My Husband Is a Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Fox Immortal

For generations, the Lu family has worshipped the Fox Immortal, keeping the incense burning for a hundred years.

Lu Tongtong was born into a wealthy family. Beneath her left shoulder, on her back, is a rose-colored birthmark shaped like a flower from the other shore. Her maternal grandmother said it was a mark left by the Fox Immortal. She never believed it.

Until the day a sudden storm broke over the mountains, and she met a man beneath an old tree wearing a black-and-gold fox mask carved with intricate designs. The glimpse of his jaw was so handsome that she forgot to breathe.

“Are you alone? Come with me.”

Out of kindness, she took him in and brought him back to the Lu family to work as a bodyguard. She didn't know that the man before her, who couldn't figure out the remote control and frowned whenever he ate ice cream, was none other than the Fox Immortal the Lu family had worshipped for a hundred years.

On the night of the full moon, fox ears rose from his head, his fangs showed, and his red eyes gleamed like blood.

“You're the Fox Immortal?”

“Your ancestors did me a kindness. I've come to repay it.”

“When will you have repaid it?”

“I can never repay it all.”

Then the last family of demon hunters appeared, and their ancestral sword began to tremble violently in the dead of night. His red eyes turned icy as he stepped in front of her. “If you want to touch her, you'll have to get past me first.”

But when the sword truly came for him, he unhesitatingly took it in the heart.

“Chi Yuan! I'll give you anything you want!”

She called him back with the blood from her heart. He survived, but the flower of the other shore on her back began to fade.

“If the birthmark disappears, will you disappear too?”

He smiled and kissed her. “Silly, of course not.”

He cultivated for ten thousand years, all so he could return and marry her.