Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person.

An Fox raised his hand to signal, and the five ghosts dispersed, unlocked the iron cage chains, and led the group of "rare beasts" to the center of the camp.

Qin Fu waited quietly, then opened his small eyes and saw three eerie blue flames burning in the dark night, exactly the same as the will-o'-the-wisps he had seen on graves when he was sleeping in the wilderness.

"My mother, are you really a ghost?"

That was not will-o'-the-wisp, but the foxfire used by Chen Ruoan.

The art of creating animals is actually a kind of witchcraft and evil magic. It cannot withstand the fire that the fox uses to exorcise evil spirits and dispel turbidity. With just one burn, the fish scales, horse skin, and the seams of the flesh and blood fall off one by one, revealing the pale skin underneath.

The "mermaid" struggled a few times, her legs extending from her long, scale-covered tail. After a moment of movement, she could only wriggle like a fish swimming in deep water.

"This is... creating livestock!" Qin Fu exclaimed in surprise.

In the secular world, "creating animals" is a vicious method of maiming children for use in performing arts and acrobatics. However, the animal-creating technique practiced by the extraordinary person is far more vicious than that of some ordinary human traffickers.

"He's human, no wonder we can't communicate with him."

Chen Ruoan dispelled the evil spell and saw that the victims were only able to utter "ee-yah-yah" sounds, unable to utter a single word. He then pinched the corner of the "mermaid's" mouth to examine her tongue.

A moment later, Qin Fu saw a slender object floating in the air. By the light of the tent fire, he could tell it was a silver needle.

"The silver needle can be used to suppress a person's instinct to speak over time, making it impossible for them to call for help."

"Beast!" Qin Fu sighed, feeling a mix of emotions as he saw the rare and exotic beast he had once longed for become a human.

Chen Ruoan continued, "I will ask the Taoist priests of Bixia Temple to contact the police station or government office down the mountain to find a way to settle the people. As for this place, I'll leave it to you to handle."

"You can rest assured when I do things; I guarantee they'll be done cleanly."

Qin Fu shrugged his shoulders, and the monkey squeaked a few times in response.

"Little Saint, as the saying goes, a dark and windy night is the perfect time for murder and arson. Let's take advantage of the darkness to pull off a big heist!"

"Squeak!"

In the middle of the night, a fire broke through the camp.

The next day, when the crowds who had come to watch the performance arrived early, all that remained was ashes and chaos. A few charred and curled billboards stood in the same spot, the "rare and exotic animals" in the iron cages were nowhere to be seen, and even the foreign boss had vanished without a trace.

The crowd looked at each other, whispering amongst themselves, their hopes dashed.

Just as everyone was getting bored, a gong rang out, drawing everyone's attention.

Qin Fu, dressed in a neat short-sleeved outfit, led a little monkey wearing a red cloth hat and colorful ribbons, his eyes crinkling with laughter.

He raised his hand and struck the gong again, proclaiming loudly, "Ladies and gentlemen, don't be impatient! So what if the foreigners' prized possessions have run away? Our own place will still be just as lively!"

Boom!

···

At Bixia Temple, Fang Dongtian and the fox sat side by side in front of the platform. Occasionally, a few pilgrims would pass by. After all, the pilgrimage season was over, and the mountain was much quieter than in the summer.

The young Taoist priest sighed: "The people you brought back have suffered persecution for a long time, and their physical and mental health have deteriorated. Now the situation is turbulent, and the leaders are changing frequently. Even the police station and the local government are too lazy to take on troublesome matters."

The fox tilted its head and asked, "What will they do?"

"The Quanzhen School believes that all the inner aspects encompassed by the soul can be restored through gentle nurturing. We can only assist with relevant methods and temporarily allow these individuals to recuperate quietly within the temple."

Everyone has innate Qi within their body; the only difference is whether or not one can obtain and use it. Quanzhen martial arts can also be used on ordinary people, but the effectiveness may be greatly reduced.

"The Taoist priests are truly righteous," the fox flattered.

"Why does even a fox have to learn to flatter and fawn?" Fang Dongtian said with a smile, propping up his slightly flat head. "It's just a matter of course for cultivators."

"How is the method of cultivating both body and mind that I taught you? Can a fox, having attained human form, resonate with heaven and earth just like a human?"

Chen Ruoan covered his abdomen with his paw, wanting to share some insights into cultivation, but before he could speak, several shouts came from below the stone steps.

"Brother Ghost, Brother Ghost! Are you in the mountains? I'm about to go on a journey to a market, and I wanted to say goodbye!"

Chen Ruoan bid farewell to Fang Dongtian, still using the paper umbrella as a cover, choosing to say goodbye to Qin Fu as a wandering spirit.

Before leaving, he handed Qin Fu a fox pendant woven from hay.

"We met by chance, but it's rare for us to work together. Here's a small gift for you as a keepsake."

The little fox pendant, woven from light green grass, is about half the size of a palm and looks adorably naive.

A thin red rope is tied around the fox's neck, from which hangs a small, polished peach wood plaque. The plaque has a neatly written "安" (An) character in cinnabar, which means "peace" for the fox. In the eyes of some believers, it also means "peace" or "safety."

"That reminds me," Qin Fu said, picking up the pendant with a heavy heart.

"Brother Ghost, to be honest, I came to Mount Tai, the blessed land, for a second reason."

"what's up?"

"I'm looking for a black fox. People at the market say there's a fox in these mountains with glossy black fur, a rare variant. If I could befriend it and perform tricks for it, wouldn't I make a fortune?"

Chen Ruoan, who was concealing himself, frowned. So they were looking for me?

"Hey bro, do you have any leads?"

"No."

"What a pity, we could have made a fortune!"

Chen Ruoan pinched his cheek with his fingers in deep thought, and then said:

"Your journey through life is not easy, so I will teach you a health-preserving posture from Tai Chi. Begin in a bow stance, extend your right hand high, and twist your left hand with your body, facing the downhill path..."

An Fox taught him a move called "The Divine Deer Turns Back".

"Is this Tai Chi? His big butt sticks out like he's about to get kicked, haha."

Qin Fu smiled, but before he could finish his laugh, he felt a real jolt on his buttocks. He staggered down the mountain, completely unable to stop his momentum.

"Hey bro, you don't play by the rules!"

"Alright, have a safe journey!" Chen Ruoan saw the guest off without any politeness.

I've already built my immortal abode and am peacefully preparing for the immortal class entrance exam. Why do you still want to drag me out to be a miserable laborer?

After seeing Qin Fu off, An Huli returned to Yaoyue Tower, entered meditation before the shrine of the Goddess of Mount Tai, and checked the condition of the wishing tree.

Another piece of the treasure scroll hanging from the branches and leaves lit up, and colorful ribbons fluttered, sometimes connecting two completely different treasure scrolls.

"This is···"

"Will those I've formed a bond with, and those who later become involved with me, also appear in the tree?"

It's just like collecting cards; you just need to be able to create synergies with different cards.

Chen Ruoan looked up and saw that the treasure certificate engraved with Qin Fu's name was a deep blue color. A reddish-black ribbon hung on another treasure certificate, on which the name was—

Li Muxuan.

Light gray trim lines connect to the fox's tail, sometimes visible and sometimes hidden.

"It seems we will meet again someday. Since it is not a friendly encounter, the meeting will probably not be pleasant."

Chapter 29 Anti-Zhang Zhiwei Alliance

Li Muxuan, a mischievous boy from the Quanxing sect, was a disciple of the Sanyi sect in his early years. He was tested by the Great Ying Immortal Zuo Ruotong but failed. Later, he met Ghost Hand Wang Yaozu and, out of spite for Zuo Ruotong, he became a disciple of Ghost Hand to learn "Reversing the Eight Directions".

At present, this mischievous child is learning martial arts from Wang Yaozu and traveling around.

"A street performer who can turn the world upside down, plus a monkey trainer who's a beast, they can't possibly fight over who gets the space, can they?"

"Or perhaps, the monkey scratched him?"

Chen Ruoan imagined several bizarre scenarios, which he found both outrageous and plausible.

For Li Muxuan, making even the worst choice would not be surprising.

"There's still a long way to go, let's talk about it when we meet."

For the fox, the immediate priority is to pray and set a target reward.

Having learned from the lack of fighting power in the circus troupe last night, Chen Ruoan's idea this time was simple: perhaps he could wish for a powerful and lethal technique.

With that thought in mind, the black fox lay down under the tree, its head slightly raised, and silently prayed to the precious tablet hanging from the gnarled branches.

huh~

Instead of revealing any cultivation techniques, the precious scroll emitted a shimmering, clear light that gently spread down and covered the fox's body.

The clear light seemed to possess a spiritual quality, permeating the fluffy fur and seeping into the blood, flesh, and meridians, intertwining seamlessly with the Quanzhen School's "Life Cultivation" method. The two worked together to nourish the body's texture bit by bit.

A warm sensation mixed with a refreshing energy surged through the fox's limbs and bones.

Cool!

Chen Ruoan raised his head and let out a long howl. The fox's body stretched out from its original position, growing to several meters wide in an instant. The once weak fox body became sturdy and strong, with a huge figure like a tiger with glaring eyes and a white forehead.

He leaped out of the Inviting Moon Pavilion, found a clearing in the mountains, raised his claw and slapped it against the rocks beside him. With a loud crash, the boulder shattered.

The fox's paw moved with a force as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Manifesting his true form is a classic Qi-explosive technique in the cultivation of mythical beasts. By using Qi to fill his flesh and blood, Chen Ruoan would no longer be a weak little fox.

Swish!

Foxes do not use the magic of flying through the clouds or riding the wind; they rely solely on their powerful bodies to traverse the forest.

The glossy fox fur left afterimages in the shadows of the trees, its strong paws gripped the rock crevices firmly, and with the help of the momentum, it leaped up, instantly trampling the ten-foot-high tree barrier under its feet.

The steep cliff that would normally require a long and winding climb can now be easily reached with a single leap.

The fox's limbs sprang with power that whistled through the air; its movements were agile yet composed, all thanks to the confidence gained from its advanced cultivation.

Chen Ruoan raced across ravines and through dense forests, leaping directly out of the continuous mountain range of Aolai Peak and speeding towards the summit of Mount Tai.

Upon arriving at the destination, looking up, one could see a young Taoist priest with a flat head bowing to greet guests on the open ground outside the temple.

Opposite him stood a young man in a white coat, with delicate and handsome features, a tall and straight posture, and the composure and demeanor unique to scions of noble families. Every gesture he made exuded the air of a master.

"Dongtian, it's been a long time."

The young man who spoke had a pure and upright demeanor and excellent physique. He was Lu Jin, a descendant of the Lu family, one of the four great families, and a disciple of the Sanyi Sect.

The Lu family has a pure and upright family tradition, and its members are spread across various schools of martial arts throughout the country. The Lu family's elders have also been on good terms with the leaders of various schools, and over time, the younger generation has naturally formed friendships with them as well.

Why did you come here?

Lu Jin smiled and said, "I was originally going home to visit my family, but it just so happens that some other members of my family are going to transfer to Penglai Sword Pavilion, so I went to Lu with them and came to see you on the way."