Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person.

Whoosh!

"Hahahaha!" Di Xin stepped into the sea of ​​fire amidst his mad and delirious laughter. The flames also wrapped around Chen Ruoan's body, burning away her gorgeous clothes little by little, turning her skin, bones, and flesh into something like "qi".

After Su Daji's death, her new identity was no longer restricted, and the incense offerings in Fanyi City found their true masters.

"Finally back."

Chen Ruoan clenched his hands. This time, his actions did not incur the punishment of causality. He could now use his old supernatural abilities without any restraint. His methods, such as weapon crafting, were even developing in a direction that was more in line with the world's power system.

“I can also turn back into a fox.” Chen Ruoan transformed into the familiar black fox, still with beautiful fur, a light body, and a large tail swaying behind her.

Above the Muye Plain, a new round of the battle of cause and effect has begun.

"I'm not qualified to get involved in that level of battlefield right now," Chen Ruoan shook his head and walked down the stone steps. Just then, a familiar voice rang out behind him, almost making the fox's fur stand on end.

"So the beauty is a fox spirit. No wonder she is so beautiful and charming."

Chen Ruoan turned around, and a drop of blood was floating in the air.

True Blood of All Industries!

The source of the phenomenon of immortal corpses, which transform the dying into Nirvana corpses and allow them to eternally reappear in different timelines.

"The fox is old and confused, and almost forgot about this old story." Chen Ruoan turned around, and there was no trace of "Su Daji" in her figure or voice. Only her face was still beautiful.

"So that's how it is. All my tolerance and patience for a year have been given to a man." Di Xin shook his head, a crisp "crack" sound coming from his neck, as warm, white bones pierced through flesh and blood, clinging to his back like spider legs.

"For the crime of deceiving the king, the king shall punish you with the death of being pierced by a thousand arrows!"

Before the altar of the Three True Dharma Palace, Chen Ruoan rubbed his forehead and pondered: "Let me think about how I killed you back then. Ah, it's simple. When putrid acid and fermented venom come into contact with the bones, they directly dissolve the calcium salts in the bones, making the bones soft, brittle, and hollow."

People today are right: if you master math, physics, and chemistry, you can go anywhere in the world without fear.

"You'd better be able to withstand this dose of my aged, potent poison."

Chapter 266 What Later Generations Say

Di Xin knelt on the ground with one hand, and white bones pierced deep into the stone platform, emerging like bamboo shoots after rain. The sharp bones formed an encirclement, gradually trapping the fox in the firelight.

"The past that has vanished from history should simply leave the stage early and end peacefully. There's no need to cause trouble after its death." Chen Ruoan said with a smirk, as flames filled with poison spewed forward.

Amidst the blinding red light, a soft, eerie green flame immediately appeared, clinging to the warm, white bones, corroding and burning them...

The exposed thorns instantly rotted and turned black, and were cleanly and neatly broken off with a flick of the fox's claws.

"Tsk!" Di Xin's face, revealing sharp teeth, became even more ferocious and terrifying.

“You were not a seeker of the Dharma in your lifetime, so you have already done quite well to achieve this. History has already decided that you should obediently exit the stage.” Chen Ruoan recited, “On the Jiazi day of the second month, King Zhou of Yin fled to Lutai, wrapped himself in pearls and jade and burned himself, and the Shang dynasty ended.”

After the fox finished reciting, the fire on the Deer Terrace grew stronger and stronger. The Nirvana Corpse was strong in its physical body, but Di Xin's body could not withstand the mortal fire enhanced by the blue flames. The familiar scene happened again. King Zhou, who had ruled the Yin Shang Dynasty for more than 30 years, was finally burned to ashes in the fire.

"Take my advice and don't let this happen again in the future."

After dealing with the Nirvana Corpse, Chen Ruoan looked southeast. The celestial phenomena changed, with the explosive flames of the magic talisman and the golden light of the magic treasure intertwining and flashing. Raging thunder rumbled in the sky from time to time. Even though the fox was thousands of miles away, it could vaguely feel the intimidation and pressure.

"I was thinking of taking another peek, but maybe we should just forget about it?"

Just as he was struggling with this decision, memories from the future came back from a third-person perspective. Chen Ruoan certainly didn't have time to join in the fun right now. According to the unfolding events, Fanyi would be destroyed in the eleventh war of cause and effect, with no one in the city escaping.

This is one of the choices made by the law of causality.

There are no historical records of cities built by Su Daji. Lacking this achievement, in order to further demonstrate the divine mandate to conquer Shang, Zhou solidified Su Daji as the "femme fatale" who caused King Zhou to deviate from ancestral rules and political disorder. She was also burdened with several unjust accusations, such as building the Deer Terrace, digging out the heart of the sage, and establishing the torture of branding with hot irons.

“The course of history has been set, and this is an unchangeable fact,” said Chen Ruoan, who resided in the Three Truths Dharma Palace.

The passage of three thousand years has long since dulled the fox's emotional turmoil. What must he have felt at that moment, having painstakingly built his city over half a year and finally won over a multitude of devoted followers, only to have them all reduced to dust in mere breaths?

"Ah, that little maid who dressed me up and served me tea and water is also dead. She was supposed to become my high priestess, in charge of all the sacrificial prayers and rituals related to the Xuan Tian Emperor after the establishment of the new dynasty."

Chen Ruoan returns to his perspective, experiencing the feeling of that time, and then claps his hands as if suddenly realizing something.

"I almost forgot, it was my past experiences that sustained me to where I am today. What about the law of cause and effect, the myriad corpse immortals, the seekers of the Dharma and the Nirvana corpses? Just mentioning them is tiresome."

"Given my kind heart back then, I would definitely have saved him, but I lacked the strength. Now, I should be able to."

Chen Ruoan turned her head amidst the incense smoke and glanced at Duan Xinglian, who was sitting obediently cross-legged on the prayer mat.

"Young Duan, you've been enjoying loitering around me lately, haven't you? Are you hoping I'll seize the opportunity to blossom a connection between us?"

Duan Xinglian, whose thoughts had been exposed, scratched his head and smiled: "I was just thinking, in case you ever need it."

What do you want?

"Gained the ability to kill 737 seekers of the Dharma."

Duan Xinglian was given away by his biological parents due to organ failure in his childhood. Later, his adoptive parents discovered the problem and sent him to the Duosen Welfare Home. The lonely Xinglian once thought of committing suicide, but was saved by the Sanzhen Famen who happened to be passing by and were taken in as disciples.

Years later, the Sanzhen Dharma Gate was besieged by 737 unscrupulous seekers of the Dharma from the "Supreme Hundred People" organization in the name of acting on behalf of Heaven. Only Zhou Liuqing and Duan Xinglian survived and depended on each other for survival.

"This is not difficult. Prepare seven days' worth of offerings for me. After seven days, you will find more than seven hundred corpses in an abandoned parking lot."

"No, Your Majesty, you misunderstand." Duan Xinglian raised his head, revealing a half-smile. "If it weren't for personally torturing a hundred people to death, then everything would be meaningless."

"Hey." Chen Ruoan scrutinized Duan Xinglian. "That's quite a good expression."

Speaking of which, Duan Xinglian's innate supernatural power that he later awakened was "The Person of This Moment and That Time," which allows him to write and realize unwitting history. In terms of its manifestation, it is similar to the fox's "ramblings," both being supernatural powers of cause and effect.

You like telling stories, right?

With a casual flick of Chen Ruoan's wrist, a notebook flew out of Duan Xinglian's backpack and landed in the fox's paw. After a little handling, the notebook's cover was stained black, and several white English letters appeared on it.

"You three true disciples all like to keep diaries, so I'll give you a book. I'll go save people first, and consider this notebook as a deposit for good deeds in advance."

Duan Xinglian's face instantly darkened.

"what happened?"

"This notebook contains... the classwork assigned by the teacher."

"Oh, that's a real shame."

Duan Xinglian held up the black notebook and pointed to the English letters on it: "What does 'Death Note' mean?"

"How many points did you get on your English test? Would you like me to tutor you for a few days?"

"I understand what it means, but this..."

“The literal meaning,” Chen Ruoan said, pointing to the notebook. “Get used to it beforehand. The death of a seeker of the Dharma is none of my business, but you have to get used to the change in mindset that comes with controlling life and death. What a pen can kill is essentially no different from an ant.”

"Yes." Duan Xinglian's eyes showed solemnity. "I know about magic weapons. The notebook can kill seekers of the Dharma, but their strength cannot be too far removed from mine, otherwise it will not be effective, right?"

"If the karma a person carries isn't too heavy, it doesn't matter; the heavier the karma, the harder the person is to kill."

Duan Xinglian pondered, "A top-tier magic weapon that even a seeker of the Dharma might not be able to forge in their entire life is just casually tossed out by the Emperor. Xinglian really doesn't understand. What is the Emperor's current strength?"

"You immature brats, all you like to focus on is combat power. What's the point of me saying I'm the best in the world?"

Only by mastering all timelines—past, present, and future—can one grasp the fox's unfulfilled ambition.

"So powerful, yet he's asleep? What did the Emperor do back then?"

"I've never been able to steal anything from someone." Chen Ruoan grabbed the Fate Thread and sent the treasure scroll it was tied to to the past. "I don't have time to chat with you anymore. I'm going to fix a small regret from the past."

Swish!

Chen Ruoan stood on the outskirts of Fanyi City, gazing at the barrier erected by Gongsun Ling with magic talismans, and thought to himself, "Since history has already been decided and the destruction of the city is inevitable, then we can only work on the people."

Chapter 267 Refining Mount Tai

The destroyed cities are unknown, the dead people are forgotten; in the long river of history, there are countless small towns like Fanyi.

"In that case, what I want to do is very simple."

Chen Ruoan shook the thread of fate, made a wish, and prayed for the new life of the tree. On the back of "Duan Xinglian", several large characters gradually appeared: "Qi Tun Tian Di".

Based on the space inside a fox's belly, this advanced supernatural ability allows Chen Ruoan to absorb the effects of other people's supernatural abilities by focusing his mind on his dantian and circulating his qi in his stomach. It can also be used as a storage skill.

"Um--"

"It would have been fine before. In the world of the sun and moon, I always felt that eating random things would cause problems. This was recorded in 'Journey to the West'."

Chen Ruoan gained a new supernatural power, allowing him to ride on clouds and soar above the mortal realm.

The aftershocks of the battle of cause and effect were drawing ever closer. A large gold nugget suddenly crashed down, but fortunately, Chen Ruoan possessed an auspicious body. The enormous magical artifact grazed past him and landed in the outskirts of Fanyi, creating a huge crater and forming a restriction.

"Those who seek the Dharma are still so arrogant."

"How long can such a large amount of gold last?"

Chen Ruoan, riding on clouds and with smoke rising from his four claws, appeared above Fanyi City in his nine-tailed form. His enormous body quickly attracted the attention of the people, yet not a single person panicked or fled.

"Auspicious omen, auspicious omen!" A group of mischievous children chased the fox's shadow across the stone bridge and were the first to shout.

The mysterious figure in the clouds suddenly froze, its nine tails unfurled, and its fox mouth parted slightly: "Listen, today heavenly fire will burn the city, and a great calamity is imminent."

The hustle and bustle of the street suddenly fell silent.

Half an hour ago, someone saw dark, ominous clouds gathering at the western horizon, with lightning flashing through the gaps in the clouds, like a giant beast slowly opening its eyes. It turned out that all of this was not a sign of rain, but a calamity.

Chen Ruoan's clear, melodious voice pierced through the alley and entered through the window: "Within my belly lies a world of three thousand mustard seeds, capable of containing all spirits, to help you escape this calamity..."

Upon hearing this, the people remembered the deities worshipped at the altars in the countryside and breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, someone asked, "May I ask the immortals and gods, now that Lady Daji has gone to Chaoge, will she be able to escape this calamity?"

“She has her own place to go,” Chen Ruoan replied. “You don’t need to panic later, just stay where you are.”

The people of Fanyi City remained where they were, while some clever ones hurriedly ran home to collect their money. The black fox in the sky had already opened its mouth.

Between their throats, a crimson rift opened between heaven and earth, and wind surged out from the rift, engulfing the old men who looked up, the mischievous children who clapped their hands, and the old women who knelt in worship.

They were swept up by the wind and flew into the darkness. When they opened their eyes again, they had landed on a soft, warmly lit grass.

Looking up, the sky is filled with dazzling stars, making the place seem like daytime.

The city is empty.

The cause-and-effect correction quickly took effect, and the world fell silent, the chirping of insects ceased, the wind stopped, and the trees stiffened.

Immediately, a pillar of fire pierced down from the heavens, reaching the very center of Fanyi City. A blinding white light spread out, engulfing the city walls, streets, temples, and stone bridges.

After the flames, several aftershocks of magic swept across the distant sky, instantly reducing charred wood to dust and bricks to sandstorms. Where Fanyi City once stood, only a flat crater remained, revealing the scorched yellow earth beneath…

"Same scene, different ending."