After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 45 - How Much for This Beautiful Fox Girl?

When Xia Ranyue let out an involuntary yelp, her mind went blank.

What just happened?

Staring at her reflection in the mirror, her fox ears and tail exposed, her face flushed with embarrassment, she couldn’t understand why a simple touch to her waist had such a strong effect.

How did he know her body so well?

Apart from that one night of dual cultivation, she hadn’t had any close physical contact with him.

So how did he...?

“Why are you looking at me like that? It’s not like I did anything to you,” He Ange said, turning his gaze away nonchalantly.

What had he done?

He had simply poked her waist.

But the key was that his finger had carried a trace of demonic energy, and he had targeted a specific acupoint connected to her spiritual veins.

It was like injecting a small dose of energy into her system, triggering her body’s natural defenses and causing her to reveal her true form.

However, the reaction shouldn’t have been so intense.

He had indeed done something more.

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During their dual cultivation, although he had absorbed her spiritual energy, some of his own energy had remained within her. This residual energy reacted with the demonic energy he had just injected, causing her heightened sensitivity.

But it was just a minor effect.

It wasn’t like he could control her mind with a drop of blood.

“Alright, you’re all set. Let’s head to the black market. With a cute mascot like you, we’re sure to make a killing tonight,” He Ange said, changing the subject and praising her.

Xia Ranyue still looked at him suspiciously, but the strange sensation from the poke had already faded. She decided not to press the issue.

Maybe she was just being overly sensitive... reacting to a simple touch like that.

“So, when do we leave?” she asked.

“Get ready. We’ll leave at nine,” he replied.

…

In Yong’an City, by nine o’clock, the curfew was approaching. The streets were slowly emptying as vendors packed up their stalls.

But in the underground world, the scene was quite the opposite.

At nine o’clock, under the moonlight, the black market came alive with activity. It was the time when the demonic cultivators, who hid in the shadows during the day, came out to play.

The black market was a melting pot of all sorts, not just demonic cultivators. Many nobles would disguise themselves and come to indulge in activities they couldn’t partake in during the day.

For example... the brothels.

These were the quintessential gray market enterprises.

The brothels that operated during the day were legal but expensive and heavily regulated, often unable to provide certain “special services.”

But in the black market, money could buy anything. These underground brothels catered to the twisted desires of wealthy nobles, offering all sorts of perverse pleasures.

It was a lawless paradise.

“Ah, Master Cao, what brings you here tonight? Please, come in and have a seat...”

“What can we do for you tonight, sir? Hehe.”

At the entrance of a brothel, a group of attendants fawned over a man in a black robe. The men bowed and scraped, while the women changed his shoes and massaged his legs.

The middle-aged man, sporting a small black mustache and wearing a mask and high hat, had an air of authority about him. His sharp, hawk-like eyes betrayed his identity.

The attendants called him Master Cao, and there was only one Cao family in Yong’an City. The conclusion was obvious.

“Do you have any new girls?” the man asked, scanning the courtyard filled with women, none of whom piqued his interest.

“We do... but not the kind you’re looking for,” the owner said hesitantly.

“What, your men can’t even catch a young fox demon?” Master Cao scoffed.

“Sir, you know how it is. The girls we had before... well, you know what happened to them. And with the Fox Clan’s new saintess, security is tighter than ever. Even rogue cultivators are too scared to go near the Fox Clan’s territory. No one wants to risk their lives,” the owner explained, trying to placate him.

“Useless,” Master Cao muttered, clearly unimpressed.

Seeing that the brothel had nothing to offer him, he donned his fur coat and left.

As he wandered through the black market, his hawk-like eyes scanned the crowd, searching for something to sate his desires.

It had been too long since he had found a new plaything...

His urges were getting harder to control. By day, he had to maintain his facade as a respectable official, but by night, his cravings took over. Yet the black market had been disappointingly barren of the rare fox demons he craved.

“Am I going to have to settle for a common brothel girl again?” he thought, frustration gnawing at him.

But just as he was about to give up, he noticed a bustling shop with a crowd gathered outside.

Pushing his way through, he saw a young man selling goods, and behind him stood a girl in a meticulously crafted black-and-white dress, her legs clad in black stockings.

But that wasn’t what caught his eye.

What truly drew his attention was the girl’s fluffy white fox tail and the pair of furry fox ears on her head.

Even though she wore a half-mask, her exposed features were stunningly beautiful.

Years of dealing with the Fox Clan had honed his instincts. This was a genuine fox demon.

And not just any fox demon—she was a rare beauty, even among her kind.

A smile crept across his face.

…

The night’s business was going exactly as He Ange had predicted.

His shop already had a steady stream of regular customers, but with Xia Ranyue dressed as an adorable fox maid, even more people were drawn in. Both men and women couldn’t resist buying something after seeing her.

The shop was so busy that He Ange had to enlist the help of a few girls from the neighboring tea shop. Of course, he would pay them a generous “night shift” fee.

But overall, he was making a tidy profit.

“He Ange, you must have made thousands of silver taels in just a few hours, right?” Xia Ranyue whispered in his ear, her eyes sparkling with envy.

He Ange, busy with customers, nodded.

“After this, we’ll split the profits fifty-fifty,” he said.

“Really? I get half? That’s so much...”

“Yes, many customers came because of you,” he replied matter-of-factly.

Xia Ranyue noticed the admiring glances from the customers and looked down at her outfit.

The black-and-white dress He Ange had given her wasn’t particularly short, reaching almost to her knees. Her legs were covered in black stockings, and aside from her neck and arms, she was mostly covered.

It wasn’t revealing at all.

But perhaps it was her striking beauty or the appeal of the outfit. She stood out more than the scantily clad women on the street, drawing the attention of both men and women.

She felt a bit self-conscious, though her mask hid her blush.

“Good evening, sir. How can I help you?” one of the shop assistants asked, addressing a well-dressed nobleman.

He Ange glanced over and immediately noticed the man’s cold, calculating eyes behind his mask.

Years of experience in the black market told He Ange that this man was trouble.

“Hoho...”

The man chuckled, pushing past the assistants and walking straight towards Xia Ranyue.

He looked her up and down, then turned to He Ange with a sly smile.

“Young man, how much for this beautiful fox girl?”