CRASH!
Inside the central crystal palace of Ten-Thousand-Flower Valley, a three-hundred-year-old jade vanity table exploded into ten thousand sparkling shards.
Matriarch Su Meiniang stood in the middle of the ruined hall, her chest heaving and her nine snow-white fox tails whipping through the air so hard they cracked like bullwhips!
“Five hundred disciples!” Su Meiniang shrieked, her Rank 6 Mid Golden Core aura turning the pink flower petals in the courtyard into ash. “I spent fifty years training those five hundred Fox-Spirit girls in the supreme art of charm, illusion, and luxury sales! And you are telling me that every single one of them defected to that human’s store in a single afternoon for a fifty-percent bathhouse discount and a plate of roast duck?!”
Kneeling on the floor, the trembling wagon driver who had escaped on foot nodded frantically. “I-it’s true, Matriarch! Steward Hu Xiaohong is now the First-Floor Cosmetics Supervisor of Dry-Well Mega Department Store #1! When I tried to tell her to come home, she sprayed me in the face with a two-copper bottle of mint shampoo and told me to tell you that our valley’s flower oil smells like rancid lard!”
“Rancid lard?!” Su Meiniang clutched her chest as if she were having a stroke. “Our Ten-Thousand-Flower Valley has supplied the royal courts of the Demon Lands for three hundred years! Summon the Seven Great Fox Elders immediately! We are marching north tonight to burn that glass box to the ground and skin those five hundred traitors—”
