Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person.

Chen Ruoan lowered his altitude, and as soon as he entered the mountain, he opened his mouth and exhaled a demonic wind.

Strangely, the fog seemed unaffected by the wind, its trajectory remaining unchanged.

Swish!

In an instant, three crescent-shaped sword energies slashed out from the depths of the dense forest.

With a thought, Chen Ruoan guided the growth of the plants in the mountain with her Qi. Several thick tree trunks crossed and intercepted the sword energy, annihilating it along with the sword energy.

With another attempt, the roots in the soil surged and tried to entangle the figure in the forest, but the creature instantly vanished, approaching Chen Ruoan with unpredictable traces like flowing clouds.

The fox and the human were both stunned the moment they met.

"Brother Fox?"

"Is it Lin Zifeng...?"

The fox was a little uncertain. The person in front of him had almost no youthful vigor. Beneath his white hair were a pair of incredibly resolute eyes, and his face showed the maturity of someone who had experienced many hardships.

If it really is Lin Zifeng, it's hard to imagine what he went through.

Clang!

Lin Zifeng sheathed his sword and stood not far away.

"Brother Fox, what brings you to Nine Dragons Mountain?"

"Is it really you? I'd like to ask you, what happened to you?"

Chen Ruoan then realized that the phrase "aged overnight" was probably not an exaggeration at all.

Lin Zifeng smiled, a hint of sadness lingering in his eyes, and replied, "Brother Fox told me to go northeast, so I went to Xingguo and met many like-minded friends. After March of this year, the situation changed, and I lost many more friends."

Chen Ruoan then asked, "So how has your year been?"

"He protects people, and he kills them. Once he found a reason to wield his sword, he stopped painting."

Chen Ruoan scrutinized Lin Zifeng, and this time the boy's smile was completely genuine.

His demeanor exuded unwavering determination and fearless courage. Even the fox was intrigued; what kind of swordsmanship lay hidden beneath such an air of integrity?

Chen Ruoan looked around and continued to press, "What are you doing here?"

"kill."

"Who to kill?"

“Damn it.” Lin Zifeng’s answer was as simple and straightforward as ever.

The fox twisted its body and darted through the forest. Visibility was already very low in the vicinity, and with the towering peaks and ancient trees of Jiulong Mountain, as well as its sheer cliffs and deep ravines, the difficulty of traversing this area was unimaginable.

Chen Ruoan checked around and then circled back to Lin Zifeng's side.

"Just asking, the use of alchemical arrays to create a fog is probably to obstruct vision and affect the journey. Since it's a Western invention, with foreign support, there's only one thing I can think of."

"Mm." Lin Zifeng nodded.

A group of troops were passing through the mountains. Due to the arrogance and carelessness of the enemy forces, by the time they realized the destination of the troops, it was too late to catch up. Therefore, they sent several alchemists to set up a trap to slow down the troops' march.

Of course, information about this group of people was top secret, and Lin Zifeng could not reveal even the slightest detail.

Even if it's a fox in front of you, that won't do.

Chapter 72 The Legend of the Fox

Lin Zifeng didn't need to say anything more; Chen Ruoan understood immediately.

With powerful enemies surrounding them, constant struggles, and internal and external troubles, what good can a group of foreigners with alchemy systems possibly plan?

Damn it, we've gone head-to-head with imperialism.

“I’ll help you.” Chen Ruoan pointed to the east. “Although the alchemy and Qi refining systems are different, the formation of arrays must follow certain principles. If you destroy a few key array points, the array will be useless.”

Swish!

Without hesitation, Lin Zifeng used a "Leaping Pearl" sword technique to quickly disappear into the forest.

The true face of Longshan Mountain cannot be seen, simply because one is in the mountain itself.

The fox soared into the sky, its golden eyes scanning the alchemical array covered with secret inscriptions, and pinpointed the key array eye representing the earth element before flying away at high speed.

Alchemical elements represent certain attributes. Chen Ruoan thought that the reason why the fog remained thick and did not dissipate was due to the earth, which represents "stability".

Swish!

A fox shadow flew straight down, and the magic array veins attached to the ground unfolded before their eyes.

Hidden deep in the mountains and forests was a white foreigner dressed as a pastor, holding a Bible in one hand and a cross in the other.

"Ok?"

boom!

The holy light of the cross and the pure yin energy of the fox collided violently, startling the priest, who took several steps back.

The foreigner said something in English, but Chen Ruoan couldn't understand a word.

Even if one's "common language" improves and one can quickly learn some more difficult dialects, it is still no match for this Western gibberish.

Magic arises from desire; perhaps the fox never intended to learn English in the first place.

"Aren't priests supposed to be support classes? Why were you the only one sent to guard the array's core?"

The foreigner, equally unable to understand, replied, "Where did this evil spirit come from? My Lord, please forgive my sins that follow."

"Um--"

Chen Ruoan said in a low voice.

Due to the language barrier, they skipped the pre-fight trash talk.

A gust of evil wind blew out, howling and sweeping towards the priest.

Holy light rose again, a brilliant barrier blocking the gale, and dust stirred up by the demonic wind mixed in with the hazy mist.

The priest pulled a staff from his sleeve, tapped it lightly, and scorching, surging flames appeared out of thin air, ready to be unleashed.

alchemy.

On the surface, alchemy is about turning ordinary metals into gold through chemical reactions, transforming something worthless into something valuable. On a higher level, it is about turning inanimate things into living things.

Alchemy has always pursued immortality and omniscience and omnipotence, which is no different from Eastern alchemy. However, in terms of the use of abilities, alchemists are more like those who, after obtaining the right to use "Qi", use another medium to transform "Qi" and supernatural abilities.

For alchemists, staves or guns are auxiliary tools, aids that help them maximize their abilities.

boom!

Fireballs erupted and splashed throughout the forest, but Chen Ruoan nimbly leaped aside and carefully dodged them.

Seeing that the evil spirit dared not approach, the pastor breathed a sigh of relief and then shook the cross in his hand.

Chen Ruoan saw that a sandalwood prayer bead was tied to the bottom of the cross.

A ritual implement combining Chinese and Western elements!

The fox was at a loss for words.

The pastor patted his chest, relieved, and said, "Fortunately, I did my homework before coming. The magical artifact I painstakingly crafted can evade the evil power of both systems simultaneously."

With a tap of the staff, the flames erupted once more.

In the dense forest, green vines intertwined into a net, protecting Chen Ruoan. After the flames subsided, a huge fox claw slapped against the holy light protecting him.

The fox gathered its strength and delivered another slap.

"It's useless. Even disregarding your prayer beads, my cross is an alchemist's masterpiece. In the West, such a creation is known as a divine artifact."

This time, Chen Ruoan actually understood the pastor's words.

A slap landed, and a tingling, numbing sensation came from my right arm.

Since it's a magical artifact, to put it bluntly, it's just a consumable item that someone meticulously crafted. No matter how much you exaggerate it, there's always a limit.

"Don't bother."

The priest tapped his staff, and before he could even unleash the burst of flames, the bowl-shaped holy light shield around him trembled violently.

The cross faded from the fine lines, and the sandalwood prayer beads crumbled along with it.

"Wait a minute, my baby!"

"My Lord!"

boom! boom! boom!

The fox's paws rose and fell, one after another.

Before long, the priest embedded himself in the cracked ground, beneath which lay the fissures of the mountain. What he could see when he looked up was a furry paw pad, but that pad was incredibly hard, capable of shattering a person's internal organs and driving them to madness.

puff!

The golden light shattered, revealing a corpse lying on the ground, no longer recognizable as human.

Chen Ruoan remained in her enhanced form, raised her paw and slapped down, crushing the edge of the magic array.

As it flew towards the sky, a sharp sword light pierced the air and soared into the east.

A cold glint pierced through the remaining mist, swirling and elusive in the swirling smoke, like a fleeting shadow.

Lin Zifeng's sword energy slashed down, the alchemical runes shattered instantly, the ring patterns collapsed, and the eastern array eye was destroyed in an instant.

With two key sections shattered, the magic array suddenly collapsed.

Chen Ruoan blew another gust of wind, and the thick fog that lingered in the mountains and fields was swept away by the wind, drifting away layer by layer and slowly fading away, and all the fog obscured the view.

The view through the forest of Jiulong Mountain suddenly became clear.

The pines, blue stones, streams, and ferns all revealed their clear outlines, and the sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves, making the mountains and fields clear and bright, without any trace of haze or gloom.

Before long, a group of people walked along the forest path through the mountains and fields, their steps steady, their figures hidden among the pine trees and grass.

The fox silently crept closer and peered out, its eyes meeting those of a soldier in the ranks.

Chen Ruoan's ears perked up instantly, its tail lightly brushing the grass, and then it nimbly leaped into a not-too-rugged mountain path, acting as a guide for others.

"What's wrong?" someone asked.