Book Synopsis
The night was deep, and the city of Chang'an was brightly lit. However, within a luxurious room, there lingered a nauseating smell of blood.
On the floor lay a disfigured corpse, dressed in fine clothing, yet devoid of any life.
"Truly worthy of being a thousand-year-old fox; the execution is remarkably swift..." He curled his lips into a playful cold smile, seemingly unfazed by the gruesome scene before him.
"It's just a pity that this room full of cosmetics has been tainted by such filth." He sighed lightly, his tone carrying a hint of regret, yet there was no trace of fear; instead, it felt as if he were appreciating a splendid drama.
In the corner of the room, incense burned softly, and a peculiar fragrance wafted through the air, sweet and cloying to the point of suffocation... Yet this scent evoked an inexplicable familiarity in him, as if he had encountered it somewhere before...
Yes, it was the scent from when he was seven years old, during a trip to Kunlun Mountain with his master to pick Snow Lotus, where they encountered a Thousand-Year Fox Demon.
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