Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person.

Circling above the green sea, a roar soon reached the fox's ears.

Golden eyes lit up, and following the sound, he found a member of the Gao family fighting with three ninjas. These ninjas were different from the Tengu clan directly commanded by the Japanese army; they were all dressed in black, with black cloth headscarves, in the traditional attire of old-time ninjas.

"After searching for so long, I finally caught him!"

"You little devils, you're lucky today. I'll show you the power of this guy!"

"This humble Gao family member, Gao Dafu, respectfully requests Chen Ruoan, Master An, to possess me!"

As he spoke, he made a hand seal with two fingers and shook his head wildly like a rattle drum, so fast that it almost left a blur.

Chen Ruoan, the fox, is right here. There's no need for him to descend through a contract or share his power. He can just quietly watch his brother's performance.

What is he doing?

"I don't know." The three black-clad ninjas communicated in a language that Gao Dafu couldn't understand.

"Hmm?" The Gao family member shook his head, looking puzzled. "Where's Master An? Is he taking his lunch break at this hour?"

"Don't worry, I'll try asking someone else."

Snapped!

Gao Dafu stepped on one foot, re-established his stance, and was about to speak when the three ninjas directly opposite him drew their swords and slashed forward.

Swish!

A flash of light appeared, and a gentle, ethereal blue flame erupted and surged, making the dark forest seem eerie and deep. Before the three black-clad ninjas could even scream, their flesh and bones were corroded into pools of blood.

Gao Dafu looked back at the tree branches and was so surprised that he almost jumped up on the spot.

The immortals have arrived!

What could be more emboldening than the arrival of a celestial being!

"Uncle An, you arrived so quickly?"

Chen Ruoan didn't have time for pleasantries and went straight to asking about the current situation.

According to Gao Dafu, the ninjas are elusive and rarely show their faces. Various factions of supernatural beings from across the country have infiltrated the forest for many days, but have only had a few scattered clashes with the ninjas. Both sides suffered casualties, but none of them have even managed to get close to the ninja leader.

"Higanbun had been betrayed in his early years. Trying to win them over and deceive them in the name of the Japanese Empire and the Emperor was futile. These ninjas only had the ninja leader in their eyes and obeyed his orders without question."

"The primary task of the combined forces of several schools is to behead the ninja leader, but given the current situation, it is too difficult."

"But with Master An around, none of that matters!" Gao Dafu said with a smile.

"Hey kid, don't try to flatter me when you're reporting on the battle situation. Do you think you can win over the fox with compliments?" Chen Ruoan sat upright on the tree trunk, his big tail swishing back and forth.

"Hehe, no, no."

Chen Ruoan was speechless. Then, a sharp, pungent smell of blood pierced through the damp, rotting smell of grass and trees in the midsummer forest and rushed straight into her nostrils.

Without uttering a word, he strode swiftly through the treetops, following the scent of blood directly. Gao Dafu dared not delay and quickly followed behind.

Before long, the man and the fox stepped into the slightly open woodland.

The place was a mess; tree trunks as thick as bowls were broken in half, the ground was pitted and sunken, and black mud mixed with broken branches and leaves was everywhere, showing signs of a fierce fight.

The scattered stones had smooth, even cuts, and the blade marks were sharp and clean. It was immediately clear that the person wielding the knife was a master swordsman with extremely ruthless skills.

A headless corpse lay sprawled among the vine-covered bushes.

The corpse was covered with knife wounds of varying depths, and the bluish-gray cloth jacket was completely soaked in blood, which was dark red and thick, clearly indicating that the victim had been severely injured before being beheaded with a single blow.

Gao Dafu quickly stepped forward and squatted down to examine the body. The body was still warm, and the blood on the neck was still hot and had not yet congealed.

He immediately said in a deep voice, "He just died recently."

Chen Ruoan stared at the corpse, silent, only exhaling a breath of pure Yin Qi.

Having witnessed the deaths of many comrades on the battlefield, the fox has developed a habit of doing one thing—using the limits of "sexual power" to preserve the spirits of his compatriots on the battlefield as much as possible, so that in the future, these heroes and martyrs can witness the day when the country is at peace.

"You've just died, your soul hasn't completely dissipated yet. If you harbor resentment towards the end, if you have unfinished business in life, then come into my grasp. The fox is giving you one more chance, one more chance to witness the demise of the enemy."

The yin energy permeated and gathered, making the temperature in the forest increasingly cold.

Chen Ruoan used the "Soul Control Technique" to carefully gather the dissipating soul, nurtured it with Yin Qi, and slowly pieced it together until the phantom of a man appeared in front of him.

The ghost had almost lost its appearance from when it was alive; only the warmth that once graced its face could be barely discerned.

"Incomplete".

"A large part of their soul has been taken away."

Chen Ruoan wanted to take the Yin ghost into her womb and nurture it in the warmth of heaven and earth, but the ghost, supporting its weak spiritual body, reluctantly pointed to the west.

"quick···"

"It's right over there, and... there's still a chance..."

Swish!

Chen Ruoan made a quick decision and followed the direction indicated by the ghost.

The frame shifted, the shadow moved, and the fox's golden eyes shone brightly. It moved freely through the forest without any obstacles and quickly caught sight of a figure.

The man was carrying a long knife and dressed in a black uniform with a "jue jin" (a type of traditional Chinese collared shirt), looking like a student.

Eita Nikaido, the "demon" from Higanbana.

Unlike the other ninja who followed the leader, Eita Nikaido came to the mainland with Hieiyama solely to satisfy his bloodlust and to cut down more heads with his demon sword.

The sword in Nikaido's hand is called "Hiruma," which houses the resentful soul of a swordsmanship prodigy. Because of this, the wielder is controlled by the sword, their mind becoming extremely twisted, cruel, bloodthirsty, and ruthless...

Of course, the fox doesn't care about any demonic blade erosion you might have.

The knife makes killing instinctive, but stepping into the land where foxes live is the choice of the knife-wielder.

Swish!

Chen Ruoan concentrated his life force into the fox claw, and a faint blue sword aura slashed towards the demon's back.

Eita Nikaido noticed the unusual situation behind him, swung his sword to block the sword energy, and then stared at the "person" who was attacking from the shadows, slightly raising his eyebrows.

"fox."

"Ahhh, they've caught up, right, Genten-kun?" Nikaido Eita couldn't think of anything else that would come at a time like this, with a fox launching an attack.

"I don't know why the military and the ninja leader changed their route to infiltrate, but it seems to be related to you. Back home, people are either furious or terrified of you, you fox."

Eita revealed a bewitching smile: "I heard that the head I just severed belonged to a prestigious family on your continent. Hirumaru said it was remarkable, and that he hadn't felt this satisfied in a long time. Now it seems there's another surprise in store for us today."

"A prestigious family?"

The fox, observing the movements in its belly, asked in a low voice, "Which prestigious family do you belong to?"

Could it be the Lü family?

"I am Lü Ren from the Lü family."

"Um--"

Young Master Lü, should we say you're unlucky or lucky?

The military, having anticipated this, dispatched the Bihe Ren in advance, thus avoiding the Battle of Mianshan. However, Lü Ren was still ambushed and killed. His only saving grace was encountering the fox, which preserved a remnant of his soul within his belly.

As Lü Ci's closest and most respected older brother, Lü Ren's remnant soul was taken by a fox. I really don't know what the younger brother would think.

"Brother Fox, be careful. This person's strength is definitely not low. That demonic sword seems to have the special ability to absorb the methods of other people."

"clear."

In the original storyline, this demon was not only the murderer of Lü Ren, but also capable of killing Tang Tongbi of the Tang Clan with a single strike. Du Fosong was almost killed by a single strike in the fight as well.

Their strength goes without saying.

Chen Ruoan scrutinized the Japanese soldier in his school uniform and, seeing that he showed no intention of running away, breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's not that the fox is arrogant; it's just that some sword cultivators and knife-wielders are no longer qualified to stand before the fox.

"Young Master of the Lü family, are you coming out? Your mind is too clouded; there are some things you can't see clearly."

"Are you confident?"

"A little."

Upon hearing Chen Ruoan's words, Lü Ren smiled and replied, "Very well. I will leave a wisp of my remnant soul here to witness the demise of this demon."

A wisp of Yin energy slowly gathered beside the fox, while the remaining four ghosts carefully protected the somewhat weakened spirit.

"Didn't finish eating?" Eita Nikaido stared at Lu Ren's spirit body, puzzled.

Chen Ruoan pointed at the "Hirumaru" and said, "Don't covet it anymore. You'll have to spit out everything you eat later."

"What a pity. Hirumaru said he would prefer to duel with a swordsman in the traditional sense, but slaying wild beasts seems like a good idea too. I wonder if it will make my blood boil with the same primal urge."

"Sigh~" the fox sighed.

What kind of "demon" is this? He's just a knife holder, yet he talks a lot of nonsense.

Lu Ren, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, looked at the four ghosts and was a little curious about Chen Ruoan's methods: "Judging from Brother Fox's confident appearance, he must be proficient in swordsmanship?"

“It seems I’ve learned the basic thirteen moves of the Flowing Cloud Sword,” Zhong Yi replied.

"Just the basics?"

So where does this confidence come from?

Lu Ren shifted his gaze to the scene. The Yin Qi surrounding the fox gradually dissipated, turning into a clear and pure white. Qi mist condensed, and nine illusory long tails swayed in the forest.

After Chen Ruoan entered the "Reverse Life" Celestial Fox form, he was not in a hurry to make a move.

It would be too unsightly for a fox to clash with swords, so I will use my human form and the techniques of the Flowing Cloud Sword to cut off the demon's head.

In its nine-tailed celestial fox form, it attempts to use the transformation technique to create a human body—

The snow-white fox shadow vanished, and a human figure slowly emerged from the hazy mist.

The boy was tall and slender, dressed in spotless white robes. His white fur, like frost and snow, flowed loosely down his back, and his snow-white fox ears stood erect, their soft, lustrous fur gleaming with a faint silver sheen at the tips…

Chen Ruoan raised his hand again, and the green vines in the forest spread and climbed into his palm. With a little manipulation using the art of weapon forging, a long sword that shimmered with a greenish-blue light appeared in his hand.

Enveloped in rising white mist, the fox leaped into the arena, swung its sword, and the mist dissipated, revealing a clear sky.

"Hmm? There used to be a legend of a black-clad youth with a mysterious fox spirit in the industry, but this... is quite different from the legend."

Lu Ren watched quietly, unsure if he had mistaken the fox for something else, but ahead he saw—