Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person.

The ground was littered with corpses.

The elderly, women, children, and young men lay either at the gate of the courtyard or curled up against the wall. Dark red blood soaked through the bluestone slabs in front of the gate, seeped into the mud and congealed into a dark brown, gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

"Don't panic." Chen Ruoan noticed Jiang Gui's unusual behavior and comforted him, while also checking the wounds on the corpse.

The wounds on the bodies were strange; they were holes pierced by hard objects, but they didn't look like gunshot wounds. Several of the victims had been strangled to death.

"Master, this can't be... can't be..." Jiang Gui couldn't even string together a coherent sentence.

Chen Ruoan transformed into human form, opened the umbrella behind him, and then heard a sudden snoring sound.

A deafening snore emanated from a kitchen reeking of lingering stench. Pushing open the door, one found the stove fire long extinguished, grease mixed with bloodstains clinging to the edge, and a man curled up on a pile of firewood in the corner.

The man was tall and strong, with a fierce look in his eyes and a heavy, labored breathing.

Chen Ruoan's gaze fell upon him, but what first caught her eye was not his ferocious face, but the threads of fate that wrapped around his body.

The overwhelming threads of ill-fated relationships intertwined like venomous snakes, coiling around his limbs and torso.

This was the first time Chen Ruoan had ever seen such a situation.

It is simply unimaginable what kind of deep-seated hostility a person must harbor towards this world, or what kind of overwhelming murderous intent they must possess, to allow their own karma to become so entangled, transforming them into this indescribably bizarre form before the fox's eyes.

Chen Ruoan had no time to think it through. She channeled her Qi into her palm, revealing her true form as a fox claw that tore at the man.

A gust of wind arose, and the man seemed to sense it, rolling away to dodge, waking up from his deep sleep.

"You're disturbing my peaceful sleep, I think you've had enough of living!"

The man extended one hand forward, about to make his move, but upon seeing a seductive face under the oil-paper umbrella, he immediately grinned and said, "No rush, you play with me first, let me have some fun."

hiccup~

Jiang Gui dared not get angry and whispered, "Master, your paper umbrella magic artifact seems to be malfunctioning."

"It's not that it's malfunctioning, it's that this umbrella is completely useless against him." The fox tucked the umbrella into its belly.

Should I say I'm unlucky or lucky, to encounter such a notorious figure on my very first trip down the mountain?

The man was bald and extremely ugly. His exposed abdomen and waist had many holes with dark blue talisman patterns next to them. Several mechanical whips were wrapped around his waist and twisted like snakes.

Liang Ting, nicknamed "White Owl," is a notorious villain whom even the "Quanxing" evil people openly admit to. He massacred the "Ink Tendon Soft Bone" lineage of his sect a few years ago. He is a grandmaster with both talismans and mechanisms.

This person suffered inhumane treatment in his childhood due to his ugly appearance. After mastering the skills, he began to take revenge in a frenzy, committing all kinds of evil deeds such as rape, kidnapping, and murder. He was a villain in his life, but his methods were so ruthless that his enemies were helpless.

"I said, come and play with me."

"I am a man," Chen Ruoan solemnly declared.

"It doesn't matter. Good-looking ones don't matter. I've already ruined some opera singers." Liang Ting was drunk, but when he was slightly distracted, he noticed the murderous aura emanating from the fox.

The combination of murderous intent and alluring fragrance made this dual-skilled grandmaster feel uneasy.

"Never mind, it doesn't matter if it's missing an arm or a leg, as long as it works."

Swish!

Liang Ting raised his hand and waved it, and the mechanism behind him shot out at lightning speed, attacking Chen Ruoan. The mechanism's "tentacles" wrapped around Chen Ruoan but failed to grab anything. Instead, a fox nimbly leaped and smoothly escaped through the gap.

"Oh, she's a vixen, hehehe."

Chen Ruoan jumped a few steps away.

Why do we have to play high-level matches at the Grandmaster level right from the start?

And that laugh is so disgusting...

The fox had never missed Zhang Zhiwei as much as it did today.

Chapter 38 I am a fox, not a skunk.

Chen Ruoan had a habit of activating "field magic" before the fight started.

With a single open mouth, the fox can summon clouds and rain.

The gentle night, with stars hanging low over the plains and the moon rising in the clear sky, suddenly turned into a fierce night with a cold wind sweeping the land and darkness obscuring everything.

Liang Ting tilted his head back, the dampness clinging to his skin, and several streams of water flowed along the openings in his arms and abdomen, slowly seeping into his body.

The Ink Tendon Soft Bone lineage uses talismans to draw patterns, strengthening tendons, bones, skin, and flesh, while also providing a foundation for mechanical modifications. The mechanical creations hidden in the body's pores combine strength and flexibility, as agile as a serpent.

"Rainwater? Who do you think I am? You really underestimate me."

Mechanical creations abhor damp and gloomy environments, and rain and dew mixed with the aura of fox spirits are even more likely to affect the operation of talismans and mechanisms.

But this only applies to ordinary mechanics.

For Liang Ting, a demon who was picked up as a servant in his sect in his teens and slaughtered his entire sect before he was even thirty, the rain and mist mixed with fox qi were no match for him.

Swish!

Liang Ting lightly touched the ground with his toes, weaving through the rain and mist. His "soft bone" mechanism activated from all directions, attacking the fox without leaving any blind spots.

Chen Ruoan avoided them all.

To say that a fox is frail is a low-EQ term. A person with high EQ would usually say that it is slender and agile. A fox can easily turn its head behind its body, curl up into a ball and squeeze into narrow tree holes and rock crevices, and even make a sharp 90-degree turn while running.

The flexibility of a fox's body far surpasses that of dogs and wolves, and even exceeds that of felines of similar size.

Liang Ting saw the fox shadows leaping and bounding in the mist, jumping into the air and striking all sorts of strange poses, as if dancing, or perhaps mocking.

"A mere beast!"

boom!

Liang Ting gathered his strength in both hands, clenched his fists, and pounded the ground. Fine cracks spread out like a spider web, and gravel and water droplets splashed everywhere.

He originally intended to use the broken terrain to destroy the fox's foothold and restrict its movement, but this notorious villain of the "Quanxing" did not expect that the fox could actually fly on the wind.

shuh~

Chen Ruoan looked down from his high position and heard the four ghosts in his belly say, "Master, this person is different from the guys we've met before. He's experienced, ruthless, and vicious. He's a bloodthirsty bastard."

“Master, you have always been fond of making friends and your fights are limited to friendly exchanges with fellow practitioners. You have never fought with anyone in a life-or-death situation. Perhaps you should avoid his sharp edge for now.”

The fox's amber eyes gleamed in the rainy night, seeing ruined houses, corpses lying on the ground, and the murky bloodstains washed away by the rain...

"No, I'm afraid that if I leave, my mental state will plummet."

"Showing one's Yang spirit" is a sign of graduating from "sexual cultivation," but even if one has achieved great success in sexual cultivation, there is no way to be complacent.

A person's state of mind and inner foundation are most easily affected by worldly experiences, and they can easily fall into a bad state if they are not careful.

For example, Wu Gensheng experienced a major upheaval in the autumn of 1944, causing his mental state to collapse and him to descend from sainthood to mortal. It was also in the autumn of that year that Wu Gensheng, who possessed both Taoist skills and abilities, became Feng Yao, an ordinary mortal in the world.

What Wugensheng didn't want, Feng Yao wanted; what Wugensheng wouldn't do, Feng Yao would do. That's why the "Thirty-Six Thieves" swore brotherhood, and why the "Jiashen Rebellion" had repercussions that lasted for decades.

To satisfy his mood and to feel better, the fox had no choice but to ask the "white owl" to stay there.

A ruthless individual, whose hands are stained with the lives of over a dozen people in the outskirts of Suzhou, even tormented the daughter of Tang Clan's elite disciple in the original storyline, ultimately driving her to madness...

Should such a person be allowed to continue living a carefree life, eventually following Wugensheng to seek liberation, and dying peacefully in the Battle of Mianshan?

He doesn't deserve it.

Chen Ruoan rode the clouds and wind, confronting Liang Ting from afar, her gaze fixed on the holes in his arms and abdomen.

The Taoist priest said that evil must be eradicated completely, so the fox added four more words—

Only kill, do not save.

Chen Ruoan pondered a solution. Liang Ting had a talisman in his body, making him tough and thick-skinned. As an extremely wicked person, his accumulated evil thoughts were unrestrained, making his soul even stronger than that of ordinary superhumans.

Whether it's revealing one's true form to fight or "sending out one's spirit," neither seems to be a good way to deal with the situation.

Just as he was worrying, a ghostly figure moved beside him and drifted toward Liang Ting.

"Master, since you got into trouble because of me, let me test the waters on the other side for you!"

Jiang Gui recklessly charged towards Liang Ting, but before he could collide with the mechanism controlled by Liang Ting, a "soul-controlling technique" forcibly pulled his soul back, dragging the ghost back alive.

Chen Ruoan tapped Jiang Gui's forehead with her fox paw: "Do you even know what a Grandmaster of Talismans is? Dealing with you, you ghost, is a piece of cake. Why are you shouting and going up there? You're such a fool."

"Master, I..."

"Enough with the nonsense, I have a plan." Chen Ruoan examined the soul body, remembering that there was still a treasure certificate he hadn't used.

When the five ghosts were forcibly detained and an agreement was reached, the precious tablet was a pale white light with a shallow connection. Now, almost two years have passed since they got together, and their connection has deepened into a vibrant purple. The precious tablet has been hanging on the branch and has not yet been picked, and the fox had almost forgotten about it.

"The scope of rewards should be defined based on the foundation of 'life' and existing resources."

Swish!

Three flexible bone mechanisms pierced through the rain curtain; the fox dodged, wiping away a few tufts of fur from its tail.

"Your mental activities and transformations can be stopped by time. Don't you have any sense of martial ethics?"

Chen Ruoan stopped running away, made a wish, and then revealed her true form, colliding violently with Liang Ting.

"Fox spirit, I can tell you lack experience in fighting people. You've grown stronger since you grew bigger, but you've lost all your agility and nimbleness."

Liang Ting grabbed the fox's paws and activated the mechanism on his back, striking the fox with both hands to strangle it.

The fox twisted its body, and for a moment a cloud of green mist rose from the water vapor, along with an indescribable strange smell.

"You're talking nonsense!" Liang Ting retorted angrily.

Chen Ruoan could not tolerate such words that damaged the image of a fox: "Tasteless! I am a fox, not a skunk!"

"Master, even foxes can do that..."

"You have no class either."

···

There was something strange about the green mist, so Liang Ting abandoned the idea of ​​fighting the fox and kept a safe distance.

Upon closer inspection, green energy emanated from the fox's paws and between its teeth, creating an eerie and ominous atmosphere, filled with a ghostly aura.

Ancient books and records state: "The claws of wild foxes contain a green poison; if they scratch people, the sores will fester and not heal. Their teeth contain putrid saliva, which will cause carbuncles if it touches the skin."

"Trying to play dirty tricks on me?" Liang Ting gathered his Qi and jerked away the green poison clinging to him. "I have talismans to ward off plague and eliminate poison, your little tricks..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was jolted awake, his bones went weak, and he knelt down on the ground.

"Poisoning? What happened? There's nothing wrong with your mouth and nose, and no wounds on your body. When did the toxin seep into your body?"