Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person.

"It's still more lively over at Lao Lu's place."

The fox stared intently, its gaze piercing through layers of branches and leaves, locking onto the woman's figure hundreds of meters away.

He looked away, raised his hand, and loosely clenched his fist.

Suddenly, the grass and trees beneath his feet came to life. Green vines burst forth from the soil, their branches and leaves frantically coiling and weaving in his palm, transforming into a vibrant green sword.

Swah——

A sword flashes across the sky!

The distance of a hundred meters was closed in an instant, landing precisely three feet behind Dou Mei. The sword did not have any sharp killing intent. The moment it landed, the blade transformed into countless soft vines, exploding in all directions from that point.

Dou Mei turned around in alarm.

Her eyes reflected countless splendid bouquets, red, pink, and purple, blooming layer upon layer.

Thorns peeked out from the flowers, their sharp points piercing her skin, and vines coiled around her limbs. Blood seeped from countless tiny wounds, greedily sucked up by the flowers, blooming in even more intense colors.

Dou Mei didn't even meet the fox before she perished in the sea of ​​flowers.

Chen Ruoan made a quick decision and rushed towards Lu Jin's direction.

"Having escaped the calamity of the Sanyi Sect and been freed from entanglements with Wugensheng, what in this world could possibly warrant such a fit of anger from Lao Lu?"

When he arrived at the scene before him, he paused in his tracks.

A clearing had been carved out of the forest, trees snapped in half, and rubble and broken branches littered the ground. The moonlight shone down without obstruction, illuminating the old man in the center of the clearing, who exuded an aura of tyranny.

The monk Yongjue was using the remaining tree trunk to deal with Lu Jin.

Like a nimble fat rat, he dodged and weaved, avoiding direct confrontation with Lu Jin, but instead dragging him along, gradually wearing down his Qi and eroding his mind.

Lu Jin's eyes had lost their clarity, leaving only bloodshot eyes and madness.

"You must refrain from anger, Lao Lu."

"Let me help you calm down." Chen Ruoan waved his long sleeves, and the Radiant Illusion unfolded silently.

The light and shadow in the forest became hazy, and mist rose from the ground, making it seem as if a thousand foxes were wandering and a hundred demons were drifting about.

Lu Jin was trapped among the foxes. He slapped his hand and shouted, "I'll kill you!"

The fox shadow dispersed, transforming into warm, shimmering Qi, which gently soothed Old Lu's emotions.

Monk Yongjue frowned.

"The big thing is bad!"

With a sudden twist of his massive body, he dashed off toward the north.

Chen Ruoan glanced into the distance, then pointed at Gao Ning and the fox shadow in the forest with the index fingers of both hands, before crossing the two fingers and switching their positions.

The next second, the trees on both sides of Gao Ning began to rush forward, and he appeared in the center of the open space.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"

puff!

Lu Jin raised his hand and stabbed fiercely into the last fox shadow in the illusion.

The fox shadow didn't dodge, or even move. The moment the hand blade pierced the fox shadow, Lu Jin didn't feel air or nothingness, but a warm, sticky substance enveloped his palm.

Ok?

The cool light fell on Lu Jin's crown, and the icy breath flowed into his Baihui acupoint, clearing his mind and making his vision clear. He could see everything in front of him clearly.

"Awake, Lao Lu?" In the illusory world of flowing light, Lu Jin saw the fox shadow in the mist speaking.

The sticky feeling on his arm made Lu Jin uneasy: "Brother An, did you stop me? But why are you bleeding?"

"Where is your, your reversal of fate?"

Lu Jin pulled his arm away, staring at the bloodstains on his hands. Drops of blood dripped from between his fingers and fell to the ground, splashing into the soil.

There were even fragments of his heart between his fingers.

No way...that's impossible.

A tragic fate.

This is a tragic fate!

"It should be here, it should be here!"

I killed Brother An!

"Alright, stop patting yourself on the back." Chen Ruoan's long sleeves swept out a gust of wind, dispelling the Qi that permeated the forest. The illusion faded, and the fox shadow turned into a fat monk's corpse.

Gao Ning lay in a pool of blood, his chest pierced through.

Lu Jin's eyes widened: "What is this?"

Chen Ruoan explained, "By using the escape techniques of the Wood element, we can change the positions of the two and achieve a spatial effect similar to the Eight Gates Movement."

Seeing Old Lu's impotent rage, the fox had no choice but to help lock down the enemy.

"You should have told me sooner! You scared me to death! Can you please stop making things so confusing every time we fight?" Lu Jin was getting anxious and frustrated. She exhausted herself and sat down on the cold, wet ground.

"You mean it would be better if I beat you half to death and then pulled you back from the brink of death?"

Why are there always people who can't understand the fox's good intentions?

“I didn’t say that,” Lu Jinyi said righteously.

Chapter 197 Master An's Challenge Was Quite "Fierce"

As the mist dissipated and the moonlit night became clear, Gao Ning's corpse lay on the muddy ground, gushing blood. With the elimination of several of the most notorious heretics in the "Quanxing" sect, only Xiao Karami, who had fled elsewhere, remained in the entire sect.

"The files really don't need updating anymore." Chen Ruoan received a message from Gao Yushan. The company's assessment of the danger of "Corpse Demon" and Yuan Tao was not too high. The troublesome sect that had been a headache for thousands of years was now completely dead in name only.

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At Longhu Mountain, a wisp of evening cloud peeks through the eaves of the Celestial Master's Mansion, and the smoke from the incense burner, imbued with spiritual energy, lingers in the courtyard for a long time.

After listening to the fox recount the story of Old Black Mountain, Zhang Zhiwei leaned back in his bamboo chair, stroking his long beard, a smile barely concealed in his eyes. He suddenly mimicked Lu Jin's tone from that day, spreading his hands as if torn apart his chest and stamp his feet: "I killed Brother An—"

Tian Jinzhong's hand holding the teacup trembled, and he couldn't hold it up properly. He burst out laughing: "Senior brother, stop joking with Lao Lu, hahaha!"

"cut."

Lu Jin leaned against the chair on the other side, a faint blush rising on his old face, his eyes drooping with three parts disdain and seven parts embarrassment.

"You two have been cultivating for a hundred or eighty years, yet you laugh so smugly. You're still lacking in experience. And what's with this 'I killed Brother An' nonsense..."

"So what? I almost killed him."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Laughter drifted from under the eaves, startling a few birds, and the entire Celestial Master's Mansion was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

"Tch, I'm leaving! I'm not going to stoop to your level." Lu Jin's eyes were still slightly red from embarrassment as she strode out of the courtyard with an air of indifference.

Zhang Zhiwei watched the figure huff and puff as it drove away, stroking his beard and shaking his head: "That old Lu is easy to tease."

The laughter lingered in the teacup for a moment before gradually subsiding.

Chen Ruoan stood under the eaves, not participating in the banter. He crossed his arms, leaned against a pillar, and stared at the other side of the courtyard.

As the sunset painted the sky, Zhang Chulan sat cross-legged on a futon, practicing his evening lessons.

The flow of primordial Qi and the operation of the cultivation technique were without error, but his face had sunken eye sockets, slightly protruding cheekbones, and a thick, dark circle of dark circles under his eyes, making him look like he had been drained of his kidneys and was suffering from kidney deficiency.

Chen Ruoan looked at it for a moment, then tilted her head slightly: "This Chu Lan does have the mark of virginity, right?"

The "virginity mark" helps people lock in their virginity and firmly retain their innate essence, which is extremely strong and masculine. When the essence is abundant, the vital energy is plentiful, and when the vital energy is plentiful, the spirit is clear. No matter how you look at it, Zhang Chulan is not in the state of being a "time management master".

wrong.

When Chen Ruoan passed on the "Old Farmer's Skill," he set up six checkpoints within the Qi cluster to fulfill the Danzu's philosophy of "not passing it on to anyone but a perfect person." These six checkpoints begin with survival and end with self-realization, progressing step by step. Once Zhang Chulan has passed through all six checkpoints, he may not be able to become a saint, but he can certainly be a qualified successor to the Celestial Master.

Based on the timeline, the fox deduced that the boy should have passed the basic survival stage and was transitioning towards experiencing the seven emotions and six desires.

"Wait, no way?"

Considering Zhang Chulan's temperament, Chen Ruoan was genuinely afraid that he might secretly cause trouble or do something disreputable.

The fox's golden eyes lit up as it peered at Zhang Chulan. This kid was indeed suffering from premature ejaculation, but this leakage did not originate from sexual intercourse; rather, it was an outward habit formed over time.

"You boy!"

"Did he start enjoying it?"

Zhang Chulan sat quietly, completely unaware of the fox's gaze.

Guided by the old farmer Gong Liuguan, a vast, misty white world appeared before him. Before him lay a pool of clear, mirror-like hot spring water, with several delicate pink petals floating on its surface, gently swirling with the ripples.

Zhang Chulan was stunned.

In the hazy mist, a graceful figure appeared and disappeared. The first thing that caught the eye was a section of fair, snow-white skin, shimmering like pearls in the rising steam. Ripples spread, and her smooth, delicate shoulders slowly emerged from the water. Water droplets rolled down her smooth shoulder line and dripped into the water, creating ripples.

He should look away.

But my body felt like it was nailed to the spot.

"After the innocent schoolgirl, has it been replaced by a mature woman taking a bath?"

A pair of long, slender legs slowly bent from beneath the water's surface, the toes lightly touching the bottom, the alluring curves extending from the rounded knees to the delicate toes.

"My lord~"

"Holy crap!" Zhang Chulan stared at the rounded breasts on the water's surface, startled. As expected of the challenge set up by Master An, it was incredibly wicked!

But what kind of person do you take me for?

Everything is nothing but a beautiful skeleton, white bones and flesh!

I've been stuck here for over half a year. If I can't get through this, people will laugh their heads off!

Zhang Chulan had a long and intoxicating dream. When he woke up, the moon was shining brightly in the clear sky and the stars were twinkling.

Zhang Lingyu, carrying the books, passed by and reminded them, "Sleeping is not allowed in the courtyard."

"As expected of the challenge set up by Master An! Junior Uncle, I have never felt so peaceful. My mind is clear and I feel like I have entered the realm of a sage."

"Huh?" Zhang Lingyu didn't know what was wrong with him, shook her head and left.