Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person

Chapter 110 Now that things have come to this, are you kidding me?

As the smoke dissipated and the fox head disappeared, Zuo Ruotong moved to the courtyard and glanced at the clear moonlit night. Just then, Master Kuangya happened to pass by the backyard and came to supervise his disciple's studies.

The Trinity Back Gate is no longer what it used to be. With the help of Chen Ruoan and Mr. Niu, the disciples' hidden injuries and old ailments accumulated during their cultivation have greatly improved. Except for those with missing limbs or other disabilities, the remaining disciples can still cultivate according to the new Trinity Way. Those who are willing to pick up the "Reverse Life Triple Level" have almost all made further progress.

"Si Chong, you've come at just the right time. I have something to ask you," Zuo Ruotong said to the visitor.

"Please feel free to ask if you need anything, Senior Brother."

"In the early years, almost all the predecessors who attempted to reach the third level chose to travel. Now that my old injuries have healed and I have gained some insights, I am still a little short of the path I envisioned. So I thought of following in the footsteps of my predecessors and going down the mountain for a trip."

"At a time like this? I wonder where Senior Brother wants to go?" Si Chong asked.

Zuo Ruotong answered calmly, "Northeast."

"The Northeast? But that place is chaotic!"

Every time news came from local newspapers and radio stations, the people down the mountain would discuss it endlessly. In recent months, there have been countless anti-Japanese demonstrations. Even those living deep in the mountains of Sanyi could hardly be unaware of the situation in Northeast China.

Zuo Ruotong smiled and said, "That's exactly the time when I need to go. Si Chong, in terms of concern and dedication to the development of the school, you have always surpassed me. Because of this, outsiders may see you as a bit old-fashioned or unapproachable, but this just proves that you are more suitable for the position of school leader than I am."

"No, that's vanity. I'm reluctant to part with the Xuanmen label. I can't lead Sanyi at all."

In recent years, the concept of the Three Ones has changed, and it seems that Chong has had more opportunities to examine his conscience. Now that he thinks about it, his obsession with "Reverse Rebirth Triple" and "Number One Mystic Sect in the World" was partly out of reverence and respect for his sect, but more so out of greed for empty fame.

"Looking back on my past words and actions, I am filled with shame and regret," Si Chong sighed.

Zuo Ruotong patted her junior brother on the shoulder and said with relief, "This is precisely a positive change; we should be happy about it."

"But how am I supposed to explain this to the sect now that my senior brother is gone?"

"Just use the wording I used earlier."

"No, that won't work."

Why?

"Because a bunch of lazy students are eavesdropping on our conversation." Si Chong pointed to the low wall in the courtyard, where eight or nine heads were crouching.

Seeing this, Zuo Ruotong sighed and smiled wryly, "I want you to be more carefree, not to be completely ignorant of the rules."

My heart skipped a beat!

The Great Immortal raised his hand and unleashed a burst of Qi, the gust of wind sending the curious disciples who were watching the spectacle from the wall flying head over heels.

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"Master, please take us with you, we want to help you." The group scrambled to their feet and shouted towards the courtyard wall.

Zuo Ruotong laughed and said, "Oh? I was just chatting with a friend, and he asked a very interesting question, which I'll pass on to you verbatim now—do you want to help me, or do you want to help the people of Northeast China?"

"Of course we'll help them all, no question about it!" someone replied.

Zuo Ruotong didn't say a word. Her figure swept across the courtyard like a breeze and slowly walked along the mountain path to her residence. The disciples of the Three Ones nimbly climbed over the wall and landed steadily in the courtyard.

The group quickly gathered around Mr. Kuang Ya and asked, "Uncle-Master, is Master going to let us go or not?"

Si Chong frowned, raised his hand as if to rebuke, but in the end he left with his hands behind his back.

A bunch of fools, the implication is clear: you need to figure this out.

If it's simply about helping one person, the sect leader is unlikely to want you to take risks;

But if it's for the sake of the people in that area, to resist the invaders, then neither your master, nor the fox spirit uncle you worship, nor anyone or anything else in this world has the right to interfere with your choices, nor any reason to stop you.

My heart is my master, my body is my path. The road lies beneath my own feet.

Half a month later, at a Japanese garrison point on the southern slope of Changbai Mountain.

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 threw the specially made golden energy balls on the ground, and immediately a group of foxes rushed forward to eat them.

"These mountains are home to many strange and wonderful beasts. It's a real 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 definitely 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 development opportunities."

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 errors 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's likely that the survivors saw the fox's shadow."

"Understood." Takeda clapped his hands, and the fox spirits who had finished eating 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 Taka 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 go about your business. I recently discovered a great fishing spot; the fish are fierce and big. It's really good."

Have fun!

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!"

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"Mother!

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

The little phoenix's 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. The first thing they would ask their father was, "Where is my mother?" And 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 and pungent smell of flesh and blood. Eating too much of it won't be good for your future cultivation."

Just bite off the Japanese soldier's neck and that's it; don't do anything else like tearing his anus.

"If you encounter a large, well-equipped force that outnumbers you, avoid direct confrontation for now. If you encounter any of your former comrades who deserted, call me immediately."

"Remember to eat eggs to replenish your nutrients when you're tired from running."

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

Chen Ruoan and 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 voice filled with urgency.

He spun around, changed direction, and swooped down. He saw a round, chubby little fox with its fur all sticky and messy, 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 litter?" 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 hovering 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 dumplings on established spirits is extremely slow, but once the dumplings seep into a spirit's body, they can still confuse and confuse the spirit.

"So you've finally shown yourself?" Chen Ruoan laughed. "It wasn't for nothing that I assassinated several key figures from different 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 good."

"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, glowing 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 increase in her breath, 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 carefully 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 simultaneously.

"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 quite a feat."

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 tempt even the wildest beasts; it is truly lowly and vile 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 peaceful and prosperous land. 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?"

"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!"

Swish!

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

"It's so brittle, has its neck been gnawed on?" Liu Kunsheng asked doubtfully.

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

Holy crap, there's a bot with a human head.

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