Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person

"What the hell have I done to deserve this? Dozens of people are chasing after me? If your San Yi Sect is so determined to go down the mountain and vanquish demons, shouldn't you be targeting my good brother and sect leader?!"

"Besides, I was just saying some trivial things. Zuo Ruotong didn't even lose a hair. Why are you young people getting so worked up? What do you mean by the number one Xuanmen sect in the world? It's the Demonic Sect!"

"The proper way to fight is to outnumber the weak and bully others with your power!"

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After wandering around for several days, Yuan Jingui had long since left the territory of the Sanyi Sect. However, just as he was about to reach the border between Jiangxi and Fujian, he was caught up by the Sanyi Sect members.

Surrounded and intercepted by more than twenty people, and being a disciple of the Great Ying Immortal, without the Five Elements Escape Technique or a super high-grade magic weapon, escaping alive was simply a pipe dream.

boom!

Lu Jin raised his hand and swung out a palm strike, the force of which sent several pieces of gravel flying. The gravel hit Yuan Jingui's left leg. The sudden attack during the attack caused him to lose his balance and roll down onto a path in the wilderness.

"Three days, a small path in the wilderness—the timing and location were calculated with remarkable precision. Could it be that Brother An also possesses the supernatural ability of foresight?"

Lu Jin and his fellow disciples surrounded Yuan Jingui, making it impossible for anyone to pass through.

"I have a seventy-year-old mother to support and a three-year-old child to raise. I am the pillar of my family. The Sanyi Sect is a reputable and righteous sect. Why not give me a chance and spare my life?"

"Didn't the Left Gatekeeper give Wang Yaozu three chances?"

Yuan Jingui tried to awaken everyone's compassion, but no one responded.

Left with no other choice, he hurriedly shouted into the distance, "Sect Leader, Sect Leader! You've come to save me! I knew you wouldn't abandon your disciples!"

Despite the deceptive words, not a single person fell for it, and not even a glance was cast at them.

As Yuan Jingui pondered how to survive, the Sanyi disciples raised their arms high and then brought them down in unison with a "whoosh." He hurriedly covered his head, curled up, and knelt on the ground, but the pain did not fall like raindrops.

Opening his eyes, he saw different hand gestures displayed above his head; this group of Trinity Sect members were actually—

mora!

Swish!

The twenty participants were eliminated in an elimination round, and the winner was quickly determined. Perhaps it was fate, but the winner was Lu Jin, who had the deepest grudge against "Changming Yegan".

Several fellow disciples raised their hands in acknowledgment, and Lu Jin nodded in agreement, entering the second level of "Reversal of Life." He then channeled his Qi into his muscles, bones, and skin, using the power of a dragon and a tiger to strike Yuan Jingui's crown chakra.

Snapped!

"Changming Yegan," who enjoyed spreading rumors and stirring up trouble, died on the spot, losing all his life force.

"What was this demon muttering before he died?" A senior brother took out two small folded talismans from each of his left and right ear holes.

"I don't know, I'm quite curious, but it's a pity that Junior Brother Lu said to plug his ears to avoid hearing some nonsense."

"Junior Brother Lu is right. What good words could a barking stray dog ​​have in its lifetime? Even in ordinary times, it wouldn't say anything nice! Wouldn't you feel uncomfortable hearing it curse its parents in life?"

Lu Jin wiped the blood from his palm and stared at the fallen corpse. "In this way, the Lu family's reputation should be preserved."

Even if a rumor spreads, it will be forgotten over time. Some things are not worth dwelling on for a lifetime.

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Chen Ruoan left the Sanyi Gate, and the five ghosts, their souls intertwined, carried the fox westward.

Taking advantage of his spare time while riding the wind, Chen Ruoan began to tend to the wishing tree in his mind. In the southwest corner of the branch, there was still a golden treasure tablet that had not been used, with the words "Trinity Gate" engraved on it.

This is another incense offering point owned by the fox, after Jinxi Village.

"To deal with unexpected events like the last time we ran into Liang Ting, we should keep one as a trump card. As for Xia Liuqing's treasure scroll, I wonder how that kid is doing, whether he's curbed his temper and is practicing his skills properly."

Chen Ruoan sorted out the threads of fate. Fortunately, she had formed many good relationships along the way. The appearance of the wishing tree was quite good. Some messy and karmic entanglements that had arisen along the way were also cleared away and cut off in time.

The fox's mind returned to normal, and the second ghost, seeing this, exclaimed joyfully, "Master, you're awake!"

"Zhong Lao Er, I'm fulfilling your wish so that your soul can return to heaven in time. Why are you even more reluctant to leave after recognizing your son?"

Zhong Yi rubbed his hands together awkwardly and said, "Since I have the art of controlling souls, I might as well stay in this world. If I could see my son's son or daughter someday, that would be wonderful."

An Fox smiled: "After collecting all the auspicious omens for you, I hope one of the five ghosts didn't end up failing?"

"We are willing to follow our master to the ends of the earth."

"Alright, stop flattering him. Let Xiao Wu think about the situation at home. It's been windy lately, but he'll be able to head to Hunan in a few days."

"Yes."

The fox rode the clouds and wind, skimming across the mountains and fields. The clouds in the sky swirled gently, while rough shouts echoed from the mountain path below.

Chen Ruoan looked down and saw a group of bandits blocking the road and robbing people.

"I've tidied everything up for you. It was just a small favor."

Chen Ruoan leaped down, but before reaching the top of the mountain, he lowered his eyes and sneered, exhaling a gust of dark wind. The wind swept across the ground, and the bandits immediately staggered.

Just as the fox was about to descend from the clouds, a cold light suddenly flashed in the forest. Streaks of sword energy pierced through the air and accurately struck the bandits. Blood gushed out instantly, and the sounds of flesh tearing and screams of agony exploded.

"Who's so sensible?"

The moment I used my crowd control ability, someone immediately followed up with additional damage?

Chen Ruoan headed into the woods, where a clear sword sound pierced the air. A figure stepped onto the sword, using the force of the sword's curve to spring back into the air, and with a flick of his robes, landed steadily in the middle of the mountain path, blocking the way for everyone.

The man was handsome and imposing, with a long sword in his hand. His white robes fluttered in the dust, exuding an indescribable air of swagger and elegance.

The way he made his entrance with the sword was so impressive that even a fox would gasp in surprise.

He is a sword cultivator.

Don't be fooled by the fact that swordsmanship is a common profession in fantasy novels; the sheer flair of wielding a sword is irresistible. And if a swordsman has a well-designed character model, they're even more sought after.

While performing acts of chivalry, you might win the heart of a beautiful woman. She might even tug at your sleeve with tender affection and say softly, "Thank you so much for saving my life, young hero. I have no way to repay you but to offer myself to you."

Of course, those with slightly lower-quality modeling won't receive this treatment.

Chen Ruoan leaped lightly and stood beside the tree. He saw the sword cultivator kill all the bandits, then wave his sleeve to let the people leave. His movements were clean and smooth, without uttering a single unnecessary word.

"She's kind-hearted, just a bit aloof, and has a poker face."

The fox was quietly observing the mountain path when suddenly, the man's gaze shifted and he saw the fox.

After staring at Chen Ruoan for a while, the swordsman looked around to make sure no one was there. Then, he sheathed his sword and slowly approached the fox with a cautious and tentative attitude.

"Come here." The man held out his hand and carefully beckoned with his finger. "Meow, meow..."

「···」

"Woof? How does a fox bark?"

"Ouch." Chen Ruoan raised her fox paw and slapped her face hard.

A handsome guy with a cold, expressionless face is seen teasing cute animals in private, revealing a silly and clumsy side that is rarely seen in him. Is this scene filming some kind of amazing Japanese light comedy?

Next, will someone bump into them, and then they escape in an awkward atmosphere?

Just as Chen Ruoan finished thinking, the five ghosts hiding behind the tree poked their heads out. The sword cultivator looked up, froze for a moment, and then quickly fled.

See...

The fox waited a while, and then the man returned, his face flushed.

"My name is Lin Zifeng of the Liuyun Sword Sect. May I ask who you are?"

His face remained icy, his expression unchanged, as if nothing had ever happened.