Qiao Yi accidentally transmigrated to ancient times. A Taoist priest from Xuanxu Temple declared that the original owner of the body was born with an incomplete destiny, fated to bring misfortune to her parents, and was a ‘Solitary Star of Misfortune’. This fate could only be resolved if she found her missing destiny component, or if she married someone with an exceptionally noble destiny before she turned eighteen.

Having no other choice, the original owner’s parents were absolute believers in these prophecies. From a young age, they abandoned her in a separate villa to be raised by a wet nurse. What they didn’t know was that not only did the original owner have an incomplete destiny, but she also never spoke a word, leading everyone to believe she was mute.

Ironically, the day before she turned eighteen, she lost her footing and fell into the water. It was at this moment that Qiao Yi transmigrated. On her eighteenth birthday, the original owner’s so-called parents once again brought the Taoist priest to the villa. Following the Taoist priest’s instructions, Qiao Yi traversed mountains and rivers, expending immense effort, to finally reach the broken temple he had spoken of, waiting for her destined partner. She waited and waited, from dawn until dusk, only to finally wait for a fox, entirely snow-white.

This was utterly absurd.

She had no choice but to carry the fox down the mountain and, with her relatives as witnesses, married it.

Although it was a bit absurd, it was clear at first glance that this fox was no ordinary one. She adored it, carrying it everywhere she went. The strange thing was, from then on, no one ever again called her a ‘Solitary Star of Misfortune’.

Qiao Yi grew to love the fox even more. All day long, she did nothing but pet it. Its sensitive little ears, its pink belly, and especially its fluffy tail were simply Qiao Yi’s absolute favorites.

Then, one day, the fox suddenly transformed into a peerless beauty, exuding an ethereal grace. Lying in Qiao Yi’s arms, she looked at Qiao Yi, who was shaking uncontrollably, and threatened, “What, are you scared now?”

Scared? How could she not be scared?

A perfectly normal fox, how did it suddenly become a spirit?