Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person.

Takeda flipped through the cultural brochure, nodding with considerable appreciation.

It must be said that associating family businesses with local legends is a very good marketing tactic, and using war to profit and establish authority is an even more shrewd choice.

"Eat up, you bunch of beasts." He tossed the specially made golden energy ball on the ground, and immediately a group of foxes rushed forward to devour it.

"These mountains are home to many strange and wonderful beasts. It is a pleasant surprise that our clan's heritage can shine so brightly in this place."

Urashima, who was holding a bamboo pole and resting with his eyes closed, replied, "If the Shinto priestesses saw this treatment of living beings, they would surely give us a lecture."

“Urashima, you, me, and the shrine maidens should share a common understanding—only those of the Great Japanese Empire can be called human, while here there are only Chinese pigs. Similarly, there are no spirits here, only lowly beasts, and it is their honor to serve me,” Takeda laughed.

Urashima opened his eyes and remembered a recent piece of news from his circle of friends in China.

"The Hiaiyama ninja, who have been silent for a century, have made a new move."

"They're not entirely foolish; now is the golden opportunity to seize the land for development."

As Takeda replied, a military messenger rushed over.

"Mr. Takeda, Mr. Matsui of the 29th Regiment of the 2nd Division has been assassinated, which caused a mistake in the command of the operation. Now the higher-ups need you to produce more results."

Takeda frowned and asked, "Was it done by the Gao family?"

"It is estimated that the survivors saw the shadow of a fox."

"Understood." Takeda clapped his hands, and the fox spirits who had finished their dumplings all raised their heads, ready to go into battle.

"Do you need the Tengu Clan's help?" Urashima asked.

"If it's the Gao family, no need. But Urashima-kun, would you like to come along and join the fun?"

“I don’t want to.” Urashima picked up his fishing rod and walked to the tent door. “I’m not interested in wild animals. Fishing is my hobby. You do your thing. I’ve recently discovered a great fishing spot. The fish are fierce and big. It’s really good.”

Have fun!

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The summit of Changbai Mountain is covered with snow that never melts, ancient pines on the cliffs are adorned with icicles, clouds and mist drape the mountainside like gauze, and mountain winds carry snowflakes as they gently pass by.

On the flat ground below the cliff, a group of foxes were frolicking together. The red foxes with fur like burning fire, the white foxes with bodies like solidified snow, and the silver-black foxes with frost and ink patterns surrounded Chen Ruoan, constantly rubbing against his neck and scratching his front paws.

"mom!"

"mom!"

···

An Fox helplessly flicked its tail, its ear tips drooping slightly.

The little phoenix eggs are being a bit unreasonable. Logically speaking, these little cubs should be calling him "Dad," so why are they all clinging to him and calling him "Mom"?

Moreover, Chen Ruoan had previously recognized three great-grandmothers as her elder sisters. According to this generational order, she should have been the ancestor of this group of little foxes. Now, the seniority is completely messed up.

"Stop arguing, everyone be quiet."

Being a mom is really not easy.

In her past life, Chen Ruoan and her sister would look for their mother as soon as they returned home for vacation, and the first thing they would ask their father was, "Where is my mother?" When Chen's father returned home most of the time, the first thing he would do was look for Chen's mother.

Chen Ruoan now truly understands what her mother used to say about being called so often.

"Don't forget what I told you before, be smart."

"Also, don't get carried away by the sweet, pungent smell of flesh and blood. Eating too much of it won't do you any good for your future training. Just bite off the Japanese devil's neck and that's it. Don't go through any of the subsequent actions like tearing open his anus..."

"If you encounter a large, well-equipped force with too many men, avoid them for now. If you encounter a former comrade who defected, call me immediately."

"Remember to eat eggs to replenish your nutrition when you get tired from running."

After painstakingly giving his instructions, Chen Ruoan gave a command, and the young foxes ran off in all directions.

Chen Ruoan flew away on the wind.

The Changbai Mountains below resembled a long dragon, its undulating, continuous body stretching for thousands of kilometers, making it impossible to take in all the unusual movements.

After wandering around the main peak for half a month, An Fox encountered mostly ordinary ninjas, as well as the Tengu Clan, a covert assassination squad specifically commanded by the Japanese army. He had not seen any of the Onmyoji, Shinto priestesses, geishas, ​​Tendai sect monks, or ronin swordsmen mentioned in the intelligence.

"What about the Transformation Sect, the Burial Hall, and the Guandong Hard Hands? No disciples of these sects have appeared in later generations. Could it be that they were all wiped out?"

As Chen Ruoan traversed the sky, a mournful and desperate fox cry suddenly came from the southeast, its cries filled with urgency.

He spun around, changed direction, and swooped down. He saw a round, chubby little fox with its fur all sticking up and being chased and bitten by seven or eight fox spirits on the snow slope.

"Catch it and feed it dumplings!"

"Don't run away! Aren't we from the same den?" the chasing fox shouted from behind.

The little fat fox scrambled and crawled away in a miserable state, its short legs almost leaving afterimages.

It caught sight of the dark fox shadow standing in mid-air, and as if grasping at a straw, it cried out in a childish voice, "Mom, save me!"

Chen Ruoan wanted to correct her, but then thought better of it.

Calling someone "Mom" or "Dad" is the same; you've already called them that, so what else can you say?

That only means—

"Don't hurt my son!"

A surge of pure Yin energy, reaching from the heavens to the earth, crashed down with a deafening roar, like a black celestial river hanging upside down, transforming into a magnificent black waterfall cascading down.

Amidst the churning black mist, a young man in black stepped out gracefully, a black fox tail casually swaying behind him.

The group of foxes that were chasing them looked up, but they couldn't see the boy's human form in their eyes. Instead, they saw a huge phantom of a black fox. Due to the pressure, the phantom grew larger and larger, almost to the point of blotting out the sky.

The instinctive fear of those in power gripped the foxes' souls, leaving their limbs stiff and almost unable to move.

In an instant, the foxes were terrified and fled south with their tails between their legs.

Chen Ruoan lightly touched the ground with her toes and quickly gave chase.

Swish!

Several foxes ran frantically until they bumped into a strange Japanese man wearing a bowl-shaped hat and wielding a samurai sword.

"You're back so soon, looks like you had a good haul."

"Hey! You bunch of beasts, what good stuff did you bring me back?"

Takeda shouted, but not a single fox paid him any attention. The fox spirits that had eaten the Kibi dumplings seemed to think that their master was incapable of protecting them.

"Come back here!"

Only when Takeda activated his power did the foxes stop in their tracks.

"The law of the jungle, the instinctive fear of living beings, it's like I've encountered something older and more experienced. I'm really lucky."

Any wild beast would have no choice but to submit to the power passed down through generations of the Takeda lineage in Okayama.

Takeda condensed a special golden light within his body and began to knead the dumplings in his hands. Golden round dumplings swirled slowly around his body.

When Chen Ruoan got closer, the Japanese supernatural being took a closer look and realized that he had encountered a transformed great spirit.

The effect of Kibi Dango on a fully-developed spirit is extremely slow, but once it seeps into the spirit's body, it can still confuse the spirit.

"So you've finally shown yourself?" Chen Ruoan laughed. "It wasn't for nothing that I assassinated key figures from several teams. It seems you Japanese-style superhumans have reached some kind of agreement with the military."

When supernatural beings participate in wars, they mostly serve as guards and assassins, or are responsible for transmitting top-secret information. For Japanese supernatural beings to profit from the war, they must be affiliated with the state; in short, they are essentially working for the military.

Chen Ruoan was all too familiar with the pain of being treated like cattle or horses.

"You speak Japanese? That's great."

"Hmph, they're putting pressure on me by hunting down high-ranking military officials in the area I'm in charge of." Takeda stared at Chen Ruoan's fox ears and smiled contemptuously.

"You cunning fox, just wait to bow down and lick my shoes!"

call out!

With a flick of his hand, Takeda sent the balls scattering into streaks of light, trailing long tails, as they hurtled toward Chen Ruoan from all directions.

Anhu opened her mouth, gently holding the demon core between her lips and teeth. With a slight activation of her Qi, a chilling blue flame rose from the bead and coiled around her body.

Whoosh!

Using the protective magic of the demon core, combined with the burning effect of foxfire on evil poison and filth, those meticulously crafted golden dumplings were crushed into powder and scattered in the air.

"this···"

"He's unlike any of the beasts I've ever encountered before."

Takeda was startled. He drew his long sword and mobilized the energy within his body, causing a golden chicken, dog, and monkey to appear together.

"Let these lowly beasts witness the splendor of the creatures of my empire."

Swish!

The three animals darted away and pounced on Chen Ruoan, their sharp claws and teeth locking onto the fox's vital points.

But in the next instant, the attack missed its mark.

Chen Ruoan's figure blurred and shifted, appearing behind Takeda without warning.

"As expected, those who manipulate supernatural beings rarely learn to hone their own foundation. You are still too weak. However, with the few inherited tricks of your family, you have been able to lord it over Changbai Mountain for so long, which is enough."

Chen Ruoan gently pinched her fingertips, and the sticky flesh fell to the ground with a dull "thud" as it hit the snow.

"The slightest hint of blood cannot whet the appetite of wild beasts; it is truly lowly and despicable blood."

Takeda was panting heavily, a sharp pain shooting through the right side of his neck. He looked down with difficulty and saw that a large chunk of flesh had been gouged out of the wound, exposing the white bone.

The chickens, dogs, and monkeys turned to protect their master, but several green vines sprouted from the cracks in the rocks and bound them tightly.

"Wait a minute, we're here to build a paradise of benevolent rule. You speak Japanese and have a bright future ahead of you. Why not submit to us, so that the five races can live in harmony and be of one mind and one heart!"

"Huh?" Chen Ruoan grabbed Takeda's head: "Are you kidding me at this moment?"

Just as Chen Ruoan was about to make his move, a loud laugh suddenly came from the horizon.

"Finally, he's shown up! Let's fight three hundred rounds with him!"

Swish!

A wisp of Yin energy crashed down, and a heavy fist descended from the sky, striking Takeda's head, sending his head flying.

"So brittle, was its neck gnawed on?" Liu Kunsheng asked doubtfully.

Chen Ruoan glanced at the fallen corpse, then looked at the burly man in black.