and provoked disaster. In the end, he must bear all the consequences himself. All elders of our clan must remain law-abiding. If anyone else brings trouble upon us, there will be no need for Qingqiu or Celestial Being to intervene; I, Huang Lao'er, will personally strip him of his skin and pull out his tendons, ruining his cultivation."
With that last sentence, even the few Weasels who had initially wanted to speak up fell silent. Cultivating as a beast is inherently difficult; it requires enduring a hundred years of suffering and facing tribulations from time to time. Those who can transform into human form are less than one in ten thousand. Their clan has also relied on the grace of the Withered Grave's master to achieve their current scale. If they truly provoke that Celestial Being, the punishment would be severe—leveling the Withered Grave, leaving them with no place to cultivate.
Thinking of this, they all closed their mouths and silently retreated back into the Tomb.
The Fox stood on a Cloud and inexplicably sneezed. He knew that those Weasels were gossiping about him behind his back, so he casually waved his hand, causing the Tomb to tremble underfoot.
The person buried within was originally a good soul. After his death, he was remembered by many common folk, leading to the establishment of shrines and monuments in his honor. His goodness was recognized, and he was transformed into an immortal; thus, some celestial energy remained in this Tomb. These Weasels had inadvertently entered the Tomb and borrowed its celestial energy for cultivation, naturally achieving results with half the effort. If they had remained law-abiding, he wouldn't have bothered with such mundane matters; after all, meeting was already a matter of fate. Yet they provoked the Fox Demon and even complained behind his back about how Qingqiu favored its own. Although he had a good temper, he couldn't ignore others' goodwill; thus, he decided to show those Weasels a lesson.
As for favoritism, this Fox did not admit it; he always believed that his actions were protective of his wife! Although they were not formally married yet, that clingy Fox Demon would likely be impossible to drive away. The issue of Eerie Aura still lacked a complete solution, but with him protecting her, there wouldn't be any major troubles. So reluctantly, he decided to take some time to plan a wedding.
While the Fox was contemplating marriage, Xing Ruyi was washing her knife by the riverbank. The Yellow Weasel had been handed over to the patrolling Yard Officer; she believed Brother Chang would handle it fairly. Of course, she had also used Ghost Technique on the Yellow Weasel to maintain his human appearance until he was formally punished. She had also dealt with his severed legs to make the wounds appear more like an accident.
While Xing Ruyi was doing this, Tiger stayed by her side with no expression on his face.
"Tiger, later I'll take you home to see your parents, okay?"
"Mm!" Tiger nodded gently.
"Tiger," Xing Ruyi looked up at him and said, "I know you've had a hard life in this world and that it was painful when you left. So whether you hate or resent it, I understand. But Tiger, you must know that this life has ended; all grievances have vanished. I hope you can leave happily. When you meet Meng Po, remember to ask her for some soup to drink. I promise that in your next life, while you may not be rich or powerful, at least you can live safely and happily until old age—how does that sound?"
Tiger first nodded and then shook his head. He looked at Xing Ruyi with determination in his eyes.
"Sister, in the next life, can Tiger still be the child of our parents?"
"Does Tiger still want to be their child?"
"Yes!" Tiger nodded affirmatively. "Tiger wasn't obedient before, which made our parents very sad. While wandering around the city, Tiger saw them and felt very upset. Tiger regrets not listening to them and not taking care of them while alive."
"But Tiger, one of them is a laborer carrying goods at the dock, and the other is a woman who sews and mends clothes. They might not achieve much in this life. Following them would only mean going hungry. There would be no education, no nice clothes to wear, and not even a comfortable place to sleep. Do you still want such parents?"
"Tiger does! Even though they are poor and lack abilities, Tiger knows they have given me the best they could offer. Sister, children of wealth and honor may not necessarily be happier than Tiger!"
"Alright, since Tiger has made up their mind, then sister will help Tiger once more!"
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