Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person.

"That bastard, he's a man!!!"

"Male?" The senior brother was taken aback.

I pondered every word day and night, filled with anxiety and worry. I devoured romance novels, painstakingly trying to decipher the characters' intentions. I endured countless long waits, and the person I rejoiced over and was troubled by was always a man.

“Master, if you want me to focus on my cultivation, I will increase my efforts. You don’t need to fabricate such a low-class lie to deceive me.”

"idiot!"

His master's furious appearance left him somewhat bewildered. It seemed his master hadn't lied to him; the other person really was a man.

But···

Can men be this beautiful?

"Aaaaaah!" A painful and miserable roar exploded in Liu Ye's ears.

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That night, the sky was as black as ink, with a few stars twinkling. Wang Zhenqiu sat on the courtyard wall outside the Huode Sect's martial arts arena, swinging his legs relaxed and happily.

“You know the whole story. Your disciple is obsessed with me and relentlessly pursues me. I can't do anything about it! I've never said I'm a woman. He just misunderstood. It's like the sky wanting to rain, a mother wanting to remarry, or someone wanting to fall in love with me. What can I do? What can I do?”

Liu Ye's long beard almost reached his ears as he roared at the wall, "Wang Zhenqiu! I am from a reputable sect and will not bother with a junior like you. I will spare your life for now! You want to learn fire control? Fine, I will teach you some basic techniques, but you must leave within three days and never let my eldest disciple see you again!"

"make a deal."

Having reached an agreement, Wang Zhenqiu stood up, stretched, and then looked down at the old man outside the wall, saying, "Old Xia, I'll learn some techniques; it shouldn't take up too much of your time."

Xia Liuqing leaned against the wall and sighed, "No rush, no rush. I can't forget Jin Feng, and I can't build a harem, so nothing is urgent. The rumors in the martial arts world are all false. The Emperor's divine status can't help me. I don't want to be controlled by women, and I can't control women anyway."

“Poor old man, has he finally gone mad?” Wang Zhenqiu shook his head.

After that, Wang Zhenqiu learned fire control techniques for three days. The senior disciple of the Fire Virtue Sect was tied up and left in the basement of the Chinese medicine shop for three days. Only after the rascal left did his master dare to release him.

Today was another day to buy medicinal herbs. The eldest brother carried a bamboo basket on his back, looking dejected and like a zombie.

"Xiao Binzi, I'm afraid I'll never love again. I finally fell in love, and to have it all end so badly, how pathetic, how pathetic!"

Hong Bin took on the task of enlightening his master and said, using the words from the book: "There are plenty of fish in the sea, senior brother, there's no need to hang yourself on one tree."

"You're too young to understand. She's my white moonlight, my cinnabar mole! I'll never meet another like her in my life. But why does 'she' have to be a man?"

"That's good. Now that I've put aside my emotional attachments, I'll have more time to cultivate. The future of the sect still depends on us. Let's work hard, ignite the Azure Flame as soon as possible, and comprehend the mysteries of the Sacred Flame."

The senior brother smiled bitterly, changed his mood, and began to explain the sect's ideals to his junior brother. Hong Bin listened quietly. After walking a long way, when they arrived at the medicine market, the senior brother suddenly stopped.

The eldest brother blinked and saw a girl in black standing quietly beside the bustling street. She had her wrists tucked into her sleeves and her hands clasped in front of her. She looked solitary, aloof, and dignified, as if she was asking the stall owner for directions.

"Xiao Binzi."

"What's wrong, Senior Brother?"

"Put my bamboo basket on your back, I need to go up and ask for a cell phone number."

Chapter 168 Your Majesty, Someone Has Their Eyes on Your Corpse

When Chen Ruoan flew on his sword, Chengdu was still shrouded in a warm, misty fog. The Qingcheng Mountains were lush and continuous, the river flowed slowly, and the unique, spiritual atmosphere of Sichuan was refreshing and enduring.

When you stop at the medicine market hidden in the old city, a leisurely atmosphere comes over you. To be honest, I don't have a deep impression of Chengdu. All I can think of are pandas, hot pot, and the "gay capital" meme created by the internet.

Further developments, perhaps due to the city's inclusiveness and the frequent occurrence of certain types of community activities, Chengdu, after the publicity and fermentation, did attract many like-minded people, which gradually solidified its original demonized reputation.

It's 2004 now, still early in the year. The local customs and traditions aren't that complicated yet. Besides, the "loli" with a flat-topped head, round face, and full beard that's popular in later generations is completely different from Chen Ruoan's handsome yet slightly effeminate type. So the fox isn't worried about getting entangled with her at all.

The only ones who would actually approach a fox in real life are the eccentric netizens of later generations who keep calling him "Little Southern Liang".

"Oh, young lady, if I may be so bold, I think I've fallen for you at first sight. Could you please give me your phone number, or perhaps your QQ number?"

Chen Ruoan turned around upon hearing the sound and saw the eldest disciple of the Huode Sect, whose face was flushed red and who looked completely dumbfounded.

"I have to realize that this might be one of only two chances in my life to exchange courage for happiness. Please, girl, give me a chance to get to know you!"

The fox took a few steps back.

How come I ran into this right after I finished complaining to myself?

"I respect your courage, but unfortunately, I am a man." Chen Ruoan did not have the meanness of a scoundrel and directly clarified his gender. The Huode Sect disciple opposite him froze like a statue.

"Hey?"

Is the blow really that big?

Ignoring the stunned Huode Sect disciples, the fox leaped lightly, its form dissipating like black scattered flowers.

It's been four years since I re-entered the world. Even though I've been less active in the martial arts world, the first person to confess to the fox is a burly man. Is that reasonable?

Chen Ruoan began to consider the series of misunderstandings caused by her appearance and clothing. After thinking about it, she finally tied her long, loose hair into a high ponytail, changed out of her antique-style black clothes, and put on a slightly loose, milky-white down jacket.

In the streets of the medicine market, Hong Bin called out for a long time before the senior brother finally came to his senses.

"Senior brother, were you rejected?"

"No, no. I've started thinking about something. If admitting my mistake the first time was an accident, what about the second time? Do I have some kind of unusual quality about me?"

The eldest disciple was stunned, realizing a terrifying thought had arisen in his mind. He immediately slapped himself and told himself, "Things shouldn't happen more than three times!"

"Xiao Binzi, let's go back!"

The eldest disciple was in a state of panic. He took the bamboo basket from his junior brother and, disregarding his task of buying medicine, hurriedly ran towards the traditional Chinese medicine clinic. His immediate priority was to use the prescription to regulate the imbalance of yin and yang in his body, so as to prevent the yang fire from becoming too excessive and causing him to do something foolish that would disgrace his sect and violate the ancestral teachings.

It was still early, the morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the vermilion doors of the pharmacy at the street corner were tightly shut.

The eldest disciple of Huode Sect returned to the sect in a sullen mood. Just as he turned the corner, he saw a figure standing quietly with her back to him. Her long, black hair was tied into a neat single ponytail, with strands falling over her shoulders. She wore a warm white, fluffy down jacket, which looked particularly soft in the cold morning breeze.

"Senior brother, don't be silly, you're just lacking in love in your destiny." Hong Bin, noticing his senior brother's strange behavior, quickly answered.

"You don't understand, this is a single ponytail. Can you even comprehend the charm of a single ponytail?"

Despite his repeated attempts to dissuade her, the eldest brother excitedly ran over with his phone in hand, calling out, "Girl, girl!"

Hearing the shout, Chen Ruoan turned around and said somewhat speechlessly, "Have you forgotten that we just met?"

"Uh... It's only been ten minutes! Why did you change your clothes? Who would recognize you? You're deceiving my feelings, you know that?" The senior brother was a little frantic. He had lost three times in less than half a month, and he felt like a clown in a circus, entertaining people.

"Don't be angry. How's Fengping doing lately?"

"Old Sect Master?" The eldest disciple's annoyance vanished, and he crossed his arms to examine the person before him.

He had only heard about the previous sect leader from his master. The former sect leader, Fengping, was exceptionally talented. At a young age, he nurtured the Golden Flame and mastered the Fire Escape Technique, which allowed him to travel thousands of miles. He was also known for his magnanimity, generosity, and unconventional personality, and was quite famous in the circle.

Unfortunately, the old sect leader Fengping passed away eight years ago.

"The old sect leader has converted to the Holy Flame."

"That's how it is." Compared to the past, the fox can now take life and death in stride with a calm mind.

In the years since he re-entered the world, Chen Ruoan has never actively sought out any old friends. Meetings and partings are all in accordance with fate; when the time is right, they meet, and when the time is up, they part. As time goes by, it is normal for old friends to pass away. Occasionally, when he hears of someone's passing, Fox will inquire about the details, go to the grave, and pour a few cups of wine on the grave as a farewell—but that is all.

As soon as the eldest brother finished speaking, the atmosphere around them became strange.

Sect Master Fengping was a leading figure among the older generation of extraordinary individuals, holding a highly respected position. The girl before him… the boy's words and actions showed absolutely no respect for his elders, nor any of the manners or etiquette expected of a scion of a prestigious family.

But upon closer listening, there was no arrogance or conceit in his tone; instead, there was a faint sigh, full of melancholy.

"Who is the current sect leader?" the fox asked.

"My mentor's name is Liu Ye."

Chen Ruoan thought for a while and seemed to remember a guy whose eyebrows and beard grew upwards.

"I remember now, go and inform them."

"Xiao Binzi, you go."

At his senior's instruction, Hong Bin opened the door of the pharmacy and was about to run to the backyard when he suddenly remembered that he did not know the name of the visitor.

"Sir, may I ask your honorable name?"

"Just a fox."

"A fox!?" The senior disciple of the Fire Virtue Sect was taken aback, but instantly felt relieved.

If you're a fox, you can't blame yourself. Foxes are naturally skilled at charm, so falling in love at first sight is definitely not your fault.

Hong Bin strode quickly to the training ground and saw his master doing morning prayers in front of the sacred flame. He waved and shouted, "Master, a fox has come to visit."

"A fox? This isn't Liangshan, it's not Changbai Mountain, where did this fox come from?"

"I don't know, he mentioned the old sect leader Fengping."

"Did they mention my senior brother?" Liu Ye wondered to himself, then suddenly exclaimed "Holy crap!" and hurriedly ran to the front of the pharmacy.

The fox's ponytail and milky white down jacket made him look completely unfamiliar, but his almost bewitching face was unmistakable. It was Brother An who had amazed everyone with his Azure Flame Fox Fire technique at the Fire Virtue Sect's Fire Competition back then.

"Alive!"

"Rumors circulated that you were dead, but I didn't expect you to still be alive!" The Huode Sect was full of bold and unrestrained people who didn't care about trivial matters, and the sect leader was no exception. Liu Ye picked up Chen Ruoan with both arms and lifted her high.

Whoosh!

The fox in Liu Ye's arms shattered into black butterfly shadows, dissipated, and then reformed.

"You're already in your eighties, can't you be a little more mature?"

"I'm so happy! To be honest, Brother An, decades have passed, and the green flame I've produced is still not fully formed. The flame and color are far from satisfactory, and it's nowhere near the legendary appearance of the Fire Virtue. Brother An, you must stay at the Fire Virtue Sect for a while longer so that I can properly show you hospitality and also seek out the true scriptures of the Green Flame."

"No problem. I'll stay here for a few more days after I've taken care of some things."

"What is it? If you need the Huode Sect's help, Brother An, please don't hesitate to ask."

"It's not worth making a big fuss about. To be honest, I just want a place to meet."

As a temporary worker for "Na Du Tong," Wang Zhenqiu was naturally obligated to accept the summons. Chen Ruoan did not search for the thief of faith everywhere; he simply asked the person in charge of the Southwest Region to issue a notice, requiring the scoundrel to tie up the thief and return to Huodezong.

"Alright then." Liu Ye glanced at the dazed disciple next to the pharmacy sign and said angrily, "You wretched child, hurry up and go to the city to book a banquet to properly welcome your Uncle Fox."

"You bastard, I'm talking to you!"

"Xiao Binzi, what happened to your senior brother?"

Hong Bin scratched his head awkwardly, unsure how to explain: "Master, believe me, you definitely don't want to know what just happened."

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At noon, the warm sun slanted down, and the old-fashioned Chinese-style decoration of "Shuweiju" in the city exuded a rustic charm. In the private rooms on the second floor, warm yellow lights complemented the midday sunlight, and authentic Sichuan dishes were laid out on the table, including twice-cooked pork, Mapo tofu, sliced ​​beef and tripe in chili sauce, and spicy blood curd.