Chapter 83: The Spirit Fox Appears Once More

“Sister Spirit Fox, you’re amazing.” Mythical Left Hand flattered her, his face showing a hint of delight at the prospect of dealing with Ye Chen, and his hands became rather unruly.

“Mythical little brother, you’re not being honest.” Spirit Fox Moon laughed softly, pulling his wandering hand away from her waist with a flirtatious smile. “You’ve promised several times to join us, Spirit Fox, but always found excuses, taking advantage of our sisters for nothing. This time, we’re helping you against your enemy, even risking offending Dragon Soar. You mustn’t go back on your word. Otherwise, Heartless and Bloodless will be very upset.” Her words were gentle but carried a subtle threat.

Mythical Left Hand gave an awkward laugh. “Not this time, absolutely not. From now on, I’m yours, dedicated to providing potions to all the heroes and beauties of Spirit Fox.”

“That’s good. As long as you serve Spirit Fox well, I promise no one will bully you—only you’ll do the bullying.” Spirit Fox Moon smiled alluringly, her voice soft. “And if you perform well, there will be special rewards from us sisters. If you reach the level of Heartless and Bloodless, you might even get to live in our headquarters. We’ve got hundreds of sisters there, you know…”

Mythical Left Hand glanced back at the seductive female players behind him and swallowed hard. “I’ll work hard.”

“Just do your best.” Spirit Fox Moon’s gaze shifted, checking the time. She murmured, “By rights, they should have come out already. Why is there still no movement? Could they have actually cleared the King-level dungeon?”

“That’s impossible. Even Heartless and his team couldn’t clear it. The highest level among them is only twenty-five. I bet they’re just stubbornly holding out inside, refusing to give up,” a female thief scoffed.

“That’s true. The King-level dungeon isn’t easy. Even Dragon Soar’s top team couldn’t make it, let alone these three teams. I don’t believe that Night has the ability to lead a bunch of third-rate players through a King-level instance,” Spirit Fox Moon nodded, then smiled. “If they’re stubborn, all the better. Their strength will be depleted, and if a fight breaks out, we’ll have more of an advantage. Given the time, even if they’re holding out, they should be coming out soon. Everyone, stay sharp.”

No sooner had she finished speaking than a faint light glowed at the entrance of the dungeon, and more than a dozen shadowy figures began to emerge.

“Sister Moon, someone’s coming out,” a thief, dagger in hand, was the first to spot it.

“I see them. Everyone, stay alert. We might not have to fight, but be ready just in case.” Spirit Fox Moon waved her hand, and dozens of Spirit Fox players instantly drew their weapons, standing at attention.

“It’s you!”

“It’s you!”

The figures stepped out, and the leaders of both sides exclaimed in surprise, their voices crisp and feminine.

“Well, well, what a surprise. I didn’t expect to run into an old friend.” Spirit Fox Moon’s gaze flickered, her smile bearing an enigmatic meaning. “Sister City, long time no see.”

It was Sword City and her team, who had just cleared the difficult dungeon. All thirteen girls from the studio were present, along with two reserve members.

“Spirit Fox Moon!” Second Sister Drunken Longing spoke each word sharply, her teeth clenched, eyes blazing with fury. As soon as she finished, she drew her silver staff, clearly ready for a fight, suggesting a longstanding feud.

“Haha, Sister Longing, your temper is as fiery as ever,” Spirit Fox Moon laughed, a hint of pride in her tone. “Too bad Green Feather is no longer what it used to be. Sister Longing, you’d better rein in that temper, or you might find your whole team wiped out.”

“Spirit Fox Moon, what’s your meaning? Are you here to block us? If so, then let’s fight. Whether Green Feather is what it used to be or not, I am still who I was!” Sword City placed her hand on her sword hilt, her face calm and determined.

“Sister City, don’t be nervous, don’t be nervous.” Spirit Fox Moon squinted, laughing lightly. “I do admire your style—more manly than most men. But you’re overthinking it. Green Feather isn’t worth Spirit Fox making a big move anymore. You’re flattering yourselves. We’re here to block the experts Dragon Soar values. You? Hardly worthy.”

“Spirit Fox Moon, you…” Drunken Longing shouted angrily, raising her staff to attack, but Sword City stopped her.

“If you’re not here to block us, then step aside. We need to pass,” Sword City said coldly. As leader and the studio’s top sister, she never feared a fight, but with such a disparity in strength, she had to be responsible for her members. If unnecessary sacrifice could be avoided, she would swallow her pride for their sake.

“Since we’ve met, how could we not catch up a bit, right, Second Sister? Haha, it’s been a while since I called you that.” Spirit Fox Moon winked and waved her hand. The Spirit Fox members spread out, surrounding Green Feather’s team.

“Don’t call me Second Sister. You’re not worthy,” Drunken Longing’s expression chilled.

“Spirit Fox Moon, so you intend to fight? Then let me tell you, Green Feather will stand with you!” The other side was clearly preparing for a confrontation. Sword City didn’t hesitate, drawing her Death Magic Sword. No matter how strong the enemy, she was never one to surrender.

Ling Yue and the other studio members also drew their weapons, their almond eyes wide, embodying a spirit that rivaled any man.

The spectators around them, seeing a battle about to erupt, quickly scattered to a safe distance, then settled in to watch, some even starting to record.

“Don’t be nervous, don’t be nervous, Big Sister, Second Sister—you’ve seen bigger scenes than this. Why so tense?” Spirit Fox Moon smiled and signaled her team to lower their weapons, then pointed at Drunken Longing. “Sister Longing, you always claimed I wasn’t your equal. Today, I’d like to spar with you. How about it?”

“Spar? With you? Just a healer? Ha! You certainly haven’t wasted those assets on your chest.” Drunken Longing sneered coldly, prompting laughter from the spectators, many male players glancing at Spirit Fox Moon’s ample figure and swallowing hard.

Spirit Fox Moon, far from embarrassed, deliberately straightened her posture, smiling seductively. “Jealous, aren’t you? Yours aren’t as big as mine. Brother Heartless loves them, you know.”

Heartless—Sword Heartless—the name immediately wiped the smile from Drunken Longing’s face, leaving her expression icy. “You want to spar? Let’s see what you’ve got.”

“Great, I was waiting for those words. Flag duel, or life-and-death match?” Spirit Fox Moon’s eyes burned, her right hand trembling as she gripped her staff—not from nervousness, but from excitement or some other emotion.

“Flag duel is boring. Let’s fight to the death!” Drunken Longing’s face blossomed with a radiant smile, though her eyes were cold as ice.

“Wonderful. Life-and-death match—I like it!” Spirit Fox Moon smiled seductively. As soon as she finished, she flicked her staff, launching an aggressive attack. Crimson light swept forth—not the magic one would expect from a holy priest.

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