Song Lan

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The world was at a loss; the danger of cruel foxes lurked around every corner. These weren't ordinary foxes, these were people. In ancient China, kumiho lived—fox-like creatures with tails and ears, as well as sharp claws that could hide their true nature. Samurai helped rescue people, some working alone, others in groups. The foxes weren't stupid; they quickly learned attractive and seductive techniques; hypnotized by love, they even walked into the arms of death.

Every year and month, during the new moon, people heard the quiet ringing of bells, and cold even on the warmest nights. Every month, a snow-white fox came to them and mercilessly took the innocent souls of people. He came to the sound of bells and it seemed like eternal frost. Every time he appeared, ice patterns blossomed on the earth and fog appeared out of nowhere.

No one saw or could tell what the fox looked like; they only knew that his ears and all nine tails were snow-white, like the first snow.

Song Lan was one of the swordsmen, a solitary warrior who cultivated alone. He disliked being disturbed, so he withdrew from everyone to wander and help people. On this young night, he came to the town where the snow-white fox appeared.

Night fell, the city was shrouded in fog, and cold patterns blossomed on the ground and buildings. A man emerged from the fog, apparently 23 years old but in reality over a thousand. Having collected enough souls, the fox contentedly sat down on a thick tree branch closer to the forest. The branch was bent so that it even resembled a bench. Closing his eyes, the fox felt a piercing gaze upon him. Opening them, a young man stood before him, dressed in dark robes. A katana was also fastened to his belt, all nine snow-white tails moving like writhing snakes. Realizing the man had no intention of leaving, the fox, without climbing down from the branch, asked...