Something's Off About My Fox Disciple - Chapter 1

The noisy underground auction house was presenting its final lot.

Curled inside an enormous iron cage was an exquisitely beautiful young man with fox ears. His clothes hung in tatters, exposing much of his scarred back.

Below the stage, bidders packed shoulder to shoulder. Visitors from every direction stared at him without blinking.

“Isn’t that the beastman belonging to the master of Qingyun Sect, the greatest sect in the world? How did he sink so low that they’re auctioning him here?”

“Haven’t you heard? Apparently he displeased Sect Master Gu, who threw him out and washed his hands of him.”

“A lowborn beastman. Who would take him in once Qingyun Sect was done with him?”

As they spoke, the auctioneer’s long whip lashed across the young man’s back. His skin split open again, leaving pitiable red welts.

“Ladies and gentlemen, you may not know that we have already trained him thoroughly. Foxes are naturally wanton, with any number of tricks. He is certain to satisfy you!”

Under the threat of violence, the deaf beastman answered numbly.

“This slave is yours to command.”

The bidders’ murmurs faded. A feverish gleam crept into their eyes.

“Well, Sect Master Gu is out of my league, but sampling someone he’s had wouldn’t be bad.”

“That figure, that face—and already trained. One taste of this beastman and you’d never get enough.”

Amid the filth pouring from their mouths, I sat in a private room on the second floor, watching his neck tremble with fear.

So slender and pale. Like a flower bud: fragile and beautiful.

I had transmigrated into a novel.

The pitiful beastman before me was Xie Ji, the male lead of this boys’ love abuse novel.

His life was a string of misfortunes. The various men in this world continually raped and tormented him, treating him as nothing more than an outlet for their lust.

And I, Su Yu’an, had become the cannon-fodder master in the story.

At this auction, my eldest disciple, Ling Cheng, was supposed to buy him and bring him into our Luoxia Sect.

Ling Cheng was gifted, graceful, and charming. Unfortunately, he had some unspeakable tastes in bed.

Xie Ji’s first ordeal would come at Ling Cheng’s hands, leaving him half dead.

“One thousand spirit stones.”

While I was lost in thought, the white-robed young man in a crescent-moon mask began bidding.

A fox-eared beastman of peerless beauty. Ling Cheng had taken one look at him and decided he had to have him.

Several other bidders immediately joined in.

The price soon climbed to five thousand taels.

Ling Cheng had no patience for a drawn-out contest. “Ten thousand,” he declared.

His naked gaze rested on Xie Ji’s back. He licked his lips, unable to wait.

“I want him.”

Beautiful though he was, everyone present knew how to calculate a profit. Spending ten thousand on a beastman was guaranteed to lose money.

Silence fell. No one bid again.

Xie Ji’s throat bobbed. As if he could already see what awaited him, his slight frame began shaking even harder.

Damn it. Thinking of everything that would happen to him…

Some impulse seized me. I gritted my teeth and raised my paddle at the very last second.

“One hundred thousand.”

One hundred thousand spirit stones!

The entire room erupted. Who would pay such a staggering price for a beastman with that reputation?

Furious at having his prize snatched away, Ling Cheng looked up to see who had dared.

Our eyes met before I could prepare myself.

I rubbed my nose and gave him an awkward wave.

“Hi, my dear eldest disciple.”