The Fake Heiress Turns out to Be a True Tycoon!
Chapter 198: Huang Daxian and the Ginseng Picker

Chapter 198: Chapter 198: Huang Daxian and the Ginseng Picker

The viewers in the livestream went completely silent when the spirit fox appeared.

Everyone held their breath and focused on the unusual spirit fox before them, not daring to exclaim or even type.

The Dashiell stopped two meters away from the crowd, glanced over them, then settled its gaze on the six spirit foxes being held by Scarlett.

The normally docile spirit foxes became visibly uneasy upon seeing its appearance. They looked eagerly at the Dashiell, wanting to break free from their ropes but were too wary of Scarlett to make a move.

Seeing this, Scarlett bent down and untied the ropes binding the six spirit foxes.

Freed, the spirit foxes first glanced at Scarlett. Seeing he had no intention of restraining them, they immediately darted behind the Dashiell, wagging their tails dejectedly.

The Dashiell, noticing Scarlett’s clear gesture of goodwill, softened its sharp gaze a bit, but still remained wary.

Scarlett simply raised her hand and made a respectful gesture.

"We mean no offense. Keeping them overnight was just to have them lead the way. The villagers hope to talk to you."

The Dashiell looked at Scarlett, then at the young man standing beside her. After some hesitation, it returned Scarlett’s gesture with a bow of its own.

The sudden sight of a saluting spirit fox surprised the villagers, one of whom seemed both astonished and confused, as if he had seen such a scene before.

Seeing the Dashiell return the gesture, the initially tense atmosphere slightly relaxed.

The willingness to return the gesture indicated a willingness to be reasonable.

This was good.

But Scarlett knew that the Dashiell’s willingness to show face was entirely for Dashiell’s sake.

It was clear that it wanted to avoid conflict with Dashiell.

In retrospect, having Dashiell accompany them had been the right decision.

Scarlett signaled for the village chief to step forward. Even though the chief was filled with dread for the Dashiell, he nervously stepped up as the village representative.

He mimicked Scarlett’s earlier gesture and respectfully bowed.

"Honorable one... I am the village chief of North Mountain Village. We mean no offense. In the past, we offered tributes to the mountains monthly. If there’s anything we’ve done wrong, please enlighten us, and we will change, we will absolutely change..."

The chief trembled as he spoke, maintaining a humble attitude.

The Dashiell, after hearing his words, scanned the villagers behind him with resentment visible in its eyes.

After a long pause, it finally opened its mouth, speaking human words.

"North Mountain Village, ungrateful! Unworthy of my protection!"

Its voice was sharp, unlike the high-pitched tone of a human, more akin to the sound a beast might make, sharp enough to be slightly jarring.

The sudden sound from the Dashiell left everyone in disbelief, needing a moment to process what it had just said.

The villagers of North Mountain Village were the first to show fear, anxiously explaining in a clamor,

"We, we didn’t do anything."

"Isn’t there some misunderstanding?"

"The village has seen a few spirit foxes like you before, but no one harmed them. We’ve always been honest."

Seeing the Dashiell showing some displeasure at the sudden clamor, the chief quickly raised his hand to silence everyone. Only then did he respectfully inquire about the reason.

"Honorable one, is there some misunderstanding here?"

The Dashiell continued staring at the villagers without immediately responding.

Instead, it was Scarlett who grew impatient. "If you have something to say, just say it! Don’t drag it out!"

The villagers and nearby staff were nearly scared out of their wits by Scarlett’s words, instinctively wanting to stop him from speaking again.

Yet, seeing that the Dashiell showed clear displeasure at Scarlett’s urging, it held back its anger without lashing out.

Stifling its emotions, after a long while, just when everyone was eagerly waiting, it finally spoke again.

"Over seventy years ago, there was a ginseng picker in North Mountain Village who saved me..."

As the Dashiell recounted its story, everyone finally heard the tale of entanglement between the Dashiell and North Mountain Village.

It was over seventy years ago, and North Mountain Village was still very poor.

At that time, the Dashiell was merely a spirit fox with just a hint of spiritual wisdom.

One day, it was entangled by a snake on the mountain when a ginseng picker named Lin saved it.

Lost in the mountains, the person brought the Dashiell along, hoping that, in gratitude, it would guide him.

And indeed, the Dashiell did just that.

Not only did it guide him, but it also led him to a hundred-year-old wild ginseng.

The man was delighted and praised the Dashiell for its spirituality.

Before descending the mountain, he said,

"You are a spirit fox with spiritual energy, and I’ve heard that when you spirit foxes cultivate into spirits, you seek a title from humans, and successful titling turns you human. I see that potential in you. When you’re ready for cultivation, come find me, and I’ll help you!"

Perhaps the man spoke in jest, not realizing the Dashiell took his words to heart, planting the seeds of cause and effect.

Over the next seventy years, while quietly cultivating in the mountains, the Dashiell also secretly protected the man.

Unexpectedly, after profiting from the ginseng the Dashiell led him to, the man focused solely on helping his villagers achieve prosperity together.

Under his guidance, the villagers began learning to pick and grow ginseng.

The Dashiell’s protection gradually shifted from the man to the villagers.

It helped them find high-grade wild ginseng, and as its own cultivation grew, it helped guide the spiritual energy in the mountains to nourish their ginseng.

Gradually, North Mountain Village gained fame as a nationwide renowned ginseng village.

The village achieved the prosperity the man had hoped for.

He also sensed that it was the Dashiell protecting the villagers, so he established rules within the village.

They prohibited excessive forest exploitation,

Forbidding any harm to the forest animals,

During festive seasons, they made unified offerings to the mountains in the village’s name.

Even after the man’s death, the villagers upheld these ancestral rules.

Though, over time, neither the man’s descendants nor the village knew the underlying meaning, even if the grandchildren once heard stories of the spirit foxes seeking titles from their grandparents, it was never taken to heart.

Furthermore, they were unaware of the promise the man made to the Dashiell.

So when, over half a year ago, the Dashiell finally completed its cultivation and came down the mountain to find the man’s grandson to seek a title,

It donned a hat, wore its little coat, and eagerly approached him to ask if it looked human.

But he, then drunk, laughed and insulted it,

"Ha! You look like a fool!"

The Dashiell’s attempt to get a title failed, and its cultivation not only stalled but regressed!

If not for the merit earned from protecting the villagers all these years, it might have had to start its cultivation anew.

The Dashiell was furious then.

Thinking of its years of protection, only for them to break their promise, why should it continue to protect them?

Hence, the ruined ginseng crops in North Mountain Village and the frequent disturbances.

The program guests and staff present, upon hearing the Dashiell’s story, stared reproachfully at the villagers.

"You... are really not humans."

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