Chapter 351: The Fox Who Tore the House, the Girl Who Saved Them

After sensing an abnormal change in herself, Lin Ying walked to the mirror and stared at her reflection—her head now sprouting a pair of foxlike triangular ears. She froze, then turned her head sideways to look at her rear.

The clothing that normally covered part of her buttocks now showed an unnatural bulge. Lin Ying reached in and pulled outward from inside her pants—out came a fluffy, downy tail. Her face was filled with confusion.

“How did I turn into a fox?”

Looking at her slightly altered face, Lin Ying felt her eye corners subtly lifted. The simple, demure makeup that once emphasized her elegance now somehow added an unexpected allure. Moreover, she sensed something strange about herself.

She couldn’t say exactly what was strange, but abstractly speaking, power kept surging out of her.

Lin Ying frowned and extended her arm, lifting the decorative table in front of the door. The hundred-jin object now felt as light as a badminton racket.

“Crash—”

The antique vase on the table smashed onto the floor. Lin Ying, clearly in an altered state, paid it no mind. Instead, she leapt excitedly, like an ancient martial hero, sprinting across walls and ceilings until she landed in the kitchen.

Watching the three-unit, high-end metal-finished refrigerator, Lin Ying lifted it with both arms—it flew upward and slammed into the ceiling. Yet even now, she seemed unsatisfied. She continued walking toward the gym equipment area.

“.”

An Sheng hid atop the leather sofa, a pillow balanced on his head, secretly observing the scene.

“Here it goes, here it goes—our fox young lady’s started tearing the house apart. Her excitement level’s about to explode.”

Hearing the “thunderous” crashes from the gym, An Sheng stared in disbelief and muttered.

After Lin Ying received the injection, An Sheng could clearly tell her mood had changed.

Normally, Lin Ying showed little emotional fluctuation. She never pouted or scowled.

But she also rarely showed any emotion—like a serious, composed elite seated at a negotiation table.

Yet.

After the Lingli potion took effect, Lin Ying’s lips curled upward visibly, her excitement unmistakable.

Foxes are highly excitable. Their destructive potential when tearing things apart far exceeds that of a Husky.

Given enough time, a fox could even dig up the foundation and build its nest underground.

An Sheng didn’t do such things because digging was less fun than a phone—he’d dug enough dirt in his past life.

“Click—”

Lin Bingyun entered carrying groceries. She saw the table, once resting on four legs, now standing upright. The Qing-dynasty vase on it lay shattered on the floor, water and flowers splashed over her. She blinked in shock.

She glanced sideways—the full-height custom shoe cabinet had shifted. The fruit platter on the kitchen island was overturned. The linked refrigerator lay on its side like a broken-legged beast.

Faintly.

Lin Bingyun even noticed the washing-drying combo unit had been moved.

“Master Fuli, you—”

As Lin Bingyun surveyed the “battlefield,” she spotted Master Fuli, curled up in the sofa’s crevice, a pillow balanced on his head.

“Listen… to the fox’s voice.”

An Sheng noticed Lin Bingyun’s gaze, looked at her in awe, and said: “Lin Ying’s tearing the house apart!”

Lin Bingyun turned her head to listen—and indeed, she heard strange humming.

“The young lady… is tearing the house apart?” Lin Bingyun froze.

“Master Fuli! I feel the power!” Lin Ying walked out of the gym. Her tail, once one, had now doubled into two, rising with her excitement.

Lin Ying sprinted over twenty meters and leapt onto the sofa, hugging Master Fuli and rubbing against him.

“Ying ying ying—” An Sheng’s face twisted in terror.

“Ying?” Lin Ying let out a soft trill, tilting her head at Master Fuli.

“Ying!” An Sheng replied.

After transforming into a fox, Lin Ying instinctively understood fox language. She chattered fluently in fox-speak, matching An Sheng’s “ying.”

Lin Bingyun stood dumbfounded, panicked, as if a naive girl caught off-guard.

“Big—”

“The young lady turned into a fox and tore the house apart!”

………………

The chaos in Phoenix City Community lasted half an hour. When the Lingli potion’s effect faded, Lin Ying returned to her normal form and curled up on the sofa to sleep. Only then did An Sheng, Lin Bingyun, and the servants exhale in relief.

Lin Ying was asleep.

But the house resembled a war zone.

The sofa now hung from the ceiling, replacing the chandelier. The washing machine rode atop the television like some impossible beast.

An Sheng pondered for a long time, unable to fathom how such a thin TV could support the washing machine.

Not to mention the absurdity of the square fireplace now standing upright as a diamond shape on the island counter.

“I’m deeply sorry, Miss, for her outburst tonight,” Lin Bingyun apologized repeatedly as she dropped An Sheng off at school.

“It’s fine. Go take care of Miss Lin. You can drop me here,” An Sheng wiped the fox’s tiny face.

“Understood.”

As Lin Bingyun returned to school, her expression held no resignation—only intense excitement.

Preliminary estimates of Lin Ying’s destruction: around two million. The island counter alone cost forty thousand. The refrigerator, over thirty thousand. The gym equipment set, sixteen thousand. The sofa, around fourteen thousand.

But in Lin Bingyun’s eyes, it was entirely worth it.

She hadn’t seen such a lively, cheerful young lady in half a year.

The loss was large, yes—but still less than half a day’s average income for Lin Ying.

As long as the young lady was happy.

…………

Watching Lin Bingyun depart.

An Sheng patted the saddlebag on his chest—inside still rested one vial of Lingli potion.

He’d originally planned to inject Yu Xueqing’s rear—but after witnessing Lin Ying’s destruction.

An Sheng decided to proceed cautiously. Yu Xueqing’s natural destructive potential was already impressive. If she got the injection, would she not demolish the entire academy within half an hour?

“I’ll ask Wang Qiqi tomorrow—what exactly is this weird potion? Did someone give us counterfeit medicine?”

An Sheng felt these potions, though harmless, required professional guidance to avoid another incident like Lin Ying’s fox rampage tonight.

An Sheng checked the time: 4:30 a.m. Perfect—he could head home and sleep in.

He strolled casually toward the girls’ dormitory.

At the dorm entrance, he met the dorm supervisor.

The supervisor glanced at An Sheng, ignored the mischievous spirit-beast fox, then straightened her posture, took a deep breath, and turned toward the dorm building, roaring like thunder:

“Fourth-year, Nongxue Academy—Yu Xueqing!”

“Yu Xueqing!”

“The Animal Science Academy’s teacher needs you—his student’s rooster was swallowed by a python last night!”

“Yu Xueqing of Nongxue Academy, next door—”

As the supervisor shouted the second time, students poked their heads out of the dorm windows, stunned.

“Who? Who’s the wild hero?”

“Where? Where’s Xu Xian?”

Yu Xueqing sat up, bewildered: “Huh?”

(End of Chapter)