"If I can't have you, nobody else will." Sheng Jing Wu remarked in an almost casual manner, while observing Li Meirong's falling figure as she drowned in the sea of lava. Surprisingly, he felt a slight pang of guilt, stemming from all the years he plotted to have the woman under his grasp. However, it mattered no more. She had become tainted by another. He had no need for used goods. The humane emotion was soon extinguished. After practicing demonic cultivation for centuries, it was a rarity for him to feel anything.

Meanwhile, the shapeshifting fox dashed rapidly at him. Sheng Jing Wu avoided the impact, turning into smoke and materializing in the distance.

"Li Meirong!!!" The fox cried out, ignoring the other man. He stood at the place where she was only a moment ago. His eyes were downcast. He stared at the lava, completely at loss.

It had all happened so quickly, leaving him without even a moment to comprehend that which had just occurred.

Bai Qingyue felt his figure react in a way it never had before. His eyes started burning.

He lifted a trembling paw and wiped his cheek, discovering a wet substance dripping from his eyes.

What is this…?

He had never shed any tears in his life. Now, he felt as though his anguish had been materialized, dripping down his face. His teeth chattered, and his legs were shaking.

He knew she was his intended, he felt it with every inch of his being, but this physical and mental pain he suffered from now that she was lost truly took him by surprise. Surely, he did not know her well enough to become so attached? But why, then did it feel as though his whole world had collapsed from underneath him?

With her sudden death, it could take eons until their souls would meet again.

He thought that perhaps, they might meet sooner if he, too, would fall to the same unfortunate fate…

Impulsively, he edged himself closer to the bright liquid flames. A scorching heat flooded his senses. The unfamiliar affliction devastated his heart, thinking of all the torment Li meirong must have felt as her body perished. His front limbs were already hanging in the air.

Wait a moment…

In the midst of his darkening thoughts, a familiar azure shade caught his eye.

His sharp gaze locked on Li Meirong's form. She was surrounded by the lava, yet seemed completely unharmed.

His self destructive thoughts halted instantly along with his remorse. His eyes widened in amazement...

Abruptly, he discovered his bride had unconsciously tapped into the powers he bestowed upon her, shielding her with the eternal flame of the blue fox fire.

Pride swelled in his chest. As expected of his wife!

Bai Qingyue sighed in relief and stepped a few feet backwards towards safer ground. Now all he had to do was wait until she came back, and then make her torture the wretched man with his gifted powers, preferably eternally. He'd find some corner at the edge of the world to leave Sheng Jing Wu to burn there forever.

Unable to help himself, he uttered a low delightful snicker, that soon heightened into a maniacal laughter, relieving himself of all the accumulated pent up emotions in the process.

Bai Qingyue's whole countenance changed to that of a lazy demeanor. He casually laid on the ground and licked his fur clean, flipping his fluffy tail in impatience while waiting for his wife to settle her unimportant matters inside the volcano she fell into.

Sheng Jing Wu's brows knitted in confusion as he watched the fox's face change between a whole variety of different expressions.

Surely, he must have lost his mind!

Meanwhile, he grew frustrated with the location he chose. He had grown accustomed to heat after years of cultivating, but the searing intensity of fire mountain finally took its toll on him. Beads of sweat formed on his pale skin as the specks of lava leapt out of the bubbling liquid, causing him pricks of discomfort. Yet, he chose to stay and view her demise, let this be the end of his obsession.

Expectantly, he waited to hear the sound of her flesh as it sizzled and watch as her skin melted away.

But, to his surprise, his predictions did not come to pass.

His bottom lip twitched and his eyes flew open in shock, discovering the girl had once again escaped death's grasp.

Contrary to what he expected, he saw her engulfed in a blue flame, yet she did not burn from it, nor from the lava. The blue flame protected her as she descended deeper inside the molten liquid, until she disappeared altogether.

"H-how is this even possible…" Sheng Jing Wu said. He stood still, completely in disbelief, looking at the volcano which consumed the girl, intact. What kind of powers could a girl who had never practiced cultivation possibly possess?

Bai Qingyue perceived Sheng Jing Wu's stupefied expression with intense satisfaction. His mouth stretched into a crafty smirk.

He flexed his long claw and scratched his chin, recalling the man's words, "If he can't have her, nobody else will…"

A new idea formed in the Fox God's devious mind, he would make sure that everything Sheng Jing Wu ever owned would belong entirely to his wife!

And then burn him with eternal flames, just for good measure.

At that time, Li Meirong was unaware of her future husband's plans. The entirety of Sheng Jing Wu would not only be himself, but a whole harem of evil sect women included.

Sheng Jing Wu felt his fine hairs stand on edge as he noticed the fox gazing at him quietly. Its mouth stretched in an intimidating manner. He had a sinking feeling that this would not be the last he would see of it. After the fox's prior screams of outrage, the silent treatment he received from it was even more alarming.

But then again, besides a fearful aura, what else did the fox have? He must be a low level fox demon, only masking himself as a frightening entity. Sheng Jing Wu shook his head as if to clear it of these nonsensical thoughts.

There was no way that girl would be able to escape the all consuming fire. The shielding skill she possessed couldn't possibly defend her forever. Sheng Jing Wu was a rational man. He considered only what was possible. He would not have even dared to entertain the thought that the fox he had angered was a god, or that the girl's powers were heaven-defying in strength.

Impatient, he decided to cease his long wait, the lava had now reached a full boil and it would have been most inconvenient if he had to deal with the volcano's imminent eruption.

He proceeded to transform himself into a shroud of mist and disappeared without a trace.