Chapter 38: Asura's Crucible
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"Class, we have a new student today. Let’s give her a warm round of applause!"

The homeroom teacher finished speaking, then waved for the girl waiting outside the door to come in.

"This person… could it be…"

The moment I saw her face, I nearly toppled off my chair. No fox ears or tail, hair now long, straight, and black instead of cyan—but that face? Impossible to mistake.

That damn fox who tore off my roof last night!

"Hi everyone! I’m Su Xiaoqing. We’re classmates now~ Please take care of me!"

Xiao Qing greeted the class with bubbly energy. Paired with her cute, bright appearance, she instantly left the impression of a sunny, cheerful girl.

Several boys’ eyes went wide. What was this fox up to? Could she really be here to… dual cultivate with me?

"A beauty! Hehehe… Wonder if she’s single?"

Yu Shan, sitting beside me, grew restless. He stroked his chin, staring thoughtfully at the Fox Demon on the podium.

"Tsk… What, smitten?" I clicked my tongue inwardly. *His cultivation level’s nothing special. Even like this, Qing Hu isn’t half as pretty as me in girl clothes—yet he’s drooling.*

"Xiao Qing, I’m Class Rep Hanhan. On behalf of the class, welcome."

Class Rep Hanhan stood first, forcing a faint smile onto her ever-stoic face. Duty demanded she set the example.

She likely hadn’t sensed the fox’s true identity—she needed her bell talisman to spot spirits, and she wasn’t wearing it. Even if she had, detecting a Fox Demon at the Three-Tail Form wouldn’t be easy.

"Hello, Class Rep! Please look after me~"

Xiao Qing stepped down, smiling as she offered her hand. Class Rep Hanhan shook it.

Ah… such a feast for the eyes. Two beauties of clashing styles: both tall-legged, one a stocking enthusiast, the other bare-legged; one voluptuous, the other softly curved; one cool-faced, the other glowing with sunshine. Perfect harmony.

"Hehehe…"

Xiao Qing giggled, shifting her gaze to me and playfully sticking out her tongue. Just a flash—but Class Rep Hanhan, standing right before her, keenly noticed.

Woman’s intuition sparked unease. A quiet threat.

"Choose a seat, Xiao Qing," Class Rep Hanhan said, eyes narrowed. No one could read her thoughts.

"I’ll take the empty desk behind Su Su."

BOOM——!

An invisible gust erupted between them. Hair and skirt hems fluttered. Even from the back row, I felt the pressure.

Slowly, she opened her narrowed eyes. Deep, dark, like a black hole swallowing light.

"That won’t do. Your height isn’t suited for the back. How about the front?"

Class Rep Hanhan stayed expressionless—but Xiao Qing’s face tightened. She stared gravely at their clasped hands; muscles in her slender arm tensed slightly. Exertion. Clear.

"No problem. I like the back."

Unfazed, Xiao Qing flashed her sunny smile—a sharp contrast to the class rep’s icy mask.

I didn’t know Hanhan’s strength, but embedding thrown daggers into concrete spoke volumes. Yet across from her stood a decades-old Fox Demon at Three-Tail Form. Human shape suppressed 70–80% of her power… still far beyond mortal limits.

They *were* locked in a silent contest. Why? Had Hanhan seen through her? A warning?

"Xiao Qing, follow the class rep’s arrangement at school."

"But shouldn’t the class rep respect student preferences too?"

Neither yielded. The classroom fell dead silent. Only the faint creak of straining bones broke the stillness.

"Enough. Xiao Qing, sit there. You won’t see the board from the back."

The teacher approached, stern-faced, radiating quiet authority. One sentence crushed their auras. however strong they were—they were still students. Naturally subdued.

"Yes…"

"Understood."

The standoff ended. Xiao Qing skipped to her seat, backpack in hand. As she sat, she turned and gave me a slight smile. Her radiant grin made me nod back instinctively.

Then—

My body froze. Ice-cold dread shot up my spine. Shivers racked me.

It was back. Animal instinct. Prey sensing a predator’s gaze.

"Uh… uh…"

I turned. Class Rep Hanhan was watching me. Smiling.

But zero warmth. Zero kindness. Like an executioner’s "kind" smile before the blade falls.

Utterly terrifying.

[Don’t panic! Stabilize the demonic energy inside—before your fox tail shows!]