Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person.

Qin Fu's words reminded Li Muxuan of the faces of those righteous sects at Yinghe Tower, and he was filled with anger.

"Then let me show you the way we bad bastards do things!"

Li Muxuan raised his hand and created an invisible space with a radius of more than three meters, which perfectly enveloped Qin Fu.

The technique he used was called "Reversing the Eight Directions," which could construct a special "field" around him. This field ignored the spread of the medium, and the caster could control the direction and magnitude of all forces within the field.

"Squeak!"

Danger was approaching, and the little monkey's wild instincts repeatedly warned it, but Qin Fu couldn't see the movement of "force" at all. There was a lot of noise around the bridge, and no animals for him to manipulate or drive.

Swish!

Qin Fu crossed his arms to protect himself, then felt a sudden tightening of his collar, as if a gust of wind was pulling him out of the crowd and causing him to flee to the west.

"Ok?"

"A cold wind brushes my face, and a fragrance wafts through the air. Could you be a ghost from the Taishan region?"

Chen Ruoan laughed and said, "Brother Qin, judging people by their scent is a bit disgusting. How did you end up making enemies with the other side?"

“I didn’t provoke him. We had a little friction at the teahouse yesterday, and then today we were arguing over who got more attention. I’ve been avoiding him at all times.”

Qin Fu shrugged and spread his hands, complaining, "I can see that. This brat is a troublemaker. In my hometown dialect, he's the kind of guy who'll 'beat a dog if it won't bite.'"

Chen Ruoan turned around and saw a figure rapidly approaching.

He wore a white single-layered jacket, his hair was disheveled, and his face was full of arrogance. A tangled black thread hung on the precious document engraved with the three characters "Li Muxuan".

"We still ran into each other."

As they got closer, the fox became increasingly aware of the wondrous nature of Li Muxuan's destiny.

This person possesses a peculiar quality: they always seem to choose the wrong path at crucial moments, turning promising relationships into disastrous ones.

If one can impart knowledge, teach principles, and resolve doubts, then one of these three can be considered a teacher. For an ordinary person to encounter even one of these three is a great fortune.

Li Muxuan was exceptionally intelligent and had great opportunities. Heaven had prepared three mentors for him, but what was the result? The teachers did not follow his teachings, and he was left to clean up the messes with time, energy, and even his life.

A perfect start, yet the strategy is even more outrageous than four twos with two kings.

"I really don't want to deal with this person."

Chen Ruoan rode the wind and quickened his pace, feeling an ominous feeling rising behind him, which made his fox fur stand on end.

He opened his mouth and exhaled, spitting out green poison, and green mist filled the air.

The "reversed eight directions" field is formless and shapeless, but the driving force inside can leave a trace. Chen Ruoan looked at the gaps that opened up in the poisonous fog and easily avoided the "force".

Li Muxuan covered his mouth and nose, looking up at the figure in the air: "Even monkey trainers use poison? What a despicable tactic!"

Looking at his arm again, one could clearly see signs of corrosion and ulceration on the exposed skin of his single-layered shirt.

"Tsk, you're dead meat!"

Swish!

Chen Ruoan walked through the streets and landed in a dense forest on the western outskirts of the city, casually leaving Qin Fu and the little monkey behind.

Only after the oil-paper umbrella was put away and the human form was revealed did it attract Qin Fu's attention.

"Brother Ghost, you were actually a beautiful ghost!"

He sighed at Chen Ruoan's beautiful face, then noticed the fox ears on her head and the fluffy tail hanging down behind her.

All the memories seemed to come together.

Why can't we find the Taishan Black Fox? Why did Brother Ghost give him the fox pendant and then kick him down the mountain...?

They're all connected.

"Um, do you think there's still a chance for us to cooperate?" Qin Fu kept rubbing his hands together, displaying an extremely ingratiating attitude.

"Strike a pose like a deer turning its head."

"Ugh, that won't do!" Qin Fu covered his buttocks and carefully took a few steps back.

After rambling on for a while, Li Muxuan pressed on and soon arrived at the western outskirts of the city.

He narrowed his eyes, staring at the umbrella in Chen Ruoan's hand, and then at the fox tail that swayed occasionally.

"Its head is as big as a lid, and it has three legs, all of which are aligned."

"You killed White Owl Liang Ting."

"Hmm?" Chen Ruoan looked at her suspiciously and asked, "Was it you who was secretly following us from a distance the night before last?"

"If it were me, I would have asked you for your advice right then and there." Li Muxuan raised his head high, grinned maliciously, and waved at Qin Fu.

"You monkey trainer, this is none of your business. You can get lost."

Qin Fu puffed out his chest: "No way! Do you know where the righteousness of us Shandong people comes from? Do you think I'd run away now?"

"I'll deal with you later."

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Chen Ruoan scrutinized Li Muxuan and suddenly remembered that this kind of sullen demon pill seemed quite easy to deal with.

The more you go against him, the more agitated he becomes; if you go along with him, he'll lose interest in no time.

“I’m willing to learn from you, come on.” Chen Ruoan raised her hand and lightly flicked her index finger.

Li Muxuan spread out his Qi, setting up a "field" of power, and then directed two invisible tubular trajectories to attack Chen Ruoan.

But the next second, something unexpected happened. Before the "force" arrived, the black-clad boy holding the umbrella took a few steps back and transformed into a black fox with shiny fur.

"Oh dear, those Quanxing people are so powerful. They've all been brought back to their original forms. I'm no match for them."

"···"

Li Muxuan's face darkened, his hands clenched tightly, and gradually, veins popped out on his forehead: "Are you fucking kidding me?"

"This brat is easily teased."

Swish!

Three "forces" lashed out at lightning speed. The fox tried to get up and escape, but before he could take more than a few steps, one of them grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and lifted him onto his shoulder.

He was a Taoist priest with a bruised and swollen face, somewhat arrogant, but compared to Li Muxuan's outward arrogance, the Taoist priest's arrogance was more restrained.

The fox asked, "Isn't the Jiama a device supposed to allow you to travel a thousand miles a day? How come you arrived so quickly?"

Zhang Zhiwei replied, "Jia Ma is essentially a kind of talisman. Its specific effectiveness depends on the skill of the person who draws the talisman and the user."

"Speaking of which, what do you mean by 'back to square one'? You gave away this kind of trash for nothing?" Zhang Zhiwei pointed at Li Muxuan.

"Ah..." The fox didn't want to lie, but the atmosphere had already set the stage, so he had no choice but to go along with it.

"Yeah, if you're so good, you go and slap him."

Chapter 44 I crippled him.

Zhang Zhiwei rubbed the bruises on his face and sighed slightly.

Sigh, if I had known I would encounter something like this, I should have bought a mask or a straw hat beforehand. My face is swollen like a pig's head; I don't look like a master at all.

Zhang Zhiwei rolled up his sleeves, while Li Muxuan tore off his single-layered jacket, revealing his muscular upper body.

"You deadbeat, what did you mean by calling this kind of trash?"

"It's hard to understand, I'm talking about you. Do you care a lot about what others think? That's strange. If you care about your reputation, why did you go down the wrong path? Isn't that just being pretentious, or even being a masochist?"

Zhang Zhiwei's tone was frank, and he was not deliberately provoking anyone.

But it was precisely this sincerity that made Li Muxuan's aura of hostility even stronger.

"Very well! A fox, a Taoist priest, and a stinky monkey trainer—today I, Li Muxuan, will take them all down!"

Qin Fu was taken aback: "Li Muxuan?"

Chen Ruoan turned around and asked, "Do you know him?"

"I have heard of his reputation as a troublemaker."

If Qin Fu had known he was facing Li Muxuan, he would never have dared to say much in the teahouse, since chivalry should be done within one's power.

Qin Fu spoke of the notorious "Quanxing" evil children.

After the death of "Ghost Hand" Wang Yaozu, Li Muxuan gathered a group of Quanxing to cause trouble outside, among which there are probably three most famous incidents.

First, Li Muxuan and his gang stole and returned Wan Shao Ye's goods three times. Although they did not damage the property, they damaged the Wan family's reputation and caused the Wan family's business to decline ever since.

Secondly, Hua Guang's senior brother Liu was beaten and humiliated on his wedding day, and the dishes on the wedding banquet table were replaced with snakes and scorpions.

The third thing made the troublesome child infamous.

That was at Yinghe Tower, where a group of scions of prestigious families were exchanging martial arts skills. Li Muxuan intervened and single-handedly dislocated the arm joints of everyone present.

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Li Muxuan neither harms people nor steals their money; his only hobby is finding ways to amuse upright young men, which is why he earned the nickname "evil child."

"Hey!" After hearing Qin Fu's account, Li Muxuan laughed arrogantly. He seemed to enjoy the surprised tone and fearful look in other people's eyes when they mentioned him.

Zhang Zhiwei thought for a long time but couldn't recall such a person in the martial arts world. He then pretended to suddenly realize something and clapped his hands, saying, "Oh, I've heard of him, I've heard of him."

"Tsk!" Li Muxuan gritted his teeth and glared at Zhang Zhiwei.

A fox with terrible acting skills is one thing, but pairing it with a pretentious Taoist priest makes the whole thing infuriating.

Enraged, Li Muxuan disregarded all means, lunged forward, and slapped Zhang Zhiwei in the face.

"Hey, I can guarantee you'll get more than just a black eye and a swollen face."

Zhang Zhiwei dodged to the side, lowered his body, and took advantage of the moment when Li Muxuan withdrew his strength to place one hand on Li Muxuan's chin.

Snapped!

With a heavy force applied to his palm, Li Muxuan felt dizzy and lightheaded, instantly losing his balance. He spun like a windmill and crashed into a poplar tree. When he regained his senses, he set up an "arena" and used his strength to pull himself back, barely managing to stabilize himself.

“You brat, if you think anyone can leave bruises and swellings on my face, you are sorely mistaken.”

Li Muxuan steadied himself and looked up. Zhang Zhiwei was already covered in golden light, poised to strike.

"Golden Light Mantra?"