[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent":3,"chapter-the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-138":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Fox Has No Malicious Intent",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2340591,4575,"Chapter 138: Qing Holds Her Stick, Slicing the Fox","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-138",138,"\u003Cp>“Roar—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among spiritual beasts, especially apex-level ones, territorial awareness is extremely strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden lion in the resort, the moment it saw the fox, its eyes seemed ready to bleed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That dog thing sneaking around at midnight, skulking into the heart of my den—no good will come of it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderous lion roar erupted from Nandao; the golden lion leapt forward, and behind it, the leopards and monkey troop shuddered, grabbed their weapons, and hurried after their leader to confront the intruder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the sound of the roar, An Sheng jolted, instinctively turning to look toward Beidao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That shout of “dog thing” didn’t intimidate An Sheng, but he didn’t know whether the lion’s roar had reached Qing’s ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The male lion, weighing nearly four hundred kilograms, moved with the agility of a spirit monkey, sprinting across the sea cliff, its claws digging into protruding rocks, muscles bulging in its arms and back like a demonic mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lion’s face twisted in ferocity; all four limbs propelled it swiftly to the artificial viewing platform by the cliff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Roar—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lion launched itself into the air, its massive head smashing into the metal railing, buckling it section by section, then opened its jaws to bite the fox.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brat! How dare you drag me into dishonor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng’s face turned pale; forgetting everything else, he directly rammed the killer whale’s rocket-head strike into the lion’s lower jaw, forcing its gaping mouth shut, silencing its roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lion’s body tilted toward the cliff, but its tail whipped around a metal railing post, swinging it midair, flipping it over to land squarely on all fours on the platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll carry the lion like a tripod! Tear your mouth apart!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two-tailed fox stood upright, ducked low, and lunged forward, wrapping its arms around the lion’s pillar-like paw and pulling backward, twisting the lion’s forelimbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lion had never imagined the fox’s strength could be so brutally overpowering—it was flung into a full midair roll by the fox’s explosive charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Crash—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lion’s head slammed into a stone chair; the impact shattered the marble surface, exposing the reinforced concrete beneath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heave!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After toppling the four- to five-hundred-kilogram lion, the little fox didn’t pause; it spun, hooked its hand into the lion’s fur, used its tail as a pivot, and hoisted the entire lion into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gripping the lion’s head, the fox leapt down the mountain stairs, using the height difference to drive the lion’s heavy skull into the cement ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The viewing platform and road had a drop of dozens of meters; the lion, its head pinned by the fox, couldn’t adjust its body midair—it could only watch helplessly as its head smashed into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a crash and shattering sound, the lion, slammed by the fox’s bear hug, struck the cement with immense force, downward momentum, and its own weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the point of impact, the cement cratered inward, the lion’s head embedded in it; its once-muscular body instinctively curled up, now rigid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two leopards detouring to the scene witnessed their boss being slammed midair like a bomb—they froze, limbs stiff, trying to halt their high-speed charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the screech of paw pads grinding against cement, the leopards skidded to a stop not far from the little fox.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two leopards stared blankly, unable to believe what they’d just seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Slap—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little fox raised its paw, regardless of whether the leopards had roared, and slapped them first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two leopards winced, clutching their cheeks, then slowly lowered their bodies, showing submission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arriving monkey troop froze in shock, immediately tossing their sticks and stones aside, expertly hugging their heads and crouching in a line, trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait—what’s this move?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the monkeys’ actions, An Sheng, who’d been worried the noise might reach Beidao, couldn’t help but laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only because he knew they were monkeys—if he didn’t, he’d think they were humans disguised as monkeys, or maybe ladybugs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of the little fox here, he unconsciously glanced toward the resort with its fog-lamp black fire, his expression turning strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some things—unless taught by humans—these monkeys, seemingly living in a zoo, could never know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could this resort have been raided by the Anquan Bureau for vice before it even opened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng muttered to himself, his gaze shifting toward the killer whale by the seaside villa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The killer whale regarded the fox with curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though also an apex-level spiritual beast, it lived in the ocean and had no conflict with land-dwelling ones; it held no hostility toward An Sheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the little fox look its way, the killer whale emitted a soft whimper, raised its head, and blasted a jet of seawater onto the sacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Goods. Transaction.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The killer whale’s message was vague, but it conveyed its intent to the little fox.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mmm—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little fox looked at the leopards and monkeys, then calmly instructed them to continue the transaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two leopards instantly understood, their faces beaming with flattery as they carried new white sacks toward the pier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monkey troop followed quickly, though a few lagged behind, frantically slapping their necks, eyes rolling back as they tried to revive the unconscious Lion King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng reached the pier, curiously pulled open one sack, revealing its contents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside wasn’t the adult toys or drugs he’d imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just ice—clearly produced by an ice machine, judging by the uniform size.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lion King led the monkey troop, hauling roughly two hundred jin of ice from the resort to the seaside pier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mmm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid An Sheng’s odd expression, the two apex spiritual beasts began their transaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monkey troop pulled out brushes—common bathroom floor brushes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The killer whale opened its mouth; the monkeys leapt inside, scrubbing vigorously at the apex predator’s tooth gaps, even squeezing toothpaste onto them, scrubbing hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After brushing, the monkeys produced a paste An Sheng had never seen, spreading it over the killer whale’s teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gurgle—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The killer whale swallowed a mouthful of seawater, spat out the foam, swam aside, and the monkeys on the pier placed the sacks down, untied the ropes, letting the ice tumble into the open jaws of the waiting apex predator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mmmmmm—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The killer whale, now eating ice, instantly turned into a whimpering cutie, emitting joyful little moans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other killer whales lined up, waiting for the monkeys to brush their teeth and feed them ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though apex predators of the ocean, killer whales’ teeth don’t regrow like great white sharks’.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For killer whales, if their teeth go bad, they’re permanently toothless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Killer whales live long—average fifty years, some reaching 105.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As top predators, their long lifespans and inability to replace teeth mean they suffer severe dental wear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dental care, the killer whales pulled massive amounts of meat and fruit from the sea, tossing them onto the pier for the monkeys and leopards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The killer whale clan turned and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they departed, the lead killer whale—pitch-black tinged with purple—sneaked beneath the waves, then blasted a geyser from its blowhole, sending two floating dolphins flying three to four meters into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dolphins: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng, having witnessed the entire transaction, stared blankly at the unconscious Golden Lion King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You should’ve said you were a dentist!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you’d just shut up a couple times, I wouldn’t have had to use that tombstone nail-head move I saw on a short video.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait here—I’ll go get a doctor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little fox shook its head helplessly and sprinted toward Beidao, preparing to borrow a phone from Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As An Sheng neared the Beidao restaurant, he saw Yu Xueqing standing in the square before it, holding a cylindrical rod over a meter long, like a stick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng froze, slowed his pace, and stared suspiciously at the “stick” in Yu Xueqing’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xueqing sensed something, turned around, and saw Xiao An, who’d vanished nearly half an hour ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1316,"2026-06-20T23:19:16.017Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d033d0b3f48a0eea9039bcc9975c85d9b94869d349d62feaab2e6b0ccb994076","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-139","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-137",354,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-cover.jpg"]