Chapter 129: Fox Taming Master

【Soft and squishy, plump and bouncy—way more satisfying than Little Whale Ye , uuuu vibrating!】

【Tonight. Island orgy party!】

【I’ll bring food over!】

【I’ll trick my good brother over!】

【I’m gonna slam the cups hard!】

“Mmmmm?”

Waves of piercing sonic pulses echoed inside the seaside restaurant; upon hearing those lewd conversations, the little fox instinctively turned toward Yu Xueqing, the 【Animal Language Master】.

But.

Yu Xueqing, fluent in interspecies communication, seemed not to hear the echoing chatter inside.

She sat on her chair, discussing with Mo Yiqing and Qiu Lingling where to go for afternoon fun.

“Was that just dolphins calling, or did some bat spirit organize an orgy?”

After hearing the sonic waves, An Sheng couldn’t guess what creature was howling.

But from the lewdness of their speech, An Sheng instinctively guessed it must be that group of “Sea Teddy Bears” holding a meeting.

After all, An Sheng had never heard of any Xia nation bat needing a Fiji cup.

Only those ocean street thugs would dare talk about jail-worthy things in broad daylight.

Though dolphins are hailed as sea spirits, their behavior is practically a West Coast gang—should be classified with Chen Nian.

If there’s a girl, they chase her; if not, they flirt with each other.

They often gather for group debauchery, sometimes dozens of dolphins collectively sucking toxins from pufferfish.

If that were all, it wouldn’t matter much to humans—we’d even cross our arms and enjoy the spectacle like popcorn.

But!

The problem with dolphins is that once aroused, everything looks pretty to them; unlucky souls who dive or swim in the open sea have been assaulted by them.

And dolphins move incredibly fast—they can finish and vanish in seconds.

Besides the title “sea spirit,”

their more famous nickname is actually “Sea Teddy Bears!”

“When dolphins communicate, they use ultrasound, right? Can a little fox even hear that? We both have the title ‘spirit,’ but we’re not close—forest spirits aren’t this lewd.”

Though An Sheng didn’t know why he could hear the dolphins’ communication, he now had a brand-new understanding of their depravity.

“Mmmmm”

The little fox, face twisted, hopped onto the table in front of Yu Xueqing: “A Qing… we shouldn’t go into the sea these next few days. Not because I’m afraid of a few dolphins—I already had my net-purchased fish-stunner delivered to Lin Ying’s house.”

“I just feel we might stumble upon some eye-searing scenes if we swim.”

………………

Over at the little fox’s side, whenever the big sister fed him, he never ate properly—he performed all sorts of flashy, acrobatic eating stunts, making Mo Yiqing and Qiu Lingling scream “so cute!” and film him nonstop with their phones.

Across the table, Yin Pengfei’s table was piled high with delicacies, yet utterly silent.

Yin Pengfei’s mind wasn’t on the food at all—he frowned, staring at the content scrolling on his phone screen.

“I get it!”

After pondering a moment and cross-referencing the articles on Baidu, Yin Pengfei reached a definitive conclusion.

Though foxes are canines, they are not domesticated pets.

Fox behavior can be summed up as: dog energy, cat mischief.

But ultimately, they’re just too wild to tame.

If I can break this fox, make him acknowledge me as the alpha, I can treat him like a dog.

With the fox as my inside man, I can finally build a bridge to Mo Yiqing!

With a plan in mind, Yin Pengfei typed into Baidu: “How to Quickly Tame Canine Animals.”

Ignoring the top two ads, he clicked into a dog trainer’s video.

In the video, the trainer strapped a muzzle on a 160-pound Alaskan malamute, then wrestled it on a padded floor, slamming it repeatedly into the ground, jabbing it with a silicone rod eerily resembling a phantom dragon.

Until—

The Alaskan completely wet itself, its once-fierce eyes now glazed and docile.

The trainer stood up, flexing his biceps, two stories high; the formerly violent, bear-like Alaskan now cowered at his feet, head bowed, groveling in submission.

Yin Pengfei felt he understood.

He opened a local delivery app, bought a metal syringe for pets and the most expensive leather muzzle, then ordered a silicone dog-beating rod from the top-rated adult toy store.

Facing the Arctic fox, Yin Pengfei wore a confident grin—no trace of his earlier humiliation.

To win Mo Yiqing’s attention, risking rabies shots was worth it!

The only problem now was:

How could he avoid the three girls’ gazes and secretly turn the fox into a mole among them to help him play the supporting role?

While Yin Pengfei was deep in thought,

seeing the scene heat up, Yu Xueqing turned on her livestream.

The afternoon sun by the sea was brutal—even with sunscreen, going out wasn’t advisable.

Five or six p.m. was perfect: eat dinner, then transition into the seaside night activities.

Today’s livestream, Yu Xueqing abandoned her usual folklore and tea knowledge—she switched to pure time-killing eating broadcast.

But she didn’t eat herself—she let the little fox eat.

“Should I go on? Then I’m really going.”

Seeing Yu Xueqing’s camera fixed entirely on him, the little fox paused, then grinned confidently: “A Qing, tell my viewers—if the stream gets five hundred thousand in gifts, minus taxes, I’ll perform a full-on uncensored show, guaranteed to be epic.”

“Master, Master~! Is Foxie supposed to hunt? Foxie thinks he can catch a three-jin snake!”

The little fox’s confident declaration, once translated by Yu Xueqing’s interspecies skill, underwent price conversion.

A live three-jin snake, net meat, sold for about nine to twelve hundred.

An Sheng aiming for a thousand in livestream gifts wasn’t excessive—he’d spent days at home posting pet-seduction videos.

“A Qing, your stream’s kinda dull—no buzz at all,” Mo Yiqing leaned into the livestream, eyeing the viewer count and scoffed.

If the stream showed viewer numbers, it meant zero heat or likes.

“Small gifts don’t count—I’ll give you some real ones,” Mo Yiqing pulled out her phone and sent gifts to Yu Xueqing’s stream.

“Say thank you to the boss,” Mo Yiqing pointed at her cheek, nudged Yu Xueqing, then pointed at the little fox on the table, cleared her throat, and spelled it out plainly.

Suddenly, a three-thousand-yuan Carnival gift notification floated across the livestream chat.

The viewer count on the stream instantly switched to a heat meter—and the stream’s ranking surged dramatically.

“Hss”

Yu Xueqing sucked in a sharp breath, glancing at Mo Yiqing in stunned silence: “A Carnival gift counts as small? Then what counts as big?”

“Of course, a WeChat transfer of a huge sum! Forget the trivial stuff—bring the fox forward!”

“Mmm?”

The little fox, hearing this, cautiously stepped forward and nuzzled his snout against Mo Yiqing’s cheek, giving her a light kiss.

“Good boy!” Mo Yiqing praised: “Reward!”

(End of Chapter)