[{"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-176":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},2340629,4575,"Chapter 176: The King Cobra Peers Out, Slowly: ?","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-176",176,"\u003Cp>The four-kilometer racecourse, guided by the crackling of firecrackers, saw the procession escorting the Immortal Master racing at full speed along the closed road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In An Sheng’s team, the sedan bearers were all elderly, but they were farmers who ran up the tea hills daily; though past their prime, they ate from giant stainless steel bowls and possessed tremendous endurance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As An Sheng’s team turned a corner, they encountered another village’s procession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing An Sheng’s team approach, they instantly blocked the path without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Try bumping into us—I’ll treat all of you to KFC after the parade ends!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then you’ll learn that in KFC’s old man, there’s no K, no F, just a muscular, beefy old man standing there!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing them crowd forward, An Sheng shouted a series of high-pitched screeches, raised his feather duster, and grinned wickedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the opposing team didn’t understand the fox’s threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They slammed on their brakes, trying to halt An Sheng’s team and slow them down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng sneered, thrusting his feather duster straight into the armpits of the opposing bearers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s sweltering summer, and you’re only wearing vests? You’ve never felt a feather duster, have you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yahaha! Foul play! Changxizhen’s team is fouling!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bearers struck by An Sheng’s attack writhed with unbearable itching, curled up, laughed uncontrollably, and nearly dropped their master’s sedan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rhythm of their run, disrupted by the Fuli Lao Ye’s tickling, shattered completely, their breathing thrown into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re full of shit! Our Fuli Lao Ye waved his big tail to greet you! You’re the ones going mad—what’s that got to do with Fuli Lao Ye?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhenghong, running ahead, didn’t fully see Fuli Lao Ye’s defensive counterattack—he only caught a glimpse in his peripheral vision: Fuli Lao Ye seemed to extend something and wave it friendly-like.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the opposing bearers tumbled over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you’ve got guts, make your own master speak and greet us! See if I don’t kneel!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhenghong charged forward with his sedan, but still spat toward the opposing team as he ran.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Our Fuli Lao Ye has power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If your master has power too, why doesn’t he come out and trip us all to the ground?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn, that actually makes sense.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching An Sheng’s team vanish in a cloud of dust around the corner, the opposing village’s bearers cursed and helped their master up, chasing after them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the time they’d wasted, two other teams had already overtaken them—each team carried their sedan on one shoulder, one hand gripping the bamboo pole, sprinting swiftly as their hundred-jin deity statue bounced rhythmically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The villagers along the route had long grown accustomed to the intense physical rivalry during the parade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stood quietly on both sides of the road, filming videos on their phones, as if watching human F1 racing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even those lighting firecrackers to guide the way only hung them from bamboo poles far off the road and lit them from a distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A collision with the parade team carried force comparable to a low-speed impact from an A0-class car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People wouldn’t be launched into the sky in spirals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But sliding three to five meters was normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hurry! Two teams ahead!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fellow villagers along the route, especially at turns, cheered for An Sheng and gave real-time updates on the race standings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally four teams led, but two had gotten lost on Changxizhen’s narrow lanes, and even after turning back, they’d taken a huge detour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng’s team now held third place, but the two ahead had started over a minute earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng’s team sprinting along the course still faced difficulty catching the first and second place teams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like, as my first time serving as master, I’ll have to settle for friendship first, competition second.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seated in the sedan, An Sheng had left the village path and entered the main straight road; from his vantage point, he could see the small agricultural market, now brightly decorated and ready to welcome the champion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng’s team still lagged behind the leader by at least three hundred meters, and the second-place team was a hundred meters ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After three kilometers of explosive sprinting, though exhausted, all teams still maintained college-level sprint speeds—hard to close the gap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Though I feel a bit bad for all you old men, don’t worry—tonight, the entire East Sea Linglong banquet’s on me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng thought again—he was representing Changxizhen for the first time; he didn’t want his village to lose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little fox’s face showed regret; it opened its mouth and let out a piercing, resonant ying-ying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fur?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A king cobra less than three meters long, hearing Fuli Lao Ye’s call, poked its head from the grass, still gripping a bamboo pit viper clenched in its jaws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hundred meters away, a clutch of baby king cobras lifted their heads, staring toward the asphalt road leading to the market.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adult king cobra was puzzled, but still followed Fuli Lao Ye’s instruction and began playing a chase game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only it had hands, everyone could’ve seen the king cobra scratching its head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The king cobra surged forward, activating its unique burst technique, racing at six meters per second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sudden lunge, the king cobra landed behind An Sheng’s team and let out a piercing hiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Holy shit! King cobra!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Zhenghong caught a shadow in his peripheral vision, turned instinctively—and saw a snake with a square face and a neck like a soup spoon, hanging behind, flicking its tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other bearers froze, turned back, and met the king cobra’s bewildered little eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In silence, An Sheng’s team felt as if nitrogen boosters had been installed under their sedan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them, the king cobra hissed “Fur!”—and the entire team’s speed surged dramatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shoe soles nearly sparked, legs blurred into afterimages—An Sheng’s team shot past like lightning, leaving the former second-place team far behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second-place parade team froze, bearers staring blankly at An Sheng’s team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until they saw the swarm of king cobras closing in behind An Sheng’s team—then they turned pale with terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Holy shit! A whole nest of king cobras! Did they step on a mother protecting her young?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing danger, the second-place team leapt sideways, avoiding the charging snake swarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Step on your mom! Call the fire department!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Sheng’s team raced ahead; from afar, someone shouted at the second-place team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The king cobra’s burst speed was six meters per second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though only sustainable briefly, it was enough to trigger an adrenaline rush, forcing everyone to sprint with every last ounce of strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sedan, once carried on shoulders, was now lifted high—the old men seemed to relive childhood, terrified into trembling grandchildren.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The team from neighboring Dougu Village, certain they’d win first place, stared in shock as a line of sprinting old men overtook them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of youthful, energetic old men are these? At their age, sprinting this fast—don’t they fear breaking their bones?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dougu Village youths cursed inwardly—but soon they couldn’t curse anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the king cobra swarm had reached their backs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a moment ago, they were mocking Changxizhen’s elderly as “youthful, energetic old men.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next, they themselves became energetic little old men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though king cobra venom isn’t the strongest in Xia Country, their venom volume typically equals a glass of baijiu—locals all know: never touch any king cobra.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bite carries an extremely high fatality rate, especially during breeding season—never wander near Sheshan or its surroundings unless you want to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King cobras are protected animals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, seeing one makes your scalp tingle—not everyone welcomes them like Yu Xueqing does.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ying-ying-ying!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing they’d reached first place and the temporary deity altar was right ahead, An Sheng ying-yinged to the king cobras, thanking them for their help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should they need anything in the future, they should just come find Fuli Lao Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Village chief! Help! Snakes are chasing us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reaching the altar stage before the Changxizhen crowd, Yu Zhenghong finally broke down, shouting out his ordeal, nearly in tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forget the snakes! We’ll hold them off—hurry, get Fuli Lao Ye to the altar and claim first position!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Chen scanned the surroundings, saw no snakes or snake-like shapes, and urgently ordered Yu Zhenghong’s team to keep running.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forget the snakes—we’ll hold them off. Now hurry to the altar and claim first position!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Urged by Old Chen, Yu Zhenghong’s team sprinted faster, reaching the canopy, stopping before a red cloth hanging from ceiling to floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dong-dong-dong!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A burst of gongs and drums erupted inside the canopy; the Changxizhen villagers cheered and rushed forward, taking turns to carry An Sheng’s sedan—then, hearing the drums, people outside lit the pre-prepared firecrackers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ying-ying-ying!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lifted high by the villagers, the little fox stood upright on its sedan, ying-yinging, raising both arms high—upon closer look, its fingers were uneven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little fox curled its fingers, mimicking the human “NO.1” gesture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ying-ying-ying!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao An!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Xueqing, riding an electric scooter with Mo Yiqing, saw An Sheng lifted high and was startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoa!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Yiqing, swept up by the atmosphere, felt as if transported back to dragon boat racing—holding up her phone, shouting along with the villagers before the altar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1532,"2026-06-20T23:19:16.017Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f8e53ca441a1ba21512ed731fec18d39f89ce89617ec353d6793c982422fa4c9","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-177","the-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-chapter-175",354,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fox-has-no-malicious-intent-cover.jpg"]