Chapter 9: This Uncle Is Too Easy to Fool

Bebê Fofo de Warcraft: A Mãe Raposa Demoníaca Não é Fácil de Mexer Guo, o gatinho 2419 words 2026-08-04 05:24:38

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Only after Xiaotong left did Mingxi return to her bed, reflecting that having such an adorably clueless son wasn’t so bad after all. She had even skipped the whole process of childbirth! As for who the child’s father was—what did it matter? From now on, she would venture through the martial world alone with her son; there was no time or energy to worry about finding his real father.

Since she had decided to stay on the Xuanling Continent, she had to think positively. After all, countless fox demons throughout history had trained hard just for the chance to become human one day. Mingxi’s reincarnation as a human was actually a stroke of luck.

However... the humans on this Xuanling Continent were truly foolish.

The original owner of this body, Mingxi, lost all spiritual power after summoning Bai Ling at the age of six—there must have been a reason for that. If she calmly searched for the cause, it wasn’t impossible to restore her spiritual power. There was no need to give up and be treated like a waste, beaten and scolded every day.

...The Ming family was utterly unreasonable!

In short, Mingxi could not tolerate such treatment. She had to find a way to regain her powers as soon as possible.

“When my adorably clueless son brings back the roast chicken, this fox demon will eat her fill, recover, and then leave! I won’t stay and suffer in this wretched mansion!” Mingxi murmured, plotting her next move.

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Meanwhile, Xiaotong stood outside the tavern for a long time, peering through the window at the roast chickens and ducks in the kitchen. Without money, getting a roast chicken was truly a matter of skill!

Facing the burly man selling roast chicken, Xiaotong lost all courage to approach. If he were angered, the consequences would be unimaginable...

But since his mother had given the order, he was determined to complete the mission! Yet, if he couldn’t steal or snatch it, how could he get his hands on a roast chicken?

...Got it!

Xiaotong suddenly had a bright idea, snapping his fingers and calling out, “Bai Ling, come with me!” Then he grinned mischievously and ran off toward a certain place.

Bai Ling was confused, unsure of Xiaotong’s plan. They arrived outside the county office, where Xiaotong hid and studied the gate carefully.

“Little master, what are you planning to do, meow?” Bai Ling asked, puzzled.

“...Of course, I’m going to scam them! I won’t steal or rob, but scamming? Xiaotong’s got this! Bai Ling, wait here and don’t come out unless I say so.”

Just then, a refined scholar emerged from the office. The young man was strikingly handsome, with chiseled, angular features and an air of gentle elegance. He carried several books that looked like investigative records and held an exquisitely crafted brush.

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If Xiaotong’s eyes did not deceive him, this refined gentleman would be the easiest target for a scam! And the reason Xiaotong chose the county office was because these men were all wealthy.

Well then... it’s him!

Xiaotong grinned wickedly and suddenly dashed forward, kneeling loudly before the scholarly youth. Clinging tightly to the young man’s leg, he burst into tears, “Uncle, please help Xiaotong! If you don’t help me, I really won’t survive, sob sob...”

What?! The scholar was startled by the sudden scene. Seeing this eyepatch-wearing little boy clinging to his leg, his first thought was...

“Little one, are you here to seek justice at the office? You’ve come to the wrong person; I’m just here on business.”

“No, no! I came looking for you, Uncle! Please help Xiaotong, won’t you? I beg you, sob sob...”

“Uh... then why do you need me?”

“Uncle, Xiaotong’s mother is terminally ill and doesn’t have long to live. She’s lived for twenty-one years, always scrambling for leftover scraps with the pigs, never tasting any meat... Now she’s dying, and Xiaotong’s biggest dream is to let her eat a roast chicken before she passes...” Xiaotong’s eyes filled with tears as he spoke, wiping them away repeatedly. Bai Ling twitched in the corner, utterly speechless at Xiaotong’s story. Xiaotong continued, “But Xiaotong has no money to buy a roast chicken, sob sob...”

“Little one, you...”

The scholar was about to speak, but Xiaotong interrupted, “Also, I have no father and have never even seen what he looks like. Mother said he’s from the Beastmen tribe, and since you seem so capable, you must be from the Beastmen too, right? Sob sob...”

“...”

“And Xiaotong is blind in the left eye—a disabled child... No father, a dying mother, so Uncle, please, help Xiaotong...”

The youth was defeated by the child’s plea, feeling deeply sorry for him.

“Ah, little one, you really have it tough. Your greatest dream is just to buy your mother a roast chicken?” The youth sighed sadly, then pulled out a silver ingot and handed it to Xiaotong. “Take this; it should be enough to buy roast chicken for you both for several days!”

Huh? Only one ingot? Surely someone who works at the county office wasn’t that poor.

“Thank you, Uncle... Xiaotong also wants to ask you for one more favor, sob sob...”

“What favor?”

“Xiaotong wants to be a filial child, so I can’t bear to have my mother’s body left out in the wild after she dies... But Xiaotong has no money to arrange a proper funeral, sob sob...”

“I see...” The youth scratched his head, then took out some silver notes from his pouch. “Take this to arrange your mother’s funeral.”

“Thank you, Uncle! By the way, what’s your name? Xiaotong wants to remember your name to worship you every day!”

“Shi Zhiyan.”

“Okay! Uncle Shi, Xiaotong will never forget your great kindness, qaq!”

“Little one, go home soon. There have been wild beasts causing trouble in the county lately. Try not to go out and risk being hurt.”

“Okay! Xiaotong understands! Goodbye, Uncle!”

Clutching the silver tightly, Xiaotong soon ran off, leaving Shi Zhiyan to sigh, “Such a pitiful child... But... why do I suddenly feel like I’ve been tricked?”

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“Mother! Mother, I got the roast chicken!” Xiaotong dashed back into the room and handed the roast chicken to Mingxi.

“Well done, my adorably clueless son! By the way, how did you manage to get it so quickly?” Mingxi was delighted but more puzzled. How had her clueless son gotten hold of the roast chicken so fast?

“Not stolen! I scammed for it! Xiaotong got so much money—am I not clever? =w=”

What?! Scammed?! Mingxi was stunned, unable to believe her clueless son was actually so smart!

And when Xiaotong handed over the money, Mingxi nearly turned to stone!

This was not just some silver coins—it was five hundred taels of silver! More than enough for travel expenses!

“Son! Who did you scam?”