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It wasn't until Red Fox had finished its advancement that Zhiyan blinked her eyes, rose from the bath, dressed herself, and joyfully snuggled it into her embrace.
"Little fellow, you're getting prettier and prettier," Zhiyan sighed, while her wolf claws brazenly roughhoused with its tail, which was slippery smooth and more comfortable than silk satin.
"Fu fu, fu fu," Red Fox comfortably lay in Zhiyan's arms without resisting, it had waited a thousand years for this first advancement. After eight more times, it could transition from its youth to adulthood, achieving the strength it had longed for.
Red Fox was different from other Demonic Beasts; it had noble blood and a slow growth rate. Its early advancements were so slow they reached a certain state, and even after a thousand years of growth, it was still in its juvenile form.