Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person.

"You see, the downsides of not having friends are now exposed. There's not even anyone to confide in." After saying this, Chen Ruoan transformed back into a fox and flew into the air again.

In early March, a light rain enveloped the old Lu family residence in Suzhou. The mottled white walls were soaked with moisture, the white magnolias in the courtyard were just beginning to bloom, and the weeping willows outside the wall were sprouting tender yellow new branches, their soft branches brushing against the small river in front of the door.

A dense, cold rain filled the old alley. Xia He's oil-paper umbrella tilted precariously, unable to shield her from the misty rain. A few strands of her hair, soaked with moisture, clung softly to her pale cheeks and neck.

"Ugh—it's raining again. I knew I shouldn't have gone back to my hometown." Lu Linglong yawned casually as she saw a figure walking through the rain.

"Sister Xia He?"

Xia He snapped out of her daze, tilting her umbrella to the side. Her eyebrows and eyes were exquisitely beautiful, yet a lingering sense of decadence hung in her gaze. This kind of decadent beauty easily touched the softest part of people's hearts, and Lu Linglong hurriedly covered her eyes.

"You, you, you are so beautifully adorned by the rain! My goodness, at this rate I'm going to discover a whole new world."

"Ok?"

"Xia He, what happened? You didn't hold the umbrella properly, you're all soaked. Do you want to come to my room to wash up and change your clothes?"

"Oh," Xia He replied.

Although the Lu family mansion was elegant on the outside, the interior had been modernized. Lu Linglong's bathroom was large enough that Xia He soaked in the bathtub, her eyebrows and eyes indifferent and aloof, quietly letting Lu Linglong wash her up.

Lu Linglong carefully raised her hand and gathered Xia He's long, smooth hair, her gaze falling on her fair and soft skin. Tiny water droplets clung to her shoulders and neck, each one translucent and round, like scattered pearls.

"Sigh, I really don't know which bastard will end up with Xia He," Lu Linglong joked, while Xia He, still soaking in the water, remained unresponsive.

"Sis, what's wrong with you?"

"I...I messed up. I got dumped."

"Huh?" Lu Linglong sprayed her head with the showerhead, somewhat disbelieving what she had just heard. "Which bastard is so blind? Wait a minute, you're not going to start a rampage against An'an, are you?"

"So Linglong noticed it too."

"It would be a miracle if you didn't notice." Lu Linglong showed a bitter expression. In their daily interactions, she could get along well with Xia He like best friends, but once it came to interactions with Chen Ruoan, the aura around Xia He would immediately become heavy and suffocating.

"Then why didn't he notice?"

"It's probably because they haven't taken you out of the child's box."

"Hmm?" Xia He held up her pair of snow-white breasts with both hands and weighed them in her hands. "I'm already quite big."

"Stop it!" Lu Linglong covered Xia He with a towel, spread her hands, and said helplessly, "I've heard Grandpa talk about the old stories of Tengshan. Although I'm sorry to say this, sister, you really have the potential to become a vixen!"

"Damn it!" Lu Linglong pursed her lips. Xia He's silly, stupid, and defenseless appearance just now was what people often call the "pure and seductive" style.

"I wish she were a vixen."

"Sis, when did your feelings for someone begin to blossom?"

"I don't know, maybe it was from the very beginning." Xia He recalled her journey. When she was in Tengshan, she could guess Chen Ruoan's extraordinary identity from the attitude of the sect leader and senior sisters. But at that time, she was determined and could not regard Chen Ruoan as an elder no matter what. This could be judged from the way she addressed him.

Calling him "brother" was already a compromise that could not be conceded.

"When we were in the Tengshan Cave, the sect leader and the senior sisters looked at me with horrible eyes. Among countless strange gazes, he was the first to accept me, so much so that I, who had just entered puberty and was still fantasizing about love, once regarded that umbrella as a token of our love." After saying this, Xia He soaked her blushing face in the water and glanced sideways at Linglong.

"Oh no." Lu Linglong swallowed hard. "What's with the 'kind of cute' thing?"

"What then?"

"Later I discovered that his affection for me was not unique; if anyone else were in that situation, he would have made the same choice."

That's true.

"But I still want to take a step forward. I'm a useless guy. When I signed the elf contract, I felt like the luckiest person in the world. When I found out that he went to fight the immortals of the Liu family, that sense of relief deepened into an inescapable happiness. I was a little immersed in it."

Xia He recalled the past and revealed all the secrets hidden in the corner of her heart. She pouted and said unhappily, "When the first time the spirit possession failed, I was very angry. I sat on the bed and looked at him as if I were looking at an incompetent husband."

"After several years of trial and error, we succeeded. Linglong, you probably don't understand that feeling. It's a resonance at the soul level, a connection of spirits. Hmph, physical union is nothing compared to that. We're communicating spiritually. Do you understand spiritual communication?"

"Stop—!!!" Lu Linglong made a stop gesture, shaking her head incredulously, "Sister Xia He, I might need to get to know you again. Your thought process and your advanced ideas are beyond my comprehension!"

“I’m telling the truth. Even when I was facing Qu Tong last year, I wasn’t surprised by the impact of ‘Dual-Handed Technique’ on my life. I was thinking, if this strange and bizarre technique can really modify physiological structure and genes at will, then could I become a fox, or have a few fox cubs?”

The heat in the bathroom grew stronger, and Lu Linglong felt dizzy, perhaps because she had been there for too long.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, help me!"

I'm going crazy!

Chapter 250 The Final Prayer

"My goodness, I never imagined you were like this in private. I thought you would be as aloof and unapproachable as you appear!" Lu Linglong turned up the exhaust fan to dissipate the heat in the bathroom.

"Lowered to the dust, yet blooming with flowers." Xia He murmured softly. The water in the bathtub was gradually getting cold. She refused Linglong's suggestion to add hot water, stepped out of the water, and gazed at herself in the mirror covered with water vapor.

"Thank you, Linglong."

"Don't be so polite. Wait until the rain stops before you go. Anyway, he won't run into you, this melancholy girl like a lilac, as you walk through the rainy alley now." Lu Linglong shook the towel she was using to wipe herself and handed it to her with a smile.

"I think I really misunderstood you before," Xia He said, drying her hair.

“I’m different from you. Even if I develop feelings for him, I still have to consider Grandpa’s feelings. There’s a fundamental difference between us. A few years ago, Grandpa was in a state of madness for a long time before he came out of it. It was then that I started to avoid any close interactions with Lao An.”

Lu Linglong smiled bitterly: "Can you imagine the scene of the head of the Trinity Sect quoting the Bible every day? The old man said that if a man has sexual relations with an animal, he shall be put to death and the animal shall also be killed. If a woman goes near to an animal and has sexual relations with it, you shall kill the woman and the animal, and they shall both be put to death, and the sin shall be on them."

"Then he learned some new terms from the internet, like killing that Fury control... I was thinking, isn't that going to kill me? And I haven't even committed a crime yet."

Xia He smiled in response.

Lu Linglong's phone, which was on the clothes rack, lit up. A message came from the Lu family group chat: Master An has gathered several talented young people and is heading to the valleys of the Qinling Mountains to make a living.

At that time, the aftermath of the Jia Shen Rebellion, which began in 1944, will be completely eliminated.

Lu Linglong was also on the invitation list.

In the group chat, Zang Long, who was the most well-informed, said, "The people invited by the Emperor are almost all outstanding talents who have made their mark in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony. All the inheritors of the 'Eight Extraordinary Skills' are present, and even foreigners from abroad have been invited."

Bai Shixue: "What's the purpose of such a large-scale operation? Unless the memories of those who experienced the events are completely erased, there are still clues to be found in history."

Zhi Jinhua: "Is it related to that unfamiliar name on the list? Feng Baobao? It seems that before, she was just a temporary worker in the North China region, but now she is a shaman at Yaoyue Tower."

The smell of melons brought out all the lurking group members.

"That's quite intriguing."

Gollum~

Lu Linglong swallowed hard, turned off the screen, and looked back at Xia He in the mirror, unsure of how to begin.

Even if it weren't mentioned, what Zang Long had captured would soon become the hottest topic on the forum for people with unusual talents.

"Ugh! I really don't understand, why now of all times? Doesn't that old hag An'an consider Xia He's feelings at all?"

Given the current situation, it's only a matter of time before Xia He finds out the truth, and Lu Linglong has absolutely no need to hide it from her.

But how should I put it?

We will be holding a grand gathering in Tongtian Valley on the 24th of the lunar calendar. All the rising stars in the industry will be there. Guess who didn't get an invitation?

YOU!

"What's wrong?" Xia He noticed something was amiss when Lu Linglong was engrossed in her mental drama and asked.

"Uh—the old man's up to something!"

"Ok?"

"They say they're going to the valley to resolve the legacy of the Jia Shen incident, and some extraordinary individuals who appeared at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony will be participating. The discussion on the forum is brewing, and many people are speculating whether this will be the Xuan Tian Emperor's last stop."

Water droplets trickled down the surface of the mirror, covering Xia He's face in the reflection. She wore a half-smile and wiped the mirror with her palm.

"It turns out he didn't even have time to think about me."

"Perhaps you are right, I haven't stepped out of the child's mindset yet."

The mirror divides the loneliness into two layers. Xia He in front of the mirror lowers her eyes, her brows and eyes covered with an unyielding gloom; the reflection in the mirror is also the same dejected. The contrast between reality and illusion makes the double loneliness press heavily in the air.

Seeing this scene, Lu Linglong felt a pang in her heart. She stepped forward slowly and gently comforted her, "Sister Xia He, don't be so sad. Once the incident in the valley is completely resolved, you might soon receive the reply you've been waiting for."

Xia He turned around and asked, "When I was visiting various schools of thought, I heard a rumor that it was related to the shamans of the Inviting Moon Pavilion. Was she also involved in this matter?"

Lu Linglong did not answer, but Xia He got the answer from her unspeakable expression.

The mirror was once again shrouded in a thick white mist, and warm water vapor gathered into winding streams that flowed down the mirror, crisscrossing watermarks that covered Xia He's face in the reflection like wrinkles.

"What an ugly face this is."

Xia He felt a tightness in her chest, clutching one hand tightly to her chest and gently pressing the other against the cold mirror. She gazed at her reflection and murmured:

"Alright, Xia He, if you had to describe your feelings right now in one word—jealousy."

···

In the Twenty-Four Heavenly Valley, the peaks are still shrouded in a pale white mist. The morning sun shines through the gaps in the forest, spreading golden light across the landscape, and glistening dewdrops still cling to the grass beneath the trees.

"Have you thought it through?" Chen Ruoan asked, sitting cross-legged in the open space in front of the Nine-Bend Cave. Two figures walked around the corner of the valley.

"Little Phoenix, what brings you here too?"

"Fox, I'm afraid you'll bully her."

“I merely offered a choice. If Feng Baobao’s decision contradicts my wishes, I will personally fill the vacancy.” Chen Ruoan stood up and looked at the woman around the corner.

"Feng Baobao, you haven't answered my question yet."

Feng Baobao shook her head: "I don't know. You said my father was imprisoned under the Five Elements Mountain by you, that's the literal meaning. In other words, you are my father's killer?"

"Well, even if you go there now, you won't be able to dig up Feng Yao's remains."

"why?"

"Why what?"

Why did you kill my old man?

“He deserved to die.” Chen Ruoan recalled the old stories of Mianshan and said regretfully, “I made the mistake of being indecisive back then. If the events of the Jia Shen year hadn’t happened, you wouldn’t be alive today.”

Feng Baobao's mind was in complete turmoil.

As a shaman of the Inviting Moon Pavilion, her first lesson upon entering the pavilion was to learn about Chen Ruo'an's immortal and divine history, firmly memorizing those legends and real events.

Only in this way can we better communicate with the gods and guide believers.

The Xuan Tian Emperor, who averts disasters, ensures favorable weather, and blesses marriages, is undoubtedly a benevolent and righteous god who helps the world... Thinking about it this way, what is Wu Gensheng, who died at his hands and was his own father?

What would a normal person's mentality be when facing their father's killer?