[Demon Cultivator] Tales of the Demon Night in Liu Yang

[Novel Synopsis]: A little fox spirit emerges into the boundless night. Wrapped in plain silk, she learns to smile seductively. Her eyes roam, she pouts and plays coy. She dances with nimble grace, rising on her toes, swaying her hips like a snake. A bamboo bridge beneath the dark night sky. Moonlight shines on flowers, clouds crowd the bamboo, the breeze drifts, and water stretches to meet the sky. The little fox spirit flutters after butterflies, playfully waving her paws and tail as she laughs. A bamboo bridge beneath the dark night sky, a little fox spirit emerging into the boundless night, her slender waist wrapped in embroidered silk, half-concealed as she practices a seductive smile. Shadows sway among the branches as her eyes roam. She adjusts the flowers in her hair, her hairpin nearly falling. She takes three graceful steps, then stumbles four times. She turns to look: did anyone see? Radiant as peach blossoms, she lightly traces her brows in blue-black, her long lashes veiling bright, clear eyes. She presses her fingers together and bites her rosebud lips, teeth like white shells. Beneath spring curtains of soft red, her seductive eyes shimmer in the night. Her fluffy hair spreads across the bed, her long tail curls around her, and her delicate ears rest against the pillow. Thin mist veils the moon and blooms; lush green bamboo rises amid the clouds. A subtle fragrance drifts on the breeze, and alone, she dances with graceful skill. Her delicate fingers touch her lips, her face lovely as a hibiscus. She bows her head, her neck wrapped in silk, and slips quietly into the mortal world to behold its bustle. Who can share this carefree life with me? “Hey, hey, hey, why don't you hide your own tail first?” B: “Describe the heroine in one sentence.” A: “Even though this girl loves pretending to be a little girl, it still can't hide the fact that beneath that fox body, which should be nearing the end of its days, she's a shameless, flirtatious vixen.” The blurb is adapted from The Green Fox Spirit; the original work is Soul Crossing the Realm of Demons. The heroine isn't lovestruck, all-powerful, carefree, composed, calm, rational, or arrogant. Sometimes she's frustrated, fallen, fragile, and downright crazed, yet she always has a little determination in her. All right, actually, this story is very Mary Sue, and I originally wrote it because I wanted to try out different kinds of Mary Sue stories... So its alternate title is “Wild and Untamed! A Bloody Mary Sue!” (Hey!) Also, I firmly believe that no one can keep liking someone else forever without any reason. What does it mean to like someone? How do you define it? Wanting to be together is a choice. Perhaps the romance in this story works the same way. ╮(╯▽╰)╭ Note: This is a non-explicit story, written during the censorship era. Although it may involve multiple partners, that may only happen in the ending. The main story is about cultivation in a xianxia setting and a fictional world. As far as I'm concerned now, when it comes to worldbuilding and plausibility, all romantic pairings are just fleeting clouds. The old version has been abandoned. That's how it is. If you prefer the original writing style, please stop here. Thank you.