[Flirtatious, silly little fox x aloof, repressed immortal lord whose old flame has reignited]
Everyone knows that fox spirits get one chance to choose their sex again when they come of age.
At this crucial moment, the little fox foolishly believed his auntie's nonsense. She said:
"Your immortal lord master never reveals what he likes, so no one knows whether he prefers men or women. Now that you're at a crossroads, why not choose something in between? Then you won't have to choose at all. I've read those mortal romance novels. Repressed, abstinent old men love intersex people. Once they get a taste, even a smoldering old house will start smoking."
So the little fox secretly chose his sex at his coming-of-age ceremony without telling anyone, planning to surprise his master.
*
Most people in the Spirit Sword Sect cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness. But lately, all the sect members have felt their Dao hearts wavering. They can't help thinking their junior brother has become more and more alluring since coming of age. They went from lining up every day to fuss over him to constantly bending the rules and crossing boundaries, fighting each other behind his back.
Their senior brothers' eyes grew hotter and hotter, while only his master looked at him more coldly.
The little fox trembled and squeezed his legs together.
What was he supposed to do? Even when his master merely glanced at him coldly, his knees went weak.
*
Countless men and women in the immortal realm were infatuated with the immortal lord. After seeing off the nth person to confess their love, the little fox finally discovered his master's preferences.
He heard his master coldly reject the Demon Lord: "Get lost. I don't like men." Then he heard his master apologetically reject the Flower Goddess: "Sorry, I don't like women."
The little fox was overjoyed. So his master really did like intersex people.
*
One day, he worked up the courage and, as his master returned from a banquet, nervously revealed his biggest secret to him. But the next day, his master woke up with a hangover and forgot the secret, then took his soul-scattered white moonlight onto the high platform.
The white moonlight had once been his master's young attendant and died saving him in the war between immortals and demons. It turned out that his master wasn't always in seclusion because he was obsessed with cultivation. He had been using his cultivation to mend the other's shattered soul.
Most importantly, the white moonlight was the most beautiful coral in the Western Sea.
And coral was hermaphroditic.
The little fox clutched his secret tight, suddenly feeling like a joke.
*
Another thousand years passed, and the mortal world was a dazzling, neon-lit place.
A handsome man with an aloof, immortal air and flowing robes appeared, travel-worn, on the busiest street in the Demon City.
After turning down the nth young woman who tried to flirt with him, he pointed at a giant poster for a cute-pet variety show. His gaze fixed on the idol holding a little white fox, smiling seductively and carefree, as he asked, "How can I meet him?"
A trashy, dog-eat-dog novel about cleaning windows
Core Message: Rely on yourself and never give up.