Nine-Tailed Fox Tribulation: The Little Fox in Senior Sister's Arms

He is the supreme ruler of the demon realm, a nine-tailed fox whose flames can scorch the heavens and whose slightest gesture can split mountains and rivers. But after suffering a backlash from the Heavenly Dao, he is reduced to a dying fox cub and tumbles into a rainstorm in the mortal world.

She is the most solitary enforcer of the Xuantian Sword Sect. Her sword shows no mercy, and her cold gaze cuts like a blade. Yet on a muddy, rain-soaked night, she kneels to help a drenched little creature.

“Have nothing to do with the demon race.” This rule, etched into the very bones of the sword, is broken by Chu Yao herself.

“All things are but straw dogs.” This maxim, carved into the altar, crumbles when Bai Yao begins to waver.

When the sword cultivator, cold as the moon, gathers the fox cub into her sleeve, the gears of fate begin to turn in reverse.

On a frigid night in a cave dwelling, the Nine-Tailed Spirit Lord curls against her heart as demonic power and sword energy quietly mingle.

In the sect's interrogation hall, she calmly claims he is a “sword spirit,” while he plays along and hides the blood on his claws.

Until the day the demon army lays siege. She stands with blood on her white hair and sword in hand, while he spreads his nine tails across the sky and shatters his shackles. “I break my vows for you alone.”

The fate that bars the two realms from accepting them, the cycle of the Heavenly Dao's curse, none of it matters as much as the warmth in her palm.

“If this world is destined to reject us, then we'll overthrow the Heavenly Dao and shatter the cycle!”

“The night you picked me up, I knew...”

“I welcome this tribulation with open arms.”

The Fall of the Aloof Demon Lord × A Solitary Sword Cultivator's Guide to Taming a Fox

“I offer you my nine tails, and bind myself to you with my sword heart. I have fallen into the mortal world only to grow old by your side.”