Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person

Lin Zifeng didn't need to say anything more; Chen Ruoan understood immediately.

In the face of powerful enemies, constant struggles, and internal and external troubles, what good can a group of foreigners with alchemy systems possibly plan?

Damn it, we've gone head-to-head with imperialism.

"I'll help you." Chen Ruoan pointed eastward. "Although alchemy and Qi refining systems are different, the formation of arrays must follow certain principles. If you destroy a few key array points, the array will be useless."

Swish!

Without hesitation, Lin Zifeng used a "Leaping Pearl" sword technique to quickly disappear into the forest.

The true face of Longshan Mountain cannot be seen, simply because one is in the mountain itself.

The fox soared into the sky, its golden eyes scanning the alchemical array covered with secret inscriptions, and found the key array eye representing the earth element before flying away at high speed.

The alchemical element represents a certain attribute. Chen Ruoan thought that the reason why the fog remained thick and did not dissipate was because of the earth, which represents "stability".

Swish!

A fox shadow flew straight down, and the magic array veins attached to the ground unfolded before their eyes.

Hidden deep in the mountains and forests was a white foreigner dressed as a pastor, holding a Bible in one hand and a cross in the other.

"Um?"

boom!

The golden light of the cross and the pure yin energy of the fox collided violently, startling the priest, who took several steps back.

The foreigner said something in English, but Chen Ruoan couldn't understand a word.

Even if one's "common language" improves and one can quickly learn some more difficult dialects, one still can't resist this Western gibberish.

Magic arises from desire; perhaps the fox never intended to learn English in the first place.

"Aren't priests supposed to be a support class? Why were you the only one sent to guard the array's core?"

The foreigner, equally unable to understand, replied, "Where did this evil spirit come from? My Lord, please forgive my sins that follow."

"Um--"

Chen Ruoan said in a low voice.

Due to the language barrier, they skipped the pre-fight trash talk.

A gust of evil wind blew out, howling and sweeping towards the priest.

Golden light rose again, forming a brilliant barrier to block the gale, while dust stirred up by the demonic wind mingled with the hazy mist.

The priest pulled a staff from his sleeve, tapped it lightly, and scorching, surging flames appeared out of thin air, ready to be unleashed.

Alchemy.

On the surface, alchemy is about turning ordinary metals into gold through chemical reactions, transforming something worthless into something valuable. On a higher level, it is about turning inanimate things into something alive.

Alchemy has always pursued immortality and omniscience and omnipotence, which is no different from Eastern alchemy. However, in terms of the use of abilities, alchemists are more like those who, after obtaining the right to use "Qi", use another medium to transform "Qi" and supernatural abilities.

Staffs or guns are auxiliary tools for alchemists, aids in maximizing their abilities.

boom!

Fireballs erupted and splashed throughout the forest, but Chen Ruoan nimbly leaped aside and carefully dodged them.

Seeing that the evil spirit dared not approach, the pastor breathed a sigh of relief and then shook the cross in his hand.

Chen Ruoan saw that a sandalwood prayer bead was tied to the bottom of the cross.

A ritual implement combining Chinese and Western elements!

The fox was at a loss for words.

The pastor patted his chest, relieved, and said, "Fortunately, I did my homework before coming. The magical artifact I painstakingly crafted can ward off the evil forces of both systems simultaneously."

With a tap of the staff, the flames erupted once more.

In the dense forest, green vines intertwined into a net, protecting Chen Ruoan. After the flames subsided, a huge fox claw slapped against the holy light protecting him.

The fox gathered its strength and delivered another slap.

"It's useless. Even disregarding your prayer beads, my cross is a masterpiece of alchemy. In the West, such a creation is known as a divine artifact."

This time, Chen Ruoan actually understood the pastor's words.

A slap landed, and a tingling, numbing sensation came from my right arm.

Since it's a magical artifact, to put it bluntly, it's just a consumable item that someone has created through spiritual awakening. No matter how much you exaggerate it, there's always a limit.

"Don't bother."

The priest tapped his staff, and before he could even unleash the burst of flames, the bowl-shaped holy light shield around him trembled violently.

The cross faded from the fine lines, and the sandalwood prayer beads crumbled along with it.

"Wait a minute, my baby!"

"My Lord!"

boom! boom! boom!

The fox's paws rose and fell, one after another.

Before long, the priest embedded himself in the cracked ground, beneath which lay the fissures of the mountain. What he could see when he looked up was a furry paw pad, but that pad was incredibly hard, capable of shattering a person's internal organs and driving them to madness.

puff!

The golden light shattered, revealing a corpse lying on the ground, no longer recognizable as human.

Chen Ruoan remained in her enhanced form, raised her paw and slapped down, crushing the edge of the magic array.

As it flew towards the sky, a sharp sword light pierced the air and soared into the east.

A cold glint pierced through the remaining mist, swirling and elusive in the swirling smoke, like a fleeting shadow.

Lin Zifeng's sword energy slashed down, the alchemical runes shattered instantly, the ring patterns collapsed, and the eastern array eye was destroyed in an instant.

With two key sections shattered, the magic array suddenly collapsed.

Chen Ruoan blew another gust of wind, and the thick fog that lingered in the mountains and fields was swept away by the wind, drifting away layer by layer and slowly fading away, and all the fog obscured the view.

The view through the forest of Jiulong Mountain suddenly became clear.

The pines, blue stones, streams, and ferns all revealed their clear outlines, and the sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves, making the mountains and fields clear and bright, without a trace of haze or gloom.

Before long, a group of people walked along the forest path through the mountains and fields, their steps steady, their figures hidden among the pine trees and grass.

The fox silently crept closer and peered out, its eyes meeting those of a soldier in the ranks.

Chen Ruoan's ears perked up instantly, her tail lightly brushed the grass, and then she nimbly leaped into the depths of the dense forest, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"What's wrong?" someone asked.

"It's nothing, there's just a fox!"

"Okay, everyone in the back, keep up! Don't fall behind!"

The fog has lifted.

Chen Ruoan stood on a high rock, looking down at the mountain below.

One by one, the teams disappeared into the vast mountains and wilderness. With no obstacles in their path, they were swallowed up by the dense forest in the blink of an eye. All around was silent, and it was estimated that there was no one else capable of catching up.

The fox stood quietly for a moment, seemingly certain that the group would safely reach their destination.

"I bumped into Lin Zifeng by sheer coincidence, and then got into a fight with a priest by sheer coincidence! Lin Zifeng, who exactly have you become entangled with?"

The Flowing Cloud Sword of the Sword Immortal Sect is a rising star among the younger generation, following a path that is both politically sound and professionally competent.

Chen Ruoan headed in the direction of Lin Zifeng, glancing back at the group from time to time. Even if it was just a fleeting glimpse, he wondered if future generations would embellish it and create a legendary story about a fox.

On the east side of Jiulong Mountain, Lin Zifeng leaned against a blue stone, sword in hand, with injuries to his right arm and left leg.

The fox took out its demon core and used it to heal his injuries.

Lin Zifeng simply said, "Western swords are not worth mentioning."

"When you become successful in the future, remember to take Fox with you," Chen Ruoan said, making no sense at all.