C12 Save Her

As soon as she opened her mouth, a soft, melodic series of meows came out.

"..."

The woman seemed to hear something, and her face suddenly turned a rosy red, looking healthier than most people.

"Divine Fox... please save me," she pleaded, her expression filled with despair. Her gaze fell on the three swaying tails behind Feng Qingchen, and her eyes widened in shock. She was almost desperate enough to grab onto her, like a drowning person reaching for the last straw.

Caught off guard, Feng Qingchen found herself pulled into the woman's embrace. This wasn't good; the woman was experiencing a brief moment of clarity before death. If this continued, she wouldn't last much longer.

Sure enough, though she clung to Feng Qingchen, her face contorted in pain, and the dark lines that had just faded from her face began to reappear.

"Divine Fox, please save me... I beg you..." The woman clutched her chest, her face a mask of agony. She didn't dare hold onto Feng Qingchen too tightly, her expression filled with sorrow and her eyes reflecting a deep unwillingness to let go.

Stories of the Nine-Tailed Fox were well-known across the land. It was said that a Nine-Tailed Fox wasn't born but cultivated one tail at a time. In this world of cultivation, though no one had ever seen one, they believed in the legend without question.

She never expected to encounter one while on the brink of death. A fox with nine tails could move mountains and fill seas, and even three tails might save her. This was her only chance. Her broken words conveyed a desperate yearning for life that was truly moving.

"Lord Spirit Fox... I can't accept this. I've been deceived since I was a child. No wonder the woman I called 'mother' never liked me and instead sought favor with that vile woman. I... I caused my own mother's downfall. I'm guilty, but the real villain is still at home, and my father... my father doesn't know..." The woman's face was filled with anguish as she clutched her chest, speaking in broken sentences, her face flushed with anger and resentment.

Feng Qingchen felt a stir in her heart. She didn't know what this woman had gone through, but the impact of someone on the brink of death was unexpectedly profound. She realized that her mindset had shifted, almost childlike, in this new, youthful body.

For instance, right now, she felt a pang of compassion. Back in her modern life, if someone died in front of her, she wouldn't have said much. After all, life and death are beyond our control, and she couldn't even protect her own life, let alone concern herself with a stranger's.

But now... well, she decided to accept her new life as it was. She was a new person, and she didn't want to be too entangled with her past life. The past was the past, and in this life, she wished to live freely, doing whatever she pleased.

With a flick of her wrist, a gentle light emanated, enveloping the woman. The white light seemed to ease the woman's injuries...

"Don't move around, or I won't be able to help you," Qingchen sighed, her spiritual force soothing the woman, allowing her to understand Qingchen's thoughts.

"Th-thank you, Great Fox," the woman obediently stopped moving, though her face remained pale. The brief resurgence of energy had been suppressed.

The Fox Cat's spiritual force was incredibly pure. While it couldn't instantly heal her injuries, it easily kept them under control. However, full recovery would require other methods.

Qingchen continued to sift through her inherited knowledge while keeping the woman's injuries in check.