Chapter 47

  Due to the fox's unique escape route, my head spinning on his shoulder made me dizzy, and with a 'whoosh' sound, I involuntarily spat out a strange object from my mouth.

  "What's that smell?"

  The fox stopped jumping and looked around, shaking its head, "Thirteenth generation, you smell it, what kind of monster's feces is this, why does it have such a strange smell?"

  What the hell is this? I'm going to die from anger... Before I could even finish speaking, he lowered his head and let out another stream. In an instant, it was like a waterfall, and the stuff that came out splattered all over the white shirt on the fox's body.

  "Ah..."

  The fox let out a sharp cry, and the hand on my waist tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again, probably trying to shake me off.

  "Idiot, swallow back the filthy thing into your belly and don't spit it out again."

  "Me me......" I don't want to either!

  Before he could finish what he wanted to say, he hung his head and sighed again.

  "Swallow it back."

  The fox let out a loud roar and I felt my body spinning in the air again, after which he put me back on the ground. My legs went limp and I fell to the ground.

  The fox put me on the ground, jumped far away in an instant, covered its nose with its paws, shook its head and said: "Alas, you're just a small body, how dare you claim to be the 13th generation successor of Xia's Royal Sorcerer outside? It's really embarrassing, losing face for your Xia's Royal Sorcerer title."

  "Where did I lose face?" I stood up straight with my hands on my waist and said to him, "I've been learning demon-subduing techniques from Grandpa since I was three years old. Although, although I haven't caught any powerful demons until now, I dare to guarantee that I have always been studying very hard and never slacked off."

  "Whether or not you're lazy is one thing." The fox took a few more steps back, fanning its nose with its hand, and said with disdain:

  Whether this is wise or not is another matter. When it comes to capturing demons and subduing ghosts, what's needed is wisdom. Without wisdom, everything else is useless, even if you have it."

  He said with a face full of disdain: "You've practiced for over a decade, can't even kill a few ghosts properly, and all you do is cause trouble for me. Are you useful? Not in the slightest."

  I clench my fists tightly, gritting my teeth in anger, constantly telling myself not to get angry, don't get angry, as if he's having a nervous breakdown, a fox talking to himself, ignoring and not listening.

  Have to say, this fox is really good at talking. Even if I don't respond with a single word, he can still talk for half a day by himself.

  "Your grandfather probably still doesn't know that your intelligence is so low, if he knew, I'm sure the eleventh generation of the Xia family would rather have no one to catch monsters than come and teach you, this good-for-nothing fool."

  "You... you... you son of a bitch."

  I'm so angry I could vomit blood, but before the blood comes out, my stomach churns again and I start vomiting nonstop. It feels like I'm about to throw up bile too. But after throwing up, my heart suddenly feels a lot more comfortable.

  "You're not having a little one, are you?"

  The fox spirit on the side had a suspicious look on his face and smiled slyly, "Could it be possible that it's mine? What do you think, Thirteen?"

  "Get out of here."

  I lifted my arm and wiped the dirt off the corner of my mouth with my sleeve, looked up at his smug face, and was really speechless. Arguing, I'm afraid it's impossible to win him over, so it's better not to bother, lest I get angry to death.