Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person.

Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person

Author: Fingers Turning White

Summary:

You can call me a vixen outside, and I won't argue with you, but what should you call me here in Changbai Mountain?

Immortals!

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This is the story of a black fox who begins his journey of cultivation in the world of "Under One Person," making good connections and ultimately attaining immortality.

Chapter 1 The Mysterious Fox Above

In Baiyuan Village, Yingtan, the first spring thunder rumbles, and hibernating insects awaken.

The village's northern earth god temple had been in disrepair for years and was neglected by everyone. The morning light spilled over the eaves of the mountain and shone through the large hole in the roof, illuminating Chen Ruoan's shiny hair.

He raised his head from his fluffy tail, arched his back, stretched his front paws forward, gently straightened his hind legs, stretched his body comfortably, and let out a light yawn.

Chen Ruoan's amber eyes still held a hint of sleepiness as she looked up at the dawn and accepted once again the fact that she had transmigrated into a black fox.

"In my past life I was a beast of burden, working overtime all night; in this life I am a fox. We are both animals, so there seems to be no difference."

When will I be allowed to be a human being, even just once?

Chen Ruoan sighed, stuck out her pink tongue, and groomed her disheveled hair.

Even if you become a black fox, you must be a refined and beautiful black fox. Washing up and grooming your fur in the morning are essential tasks.

After tidying up their appearance, they went out to find food.

Chen Ruoan thought that sometimes being a fox is better than being an ox or a horse.

Foxes don't need to work overtime all night; they can sleep whenever they want. Foxes don't need to eat the spittle of bald bosses. Foxes don't need to worry about being severely punished during health checkups, and they don't need to spend money, because there's a group of lively and charming female red foxes around Yingtan...

No.

Even though she transmigrated into a fox, Chen Ruoan still retained her human consciousness, even though they cried out pitifully, rubbed against each other affectionately, and even tilted their tails to one side in a seductive pose, releasing alluring and mind-stirring pheromones...

"Ah."

"At times like these, I can really understand King Zhou."

After reminiscing about the past, Chen Ruoan planned to while away the day.

Out of fear of the outside environment, he has been traveling for more than half a year and has not dared to leave even one of the mountains. He still cannot tell which territory he is in. Only when he wakes up in the morning, he hears the sound of chanting with a strong Taoist flavor coming from the south, which tells him that there must be a famous Taoist mountain next door.

Having been poisoned by the fast-paced life of his previous life, without a cell phone or internet, Chen Ruoan found it extremely difficult to find anything interesting to do. His daily tasks consisted mainly of stealing bird eggs, scaring away mice in the fields, or patrolling his territory, chasing away intruding male foxes and predators...

Unable to bear the loneliness, Chen Ruoan would also go to the next village to stroll around and listen to the gossip and interesting stories of the women gathered at the entrance of the village.

He knew exactly which village had the fiercest dogs, capable of biting him half to death, and which village had the most cowardly dogs.

During his visits to the village, Chen Ruoan couldn't help but drool over the chickens countless times.

The fox was greedy, it was in his nature, but he did not do anything to harm the people.

The reason is simple: if it were a poultry farmer, stealing a chick would be one thing, but the lives of the surrounding people are not good, and can even be described as difficult. One or two chickens are considered a major asset for a family.

"It's so difficult, so difficult, being a fox is so hard!"

Chen Ruoan took an elegant step, just about to walk out of the temple, when she heard the voices of two people talking in the country lane.

The fox was clever and cautious, with keen ears. Some words quickly reached its ears: "That beast is not far ahead. I saw it. It disappeared here last night."

"What is it?" the other person asked.

"That fox has done many heinous things. Master Zhang, we're counting on you this time. If it succeeds, the village will definitely reward you handsomely!"

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Before Chen Ruoan could even lower his raised paw, a question arose in his mind: "You've come to take me in?"

I haven't done anything heinous or immoral.

But speaking of foxes, among the fox packs and evil forces in the surrounding villages, is there anyone who can defeat me?

If he can't even beat himself, how can he go around causing trouble in the village? He probably can't even get past the gang of dogs at the village entrance.

Upon reflection, Chen Ruoan realized that since even his black fox possessed spiritual intelligence, the Taoist priest must also have mysterious and wondrous techniques. He immediately considered escaping.

With a touch of its paws, the fox leaped onto the altar, its ghostly and agile body disappearing silently into the back of the temple.

Just then, a voice rang in my ears again: "I've found that beast!"

Stab it!

It's common for spring thunder to rumble around the time of the Awakening of Insects, but this is the first time Chen Ruoan has ever seen thunder startle from nowhere.

The densely woven lightning coalesced into a cage, blocking his path. Several fine lightning patterns shattered, and if he hadn't dodged in time, his glossy fur would have been curled up.

"hiss---"

Chen Ruoan turned around, pressed his ears tightly to his head, and bared his teeth in a defiant gesture.

A young Taoist priest walked unhurriedly towards the temple gate. He was tall and somewhat unrestrained. His black hair was not fully tied into a Taoist bun, with a few strands hanging down behind him, like a lion.

Chen Ruoan felt that the Taoist priest looked familiar.

“We have captured a man-eating beast,” the young Taoist priest said.

"Who ate someone?"

Waaaaah!

Waaaaah?

Chen Ruoan tried to communicate, but could only make soft "whimpering" sounds. Of course, this wasn't because he wanted to act cute and get away with it in a crisis, but rather because that's how the fox would make noises when it wanted to ease the atmosphere.

"It doesn't seem like a fox that has acquired Qi. Could there be some hidden story? And its cry is rather cute."

As the young Taoist hesitated, an old man followed closely behind and praised, "As expected of a worthy disciple of the Celestial Master Jingqing of Longhu Mountain, you truly have divine insight!"

"Huh?" The old man squinted at Chen Ruoan. "Master Zhang, it's not this one. That man-eating fox is a red fox."

Hearing the old man defend her, Chen Ruoan breathed a sigh of relief. The Dao values ​​life, and a Daoist priest would not easily kill living beings.

Moreover... the methods of obtaining Qi, Longhu Mountain, the Celestial Master Jingqing, the Taoist with the frizzy hair, and the Thunder Prisoner.

Chen Ruoan scrutinized the young Taoist with his fox-like eyes. Good heavens, so you're Zhang Zhiwei. This is the world of "Under One Person".

Heaven has been so kind to me. I had just experienced the extraordinary and then encountered the one later recognized as the "Peerless One," the ceiling of combat power. If the old man hadn't arrived in time, this fox life would have been over.

“Master, I recognize this black fox. There’s only one in the surrounding area. It doesn’t steal chickens or do anything bad. It even helps the villagers drive away the rats in the fields. Please release it.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei raised his hand and hooked the lightning prisoner, which crackled and scattered into white light. He cupped his hands in apology and said, "It was my presumptuousness to act so rashly. I was impolite."

Chen Ruoan nodded in acknowledgment, jumped onto the altar, and waited beside the statue.

Zhang Zhiwei said, "It didn't run away or hide. This fox is really quite intelligent. If it has the opportunity to obtain Qi, I hope it won't end up like that red fox and become a man-eating monster."

Hearing this, Chen Ruoan felt increasingly uneasy.

If a fox were to gain sentience and become man-eating, it would be impossible for it to escape the eyes of this local tyrant. How could it eat people without him even noticing the slightest movement?

While pondering, Zhang Zhiwei sensed something amiss, leaped out of the temple, and returned in just ten minutes carrying the corpse of a red fox: "A fierce and malevolent aura emanates from it; this time it's definitely him."

Chen Ruoan glanced at the fox corpse whose neck had been snapped by the golden light, and seemed to understand something.

Isn't this the female red fox who's lusting after her own beauty?

Chapter 2 Wishing Tree

“It’s not easy for animals to obtain Qi. They’ve finally awakened their intelligence. Why are you not cultivating in peace and instead going around harming people? At the very least, you might as well come and force me.”

Chen Ruoan jumped off the altar and sniffed the fox corpse. It was the familiar scent, the only difference being the absence of the alluring sex pheromones that drove the fox mad. It must have long passed its mating season.

Zhang Zhiwei picked up the red fox and shook his head, saying, "Birds of a feather flock together, and autumn cries are also sad. There are some things I won't say in front of the little black fox. Old man, please come with me first."

"Oh, please feel free to give me your instructions, Daoist Master."

After leaving the temple, Zhang Zhiwei gave the fox to the old man: "This red fox has excellent fur and color. It can fetch a good price in the city. I have no intention of killing it, but it is still a harmful animal. Please give the money from the sale to the poor family that suffered."

"Don't worry, Master, leave it to me. We neighbors will do our best to help out the little kid."

"Thank you for your trouble."

"Thank you, Master Zhang."

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At the feet of the exposed clay statue, Chen Ruoan stared blankly at the emerging spring colors outside the door.

There's no time to lament the death of the Red Fox; the most urgent task is to figure out the path forward.

There exists something called Primordial Qi in this world, and all living beings in the world possess Qi within their bodies.

Those who obtain and cultivate Qi are called "extraordinary people," while animals that obtain and cultivate Qi are called "spirits."

Spiritual practice requires a certain level of understanding and mental fortitude. Animals are not born with the mental capacity that humans have developed, and they need to encounter a great opportunity to cross the threshold of spiritual practice.

Once animals successfully attain Qi, because of their pure nature and undiminished spirituality, their progress may be faster than that of humans.

Chen Ruoan's situation is very awkward.

Most spiritual practices have the methods of patriarchs to follow, such as the Quanzhen School's "cultivation of both mind and body," the Golden Light Mantra and Thunder Magic of Longhu Mountain, the Qi and Fire of the Huode School, and the Buddhist practices of taking refuge and awakening to one's true nature...

But foxes are different; there are no ready-made templates for fox cultivation to refer to.

As far as Chen Ruoan knew, there were no noble families of foxes in the world, such as Tushan, Qingqiu, Yousu, or Chunhu, nor was there a Taishan Goddess who was in charge of evaluating all foxes in the world. The only fox cultivation force he could think of was Changbai Mountain in the Northeast.

"Going to Changbai Mountain would be a good idea."

In Northeast China, the belief in the Five Immortals is strong among shamans, and those who perform rituals are the group that respects "spirits" the most among all shamans.

If one could find a celestial abode in Changbai Mountain, their status would be worlds apart.

Outside, if you call me a wild fox or a fox spirit, I won't argue with you. But here in Northeast China, what should you call me?

Immortals!

The immortals who can eat incense offerings!