The Little Fox's Immortal Cultivation Encyclopedia

First there was Chang Sheng, then some stone monster, and now this snake monster. It's never-ending.

The fox gritted its teeth, pondering how to kill the thing that was hiding in the back and bothering it every day, when it suddenly realized something was wrong.

"If they came for the fox, and the fox isn't hiding or hiding, it could just go to the mountain god's temple. Why would it come all the way here to eat mice?"

Although it was a bit strange, the fox didn't dwell on it too much. Once they found the snake, everything would be clear.

The little mice, unaware of the fox's thoughts, were overjoyed to find no snake monster. They turned back to their bodies, hurriedly emerged from their burrow, and began climbing up the tree.

The female mouse is larger, with short fur close to the bark. It uses its sharp claws to grip the texture of the trunk, arches its body, and leaps up halfway in the blink of an eye.

Several cubs were dangling from their mother's tail, swaying in the air. The smallest one lost its grip and fell onto a side branch.

The mother mouse turned her head and glanced at the unfortunate child, cursed, then slid down another section of her body, picked up the third child, and rushed up the branch in one breath.

Without even a moment to catch their breath, they skillfully rushed to the golden fruit, each mouse grabbing one and snapping at it with its sharp teeth, hurriedly swallowing it, fruit crumbs covering their mouths.

Just as they were frantically scrambling for food, the beehive hidden among the golden leaves and dense branches suddenly stirred. With a buzz, hundreds of bees swarmed out, their wings flapping and buzzing instantly drowning out the mice's scrambling for food.

They swirled around the branches, quickly surrounding the mouse family. The bees in front raised their abdomens, revealing their stingers.

The cubs squeaked in fright and huddled together, burrowing into their mother's arms.

A spirit flew out of the nest, transformed into human form, was sixteen years old, and had a beautiful appearance.

She first bowed respectfully to the fox from afar, saying, "This faithful woman thanks the immortal for his help in driving away the snake. To express my gratitude, I have ordered my people to prepare some simple wine and a fine banquet. I earnestly hope that the immortal will take the time to grace us with his presence and come for a chat."

The fox stared at the cloud-like peaks and clicked its tongue: "There really are so many!"

After bowing, the queen bee slowly turned around, her gaze falling on the disheveled shrew family. Her brow furrowed, and her tone immediately turned cold: "It's you greedy shrews again! You dare to steal food!"

The shrew, also transformed into a woman, retorted without backing down, "Bah! You unreasonable woman! Our family has lived under this tree for generations, so naturally we deserve a share of the fruit!"

"What a joke! The reason this tree blooms without fading is all thanks to the diligent pollination of my people; what does it have to do with you? Since a celestial being is here today, I originally had no intention of resorting to violence. But if you don't leave, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Hmph!" the mother shrew retorted, her neck stiff. "We're starving now, we'll starve to death anyway, so we might as well eat a few more bites before we die!"

The queen bee sneered, said no more, and simply waved her hand.

Immediately, seven or eight strong worker bees flew over carrying several small pieces of honeycomb and hovered in front of the mother shrew.

"We always act with integrity, unlike some bandits and thugs. Take this to eat on the road."

The mother shrew's Adam's apple bobbed, but she stubbornly turned her head away: "Hmph, centipedes don't accept favors. We may be shrews, but we're just as tough as centipedes! No way!"

"You come to steal every few days, do you really think I don't know? I've only turned a blind eye and deliberately tolerated it out of consideration for being neighbors. If I really wanted to deal with you, you would have been turned into mud long ago!"

"You're spouting nonsense!" The mother shrew was furious, jumping up and down. "We did all the work! We shrews eat insects, don't you understand? How many of those wasps that came to spy on your hive were killed by us? If it weren't for being neighbors, you would either have become our excrement or wasp excrement long ago!"

The fox sat under the tree, its tail swaying leisurely as it watched with great interest.

No wonder sparrows love watching excitement.

The mother shrew grew angrier with each word, then pointed at the child: "Just tell me, if you hadn't attracted it, how come it would have been watching us the moment we stepped outside? If the Fox Fairy hadn't arrived in time, we would have been finished. How do you explain this?!"

"You've committed too many sins and deserve your punishment. What does it have to do with me?" the queen bee said coldly.

"you!"

"It's only natural for snakes to eat rats," the queen bee continued before it could retort. "But you, if it weren't for your instigation, how could snakes have eaten my people? You're getting more and more adept at turning the tables."

"You're not a snake, how would you know what it wants to eat!"

The fox coughed, feeling it needed to explain. It organized its thoughts and, mimicking its usual tone, slowly said, "Soapberry can cleanse impurities."

Bees make honey from soapberry flowers.

"Shrews feed on soapberries."

"The serpent monster is shrouded in malevolent energy and desperately needs a potent tonic."

The fox tried its best to explain accurately.

Come to think of it, how come these mice and insects can all speak human language?

Upon hearing this, the arguing in the tree abruptly ceased. The atmosphere grew tense, and no one spoke for a long time.

"Hmph!" The mother shrew snorted coldly and led her child down the tree.

"Wait a minute," the queen bee said, waving her hand. Several bees rushed up and blocked the shrew's path.

"What are you doing now!"

The queen bee's expression was indifferent, and she slightly parted her lips: "Unlike some people, we are upright and honest, and we always speak our minds. My implication just now that you were driving away snakes was arbitrary on my part."

She paused, then continued, "The Immortal is discerning and was not misled by me, but since it was my fault, I will apologize. Please, the banquet is ready, and a few more guests will not be a problem."

The children's eyes lit up instantly, and they all looked at their mother.

"Mother, there's honey to eat."

"Mom, don't be angry. Have some honey first."

"mother……"

The mother shrew was furious: "What kind of person do you take me for? Do you think I'm the kind of fool who wouldn't take advantage of a good deal? Do I need you to remind me?"

"Eat them until they're bankrupt!"

"How boring, why didn't you argue a little longer?" The fox watched them make up with regret, cleared its throat, and steered the conversation back on track:

"The snake is not dead."

"Ah, that plague-infected snake isn't dead yet!" the mother shrew exclaimed.

"Fool, since the immortal has spoken, he must have a plan." The queen bee scolded in a low voice, then turned to the fox with a respectful posture, "Please enlighten me, immortal."

The fox ignored the banter between the two: "How many soapberry trees are there?"

"Reporting back to the Immortal, this is the only one of its kind on this mountain."

The fox nodded, still mimicking the voice's tone: "In that case, lure the snake out of its hole."

"I understand, my believer." The queen bee understood the fox's meaning and gestured to the swarm: "The evil aura of that snake monster has not yet been completely dispelled, so you cannot let your guard down."

"Go and fetch some soapberries from the branches, then go to the forest and find the snake. Do not fight it; just lure it out, and then the immortal will take care of it."

The swarm of bees dispersed in a dense mass, each performing its own task.

Sanwa wiped his drool, looking somewhat disappointed: "Oh, we're not serving dinner?"

Looking at the queen bee's offspring, and then at its own worthless creatures, the shrew was overcome with sorrow.