From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 80 Landscape Scroll
The mountains are thousands of feet high, and the fairy air is ethereal. The majestic and magnificent palaces and temples are connected, giving off a luxurious and noble atmosphere.

Chen Xuan and his group climbed the mountain. Just as they set foot on it, they heard the sound of hammering from the refining equipment on the top of the mountain stop.

"Buzz!"

Chen Xuan glanced sideways and saw that the twelve monks from the Demon Suppression Division stopped at the same time, their faces stiff, as if they had turned into puppets.

"The big ghost on the mountain has noticed us."

Zi Lin'er covered her mouth and whispered, a trace of panic flashing in her eyes.

Chen Xuan's heart sank as he stared at the twelve Chiqi monks, knowing that a top-level powerful being was checking their memories.

"Humph!"

A middle-aged cultivator snorted coldly, took a step forward, and his eyes flashed with fire. His gaze stopped on Chen Xuan with dissatisfaction, then moved down and landed on the jade token of the Mountain Ghost Goddess' identity that Chen Xuan had deliberately hung in a prominent place on his waist, and paused for a moment.

The middle-aged monk obviously recognized Chen Xuan's "complex" identity, then turned his head and looked at Zi Lin'er coldly.

Zi Lin'er instantly broke out in a sweat, as if she was being tortured in a sea of fire, her whole body steaming with heat. She shivered and said:
"Zi Lin'er, the snake demon from the Rain Country, pays homage to the senior..."

The middle-aged cultivator interrupted her and scolded her, "Shut up! Haven't you heard that the True Lord has no regrets? What does Emperor Jiang want? Who in the world can influence His will? The more you know, the more painful it becomes. Don't disturb my peace. Leave!"

The voice was majestic, driving Zi Lin'er away. There was a faint crispness in the voice that made Chen Xuan feel a little familiar.

"Yes, little demon, I will obey your orders."

Zi Lin'er's face turned pale. She quickly put away her thoughts, bowed, and didn't even dare to say goodbye to Chen Xuan. She hurried down the mountain.

The Dinglu Realm master was unwilling to meet her, so she could only leave, not daring to say a single word... Trying to negotiate? The other party would really kill her at will!

Chen Xuan stared at Zi Lin'er's back in shock, once again witnessing the oppressive feeling of a top-level powerful person.

The mighty ones at the Dinglu Realm were incredibly powerful, possessing perfect bodies. Their flesh and blood were comparable to the medicinal herbs of precious trees on land, and their bones were top-tier materials for refining weapons. With every breath they exhaled, they generated the purest immortal energy in the world...

These are a group of influential figures who have weathered hundreds of years of trials and tribulations and finally managed to stand at the top of the pyramid.

"This great ghost is very clear-headed... He doesn't care about the relics of the immortals."

Chen Xuan guessed in his heart that this was a big ghost who was untouched by the world and seemed to be living in seclusion.

"Junior Chen Xuan, greetings to the senior."

Chen Xuan smiled and spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant manner. The old turtle instructed him to come over, and he had already hung the jade card of the Mountain Ghost Goddess' identity on his waist, so he just needed to show appropriate respect.

In this southern wilderness, he doesn't need to fear any ghosts or monsters.

A big ghost who knew the mountain ghost jade card would not attack him without reason. If he didn't know the identity jade card... If he didn't even know the jade card, how powerful could he be? Chen Xuan had no need to be afraid.

"Ah."

The middle-aged monk sneered, stared at Chen Xuan, and said, "I know about some of the great things you have done. Let's go up the mountain!"

As the dissatisfied voice fell, all the monks in the Demon Suppression Division trembled and their eyes regained clarity.

Chen Xuan was mentally prepared and didn't care. He continued to lead a group of monks up the mountain. After a while, they reached the top of the mountain.

In front of a magnificent palace, he saw the true appearance of the great fire ghost.

A three-tailed red fox, with a pointed face and thin complexion, a cold expression, about ten feet tall, wearing a white robe, with a waist as thick as a bowl, tied with a golden ring that emits divine light. It is obvious at a glance that it is a rare and precious treasure.

He stood in mid-air, his eyes narrow and long, white mist swirling under his feet, emitting an aura like that of an immortal or a demon.

"Hiss, what an extraordinary demeanor." Chen Xuan admired in his heart, and at the same time was shocked to find that the appearance of this fox was 70% similar to the Baizi fox.

"Oh, the poor guy came to beg for food."

The three-tailed fox sneered inwardly, scrutinizing Chen Xuan's attire. He was carrying a tangled bag, with a harpoon and a hoe sticking out from his shoulders, and a hatchet hanging from his waist. He looked downcast and shabby...

A group of timid monks from the Demon Suppression Division, holding crimson armor and some strangely shaped weapons, were trembling like sieves, not daring to look directly at the three-tailed fox, like a group of slaves who had never seen the world.

Seeing this, the three-tailed fox became more and more dissatisfied and looked at Chen Xuan with displeasure.

"Senior, since this is our first meeting, please accept this small gift."

Chen Xuan held up two wine gourds with a sincere look in his eyes, acting like a sensible junior paying respects to an elder, very polite.

"..."

The three-tailed fox narrowed his eyes and said with an ambiguous tone, "What a brave boy! Are you always so brave?"

A bunch of naughty little things, lawless!

Not only did they steal from the Pear Garden, but they even gave him the Fairy Pear Wine as a gift?
When the Pear Garden was robbed that day, the three-tailed fox quickly discovered something was wrong and called the Pear Garden's mandrill Chiqi to take a look. His mood plummeted because the ringleader was his good-for-nothing child!
Moreover, those little ghosts all had good backgrounds. Hu Dashan Ji was the youngest son of a mountain king, and the four-tusked little elephant was the only son of the six-tusked white elephant. Even the one with the worst background had Taoist ghosts and monsters in his ancestors... The most outrageous human kid was taken care of by an old turtle, and even had an unclear connection with the mountain ghost queen.

The three-tailed fox was unable to bully the weak by taking advantage of its size, as it seemed too narrow-minded. It could only swallow its loss and pretend to be generous by laughing it off.

But now, this human boy actually offered fairy pear wine as a thank you gift. Was he showing off? Or was he mocking?
Chen Xuan was confused and didn't understand what the three-tailed fox meant.

The three-tailed fox asked, "Do you know that the foolish little Baizi fox is my bloodline descendant?" Chen Xuan was stunned when he heard this, but then he was delighted. Is there such a relationship? No wonder he felt that his voice and appearance were similar to the little Baizi fox.

He is actually Bai Zihu’s elder!
Chen Xuan became enthusiastic and opened the cork of the wine gourd. Suddenly, a white light gushed out, and the strong aroma of wine wafted out. He said in a friendly tone:

"Senior, this is Fairy Pear Wine. The little fox Bai Zi once said that this wine increases spiritual power and is very beneficial to the fox clan. It is a treasure that is beneficial to you... I have tried it and the effect is very significant!"

This morning, when the little fox Bai Zi left the courtyard by the lake, he asked it to take a bottle of fairy pear wine home!

"you……"

For the first time, a look of daze appeared in the three-tailed fox's eyes, his face was covered with black lines, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Of course he knew that fairy pear wine was of great use to the fox clan, otherwise why would he spend huge amounts of money and go through so much trouble to cultivate a garden of fairy pear trees!
The three-tailed fox felt depressed and could not express it in words, so he could only change the subject and ask:
"What kind of treasure do you wish to refine?"

The scraps Chen Xuan brought were quite a lot. He could melt them down and refine them into high-grade metals, and then exchange them for some other materials from the three-tailed fox, which would be enough to refine into a treasure of decent quality.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan quickly expressed his thoughts: "I want to refine a storage tool."

He urgently needed this kind of storage device.

Being alone and homeless, I have to carry all the precious things I get with me, which is extremely inconvenient... Today I even need to rely on others to carry the spoils I got.

Moreover, he possesses countless treasures and has no way to conceal them, which makes him very likely to attract others' covetousness and is very unsafe.

"Sumeru Mustard Seed Space, this kind of treasure is very difficult to refine..."

The three-tailed fox frowned upon hearing this, seeming to feel a bit embarrassed. "It requires adding materials such as [Taixu Fragments] and [Shanhaidongtian Fragments] to the Noble Phantasm... The process is complicated and troublesome. Even if I refine one, it will take several months."

Chen Xuan said in a deep voice: "Please, senior."

The other party did not directly refuse, and obviously agreed... It doesn't matter if the time is longer, he will live in the Southern Wilderness for a long time anyway.

At this moment, a petite fiery red figure rushed out from the group of palaces and ran to the feet of the three-tailed fox.

"Yes, yes, there's a refined treasure in Daddy's treasury. Quickly give it to my benefactor!"

The little white fox circled around the three-tailed fox's feet, tilted its face upwards, with curved eyebrows and eyes, and shouted happily.

The three-tailed fox's expression turned cold, and he scolded, "You bit the rope? You're so disobedient. The older you get, the less lovable you become!"

He was very unhappy that his daughter had squandered the family fortune, but that was secondary. He only needed to raise the price of refining equipment and he would be able to earn it back sooner or later. The main thing was that his beloved daughter had turned against him, which made him very depressed.

The little fox urged, "Daddy, quickly take out the treasure [Mountain and River Scroll], don't keep my benefactor waiting!"

The three-tailed fox couldn't hold back any longer. He opened his palm, grabbed a meter-long willow branch, and lashed it at the white fox's buttocks. "You want to teach your father how to do things? You have no manners at all!"

"Snapped!"

The little fox was beaten and ran away in pain, holding his head. While covering his buttocks, he fled to the back of the palace. He forced a smile at the stunned Chen Xuan and shouted, "Little Fox is not available today. Come back to play with your benefactor in a few days!"

The three-tailed fox was furious and lost his composure. He had lost all the dignity of a top-level powerful being. Like a helpless old father in the secular world, he chased after the little white fox with a willow branch and sternly taught it a lesson:

"What kind of noble status do you have? You spend all day hanging out with a bunch of poor beggars and are not allowed to go out!"

"Uh……"

Chen Xuan stood there uncomfortably, feeling that the three-tailed fox seemed to be making indirect accusations.

Moreover, when he visited, he found Bai Zi Xiaohu being beaten by his elders in front of him, which made him feel extremely embarrassed.

Two fox figures, one big and one small, quickly disappeared from sight.

"Now how to do?"

Chen Xuan and a group of monks from the Demon Suppression Division looked at each other, at a loss as to what to do, and stood there in a daze.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a bright yellow divine light flew out from the temple and landed in front of Chen Xuan.

Scroll of mountains and rivers!

The one-foot-wide scroll slowly opened, revealing a beautiful and magnificent pattern of mountains and rivers, emitting a soft light and filling the air with a sense of space.

"This thing has the power to hold people and things, and the space inside is very large. Take it away quickly, and there is no need to come to Fox Mountain again."

The three-tailed fox's voice, which could not be distinguished between joy and anger, fell into Chen Xuan's ears. He thought it through. If he refined a treasure for it, he would have to meet it again in the future, which would be very tormenting.

It would be better to give away the existing Noble Phantasm.

Although the value is much greater than the pile of junk brought by Chen Xuan...but it doesn't matter. The Pear Garden was looted by him, so this loss is nothing.

The three-tailed fox just wanted to send Chen Xuan away quickly.

(End of this chapter)