I saw my father glaring at me from afar, his face displeased. The mighty Fox King actually believed these two mongrels could produce the future hope of our clan.
I laughed out loud. “Then I wish you both the birth of a white fox!”
They couldn’t produce one. A silver fox and a mixed fur fox could only produce another
mixed fur!
Moreover, Damien’s magic was depleted from maintaining his appearance. He likely
couldn’t father a child at all.
Ivy, you’ll slowly taste all the pain I suffered in my past life!
I left the palace amid everyone’s mockery.
Even the clan members on the road to the Frozen Lands constantly humiliated me.
“You’re of such lowly status. If you anger the Fox God, we’ll beat you to death,
understand?”
My magic had been sealed by my father. I could only endure their abuse. Fortunately, half a month later, I successfully arrived.
On the first night, everyone eagerly awaited the Fox God’s arrival.
At midnight, a filthy man with a lame left leg stumbled in.
Everyone was frightened at first and chased him away.
Only I noticed that despite his limp, he still moved with agility. He was no ordinary
person.
So I ran out during the commotion and called out to the man. He turned back with a
slight smile, and I lost consciousness.
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When I woke up the next day, my whole body ached and there was a strange mark on my
wrist.
Everyone in the temple had vanished. I could only return to the palace based on my
memory.
Everyone was in a panic. Throughout history, no one had ever returned from there. My
father had even sent search parties, but those sent as offerings had vanished without a
trace.
My return was either a great blessing or a great curse.
