The Little Fox's Immortal Cultivation Encyclopedia

Chang Sheng watched as the moonlight crashed down, tearing a gap in the sky filled with Yin energy. Countless Yin ghosts floated in the sky, their turbidity cleansed by the moonlight. The earthen and stone puppets on the ground also collapsed and disappeared without a trace.

His expression changed, and he turned and ran without hesitation.

Faced with this situation, even if the sect leader survives, the sect will not let him off easily. Rather than waiting for this fool to shift the blame onto him again, it is better to take the initiative and go to the sect to file a complaint against him.

Chang Sheng ran frantically with his head down, mentally listing the sins of the incense master: arrogance, jealousy, and resentment of talent...

He spat on the ground and cursed, "Easier said than done. You've only been inside for a short while and you're already in this state. I hope you're dead."

He kept walking, a sense of relief rising in his heart. Fortunately, he had become a ghost, shedding his mortal body, and would no longer be troubled by hunger, thirst, and exhaustion.

"Master, thank you for saving me. If you can come back alive, I will refrain from filing any more complaints against you."

His thoughts raced, and he couldn't help but wonder, when exactly did things start to go astray?

Was it because the Moon Worship Festival was canceled that the sect leader insisted on taking action during the Mid-Autumn Festival? Was it because I made a mistake that the sect sent the sect leader over? No, things started to turn around at the mountain god temple that night. If I hadn't encountered that fox demon, I would have eliminated all the unruly elements as easily as I had crushed the previous magistrate. Why would I be in such a sorry state today?

His thoughts continued to trace back to earlier events. The previous magistrate regarded Tao Shen as his private property, so he casually killed him. The way that corrupt official cried and wailed before his death was utterly ridiculous, but the county lieutenant beside him would rather die than submit.

Thinking of this, Chang Sheng felt a surge of anger. Even on the verge of death, he was still spouting nonsense, cursing himself to never be reincarnated. But the sect leader had fallen, while he was still alive and well.

Chang Sheng couldn't help but recall something from even earlier. Back then, he was still desperately seeking fame and fortune, but everyone around him mocked and ridiculed him. Later, he joined the church, gained some skills, and then ruthlessly eliminated them all.

Chang Sheng saw the unseeing faces of those dead men before his eyes, then the county magistrate's, and the ghosts he had murdered using evil magic and peaches.

They all looked at Chang Sheng and smiled.

wrong!

Chang Sheng suddenly awoke to find a pitch-black figure coiled around him, its venomous fangs deeply embedded in his soul.

Looking up again, he was still near the city gate, surrounded by a dense swarm of malevolent spirits with venomous eyes.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Snake." The young woman in palace attire, who appeared to be only sixteen years old, bowed slightly.

Da Liu leaped forward, making way for Chang Sheng, and wagged his tail, saying, "I told you long ago that I would atone for my sins."

The queen bee's smile vanished, she glanced coldly at Chang Sheng, waved her hand, and the ghosts and bees swarmed forward.

"Wait, we have no grudge against each other—"

The ghosts tore at his soul, ripping his body apart inch by inch.

The queen bee did not speak again; the only response she received was hissing and buzzing.

……

The fox glanced back at the city gate, but didn't pay it any mind. It flicked its tail and continued following Peach God.

The old man in blue robes grew increasingly faint, almost blending into the moonlight.

A complex expression appeared on Peach Goddess's face, seemingly both gratified and relieved: "Smoke from cooking fires, laughter, complaints, worries... noisy and bustling, yet full of life."

"Counting back to when I was still a child, I've heard this sound for a hundred years, but I can never get enough of it."

"Sometimes I really envy you, fellow Daoist, for being able to personally witness the vastness of this world and step into the mortal realm. Unlike me, I am only now setting foot in the human world for the first time."

"But looking back, compared to other trees, I am lucky to be able to grow here and guard this city."

"You must resonate with those sparrows," the fox thought to himself, remaining silent aloud.

The fox, always respecting the elderly and caring for the young, did not mention Li Lang's matter, nor did it expose the Peach Goddess.

The two continued on their way and arrived at the county government office. The Taoist priest Qingzhu stood guard there, looking tense.

Only when he saw that it was a fox approaching did he suddenly relax, quickly step forward, and speak urgently.

"Fox spirit, is it all over?" He looked up and glanced behind the fox, then his expression turned uneasy. "Where's my master?"

Strangely enough, the battle had just ended, and Master Yun had even stepped forward to bow to the fox, but upon seeing the incarnation of the Peach God, his expression turned strange, and he turned and ran away.

Did you see something in a hallucination?

Without thinking much, the fox stepped forward and gently stroked the green bamboo's eye.

In a flash, Qingzhu clearly saw the old man in green robes.

"Grandmaster Uncle!" He immediately widened his eyes and bowed respectfully.

"Don't be nervous, I just came to see you." Peach Goddess looked the young Taoist priest up and down, and even reached out to pinch his arm.

"Why are you so thin? Did you end up with such a mischievous master? Did he always starve you and mistreat you?"

Faced with the elders' concern and care, Qingzhu felt completely bewildered and could only lower her head in response.

"No, no, Master treats me very well, I can eat without gaining weight."

He suddenly realized what was happening and could only silently say to himself, "Master, I'm sorry."

Peach Goddess continued her rambling, recounting the old Taoist's embarrassing story, which made Qingzhu restless. Finally, she patted her shoulder, still not quite finished, and turned to leave.

The streets and alleys were quiet, and the moonlight spread across the ground like water. Behind every door and window, one could hear the steady, long breaths.

The Peach Goddess stood beneath the tree, listening quietly, and suddenly spoke: "When the obsession fades, the worries disappear. Some people and some things require a ritual, an explanation, before they can depart in peace. This applies to people, and it applies to me as well."

The fox knew what he was talking about and simply nodded.

"Fellow Daoist, you are excellent. Your mind is clear and bright, neither blinded by power nor misled by appearances. From now on, this world will be..."

"The fox won't guard Peach County for you. The fox is a fox, not you. Besides, the fox has never said it wants to be the Peach God. The fox already has its own temple, and it's even dug its own cave."

Peach Goddess was taken aback, then laughed even more heartily: "Alright, alright! Of course you don't need to guard it. However, please keep an eye on the wind, the moon, and the people of Peach County for me. No need to guard it, just take a look."

"The time has come."

The peach goddess's figure began to transform into countless tiny specks of light, drifting upwards and merging into the clear, bright sunlight.

The fox looked back and saw that the once towering peach tree was still withering, its gnarled branches gradually shrinking into a thin, small peach tree, crookedly rooted in the ground.

Near the ground, where the fox could reach it with a stretch of his hand, a peach, no bigger than half a palm, grew, swaying in the evening breeze.

The fox reached out its paw and plucked it.

is sweet.

The fox sighed, its white tail swaying behind it, sending a thought through the incense's connection into the heart.