A Fox Dwells on That Mountain

I am a spirit fox who has cultivated for nine hundred years, playing carefree in the mountains. But one day, my mother suddenly told me to descend the mountain and repay a debt of gratitude… In this bustling world, who says demons are naturally cruel and vicious? Little do they know that the human heart is more unfathomable, greedy, and treacherous. Amid the mortal world’s endless distractions, flowers blur the eye. So what if I cannot become an immortal? Even if deep love brings a short life, I would rather cling to this brief warmth… Please don’t throw bricks if the writing isn’t good. You’re welcome to check out my other novel, Half-Faced Princess.