The next day, Yuki stretched her arms as her tails swayed behind her. She was doing her best to ignore the long line of girls following behind her. But it was kind of hard with how they were tilting their heads back and forth in perfect sync with her tails. “Nana…. What are they doing?”

“They are admiring your greatness. It is about time that they understand just how wonderful and amazing you are.” Nana replied. Her expression showed just how proud she was of her Yuki.

“Ummm… Silvia, please translate.” Yuki decided to try to rely on the normally calm member of her harem. 

“They seemed to be enamored by your cute fluffy tails. We took extra care to make sure that they were very, very fluffy last night.” Silvia replied proudly. Although she felt she had done a decent job, she still felt that she could make Yuki’s tails even fluffier once she found the right herbs.

“I see….” Yuki looked at Delia, whose eyes were full of anticipation, but slowly lowered her head. She felt like asking Delia would just be another dead end.

“Hey! Why didn’t you ask me!?” Delia, of course, would not let it slide.

“Just a hunch, but I do not think you will give me the answer I want…. But…. Just to humor you, please translate.” Yuki knew this would end up nowhere, and she was absolutely right.

“Because our Yuki is the cutest wifey in the world!” Delia replied smugly.

Yuki held her head and wondered when she would get a lover who was more mature… not that she was one to be thinking such things since she was the craziest of them all. But truth be told, Nana, Delia, and Silvia were all correct. The girls who were following them were all following Yuki due to her tails, which they found to be irresistible. They wanted to fluff them to their hearts’ content. But at the same time, they looked up to Yuki as one of the core disciples of the sect.

“Senior sister!” An outer sect disciple jumped forward. He was a young man around 14 years of age. His cheeks were bright red as he bowed his head and said: “Senior Sister, I really like you! Please allow me to join you as a dao partner.”

“No,” Yuki replied flatly and patted the kid on the head. “It’s not because of you as a person. It’s just because you are male. While you are cute, the fact is that I only like girls. I am sorry. I am sure there will be many girls who will love to be your dao partner in the future.”

“Ah…” The boy’s blush deepened as he quickly bowed his head and ran off. Yuki chuckled. She found the young man to be cute, but she really did not like guys in that way, sadly for him. 

“Shall I crush him?” Delia’s aura suddenly burst out of her body but was quickly retracted when a sharp pain was felt on the top of her head. “Ouch! Yuki!?”

Yuki’s hand was still in its chopping position as she looked at the girl who was now staring at her with watery eyes. “Don’t harm those who are not the enemy.”

“But…. He is the… Ouch! Okay! I won’t harm him!” Delia wanted to cry. Her Yuki was beating her! This was domestic abuse! Although she did let out a sigh of relief that no strange fetishes were awaking inside her.

The group of four entered the mission pavilion. As they were about to walk to the board, an elder walked over and stood in front of Yuki. “You girls already have a mission you need to take on. As core disciples, you will be given missions from time to time. Here.”

The elder handed Yuki a scroll. She took it and looked at it. “A den of Devil cultivators? Just this?”

“Yes. I would hurry, though. You know how devil cultivators are.” The Elder let out a sigh. “Just be careful. This mission is not as easy as it looks.”

“We will set off now, then.” Yuki smiled and tucked the scroll in her sleeve before turning around and walking away. Nana and the others quickly followed after her.

When they exited the pavilion and made their way to the gates, Yuki’s ears were twitching. “Something is off about this mission.”

“What do you mean?” Nana asked. She did not know why the mission felt off when it was given by an elder.

“It’s because core disciples only get missions from the sect master. But an outer sect elder gave us the mission without even mentioning the sect master.” Yuki explained.

“Then why did you accept it?” Delia asked. She really wanted to turn around and go interrogate that elder, but she promised Yuki that she would not cause any issues.

“Because if demonic cultivators are really stirring things up and causing harm to innocent people, they need to die. One thing I can not stand is innocent lives being used for cultivation. My people, Nana’s people, were also taken. The pill sects use the blood of the mystic races as tonics. Demonic cultivators are no different. Well, the bad ones. I can’t say all are bad since I am one, and so is Delia. Even Selene, who saved me, was a demonic cultivator. But she did not smell of blood. So if there is even the slightest chance this information is real, we need to deal with it even if this is a setup.”