Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person

Li Muxuan, a mischievous boy from the Quanxing sect, was a disciple of the Sanyi sect in his early years. He was tested by the Great Ying Immortal Zuo Ruotong but failed. Later, he met Ghost Hand Wang Yaozu and, out of spite for Zuo Ruotong, he became a disciple of Ghost Hand to learn "Reversing the Eight Directions".

At present, this mischievous child is learning martial arts from Wang Yaozu and traveling around.

"A street performer doing acrobatics, plus a monkey trainer—they can't possibly fight over who gets the space, can they?"

"Or perhaps, the monkey scratched him?"

Chen Ruoan imagined several bizarre scenarios, which he found both outrageous and plausible.

For Li Muxuan, making even the worst choice would not be surprising.

"There's still a long way to go, let's talk about it when we meet."

For the fox, the immediate priority is to pray and set a target reward.

Having learned from the lack of fighting power in the circus troupe last night, Chen Ruoan's idea this time was simple: perhaps he could wish for a powerful and lethal technique.

With that thought in mind, the black fox lay down under the tree, its head slightly raised, and silently prayed to the precious tablet hanging from the gnarled branches.

huh~

Instead of revealing any cultivation techniques, the precious scroll emitted a shimmering, clear light that gently spread down and covered the fox's body.

The clear light seemed to possess a spiritual quality, permeating the fluffy fur and seeping into the flesh and meridians, intertwining seamlessly with the Quanzhen "Life Cultivation" method. The two worked together to nourish the body's texture bit by bit.

A warm sensation mixed with a refreshing energy surged through the fox's limbs and bones.

Cool!

Chen Ruoan raised his head and let out a long howl. The fox's body stretched out from its original position, growing to several meters wide in an instant. The once weak fox body became sturdy and strong, with a huge figure like a tiger with glaring eyes and a white forehead.

He leaped out of the Inviting Moon Pavilion, found a clearing in the mountains, raised his claw and slapped it against the rocks beside him. With a loud crash, the boulder shattered.

The fox's paw moved with a force as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Manifesting his true form is a classic Qi-explosive technique in the cultivation of mythical beasts. By using Qi to fill his flesh and blood, Chen Ruoan would no longer be a weak little fox.

Swish!

Foxes do not use the magic of flying through the clouds or riding the wind; they rely solely on their powerful bodies to traverse the forest.

The glossy fox fur left afterimages in the shadows of the trees, its strong paws gripped the rock crevices firmly, and with the help of the momentum, it leaped up, instantly trampling the ten-foot-high tree barrier under its feet.

The steep cliff that would normally require a long and winding climb can now be easily reached with a single leap.

The fox's limbs sprang with power that whistled through the air; its movements were agile yet composed, all thanks to the confidence gained from its advanced cultivation.

Chen Ruoan raced across ravines and through dense forests, leaping directly out of the continuous mountain range of Aolai Peak and speeding towards the summit of Mount Tai.

Upon arriving at the destination, looking up, one could see a young Taoist priest with a flat head bowing to greet guests on the open ground outside the temple.

Opposite him stood a young man in a white coat, with delicate and handsome features, a tall and straight posture, and the composure and demeanor unique to scions of noble families. Every gesture he made exuded the air of a master.

"Dongtian, it's been a long time."

The young man who spoke had a pure and upright demeanor and excellent physique. He was Lu Jin, a descendant of the Lu family, one of the four great families, and a disciple of the Sanyi Sect.

The Lu family has a pure and upright family tradition, and its members are spread across various schools of martial arts throughout the country. The Lu family's elders have also been on good terms with the leaders of various schools, and over time, the younger generation has naturally formed friendships with them as well.

"Why did you come here?"

Lu Jin smiled and said, "I originally came home to visit my family, but it just so happens that some other members of my family are going to transfer to Penglai Sword Pavilion, so I went with them to Lu and stopped by to see you."

"If you had come ten days earlier, you could have caught the whole pilgrimage season. There are a lot of fun things happening lately."

Fang Dongtian returned to the temple and retrieved a fox pendant, which he then handed to Lu Jin.

"I'm giving this to you; it's a business that's recently become popular in the temple."

"That's nice. The fox is cute, and it has the character '安' (an), so it's some kind of amulet for peace and safety?"

"Hmm..." Fang Dongtian hesitated, the word "peace" concealing the fox's little scheme.

The believer thought it was the "An" in peace and joy, but the fox took the "An" from its own name. When the time is right, the pendant entrusted to the believer can gather faith and be given to the fox.

Foxes are indeed cunning by nature!

"Thank you. Dongtian, why do I feel like you're distracted?" Lu Jin noticed her close friend's unusual behavior and asked with concern.

"Zhang Zhiwei came here a few months ago."

"Uh... um... Senior Brother Zhang..." Lu Jin stammered, gradually unable to form a complete sentence.

Ever since the Lu family's birthday banquet, that slap has become a topic of conversation among the family elders and fellow disciples, especially within the sect. Every now and then, a senior brother would come out and make a joke about it, and it hasn't stopped for more than three years.

"It's okay, no one will remember it forever."

Fang Dongtian patted Lu Jin on the shoulder to comfort him.

Lu Jin forced a smile: "Ah, I didn't take it to heart at all."

"Dongtian, how is your Yang Spirit cultivation going?"

Lu Jin's words touched Fang Dongtian's sore spot: "Don't mention it. The more I cultivate, the more I feel something is wrong."

"His spirit is outwardly displayed, wandering the streets like a lost ghost. Does he deserve to be called a 'Yang God'? He's nothing more than a 'Yin God'!"

"If he were truly a Yang God, he wouldn't have..."

Fang Dongtian paused, recalling the scene when his Yin spirit left his body and bumped into Zhang Zhiwei, leaving him dizzy and disoriented. He quietly clenched his fists.

"It's alright, no one will remember this secluded paradise forever."

Lu Jin returned the comforting words verbatim.

"I didn't take it to heart at all!"

···

The two's conversation reached Chen Ruoan's ears. The fox had no intention of eavesdropping and disliked gossip, but unfortunately, the fox's ears were too sharp, and the wind on the summit of Mount Tai was strong, so there was no need to "listen to the wind's whisper" as the words entered his ears on their own.

The fox listened to the two talking and felt a strange sense of amusement.

Is Zhang Zhiwei partly to credit for their close friendship?

For example, they were in similar circumstances and had similar experiences. They had both suffered at Zhang Zhiwei's hands and understood each other's feelings better.

Chen Ruoan recalled how Zhou Shengxiu would later acquire the "Seventy-Two Transformations" and occasionally transform into a bird to kick Zhang Zhiwei, which only intensified the sense of amusement in Chen Ruoan.

Privately, these people might even form an "anti-Zhang Zhiwei alliance".

puff~

The fox laughed, tightened its body, raised its paw and stepped onto the bluestone platform in front of the Bixia Temple.

When Fang Dongtian saw him coming, he explained to Lu Jin, "This fox came to Mount Tai with Zhang Zhiwei and is now settling down in the mountains to cultivate."

"Although he is a fox, he has already mastered the ways of humanity and is a rare fellow Daoist."

As expected of someone from a distinguished family, Lu Jin showed no disrespect upon seeing the fox's form, and bowed respectfully, saying, "Greetings, Brother Fox, I am Lu Jin."

"No need to be so polite, just call me Chen Ruoan." The fox spoke in human language, its voice carrying a hint of foxy lightness.

As soon as he announced his name, the Prayer Tree in his mind suddenly lit up, its shimmering light spreading out, and Lu Jin's precious certificate clearly appeared.

A faint, dark thread of ill-fated destiny hangs on an untouchable high branch, or seems to float on a distant horizon.

Just like the gathering of the Medicine Immortals, it was a connection from a long time in the future.

Chen Ruoan's fox-like eyes narrowed slightly, and she stopped in her tracks: "Will I become enemies with Lu Jin in the future?"

That doesn't make sense. Given that Chen Ruoan is a fox and Lu Jin has an "immaculate" character, what could possibly happen between a fox and a human?