Who taught him to practice swordsmanship like this?

Chapter 115 A formidable foe is at the door

The little fox, with its purple and slightly translucent appearance, stared intently at the seawater below the railing. It was high tide, and suddenly a wave crashed against the railing, splashing water that soaked the little fox's fur.

But it remained incredibly focused, and then with a swift movement of its claws, a fish was caught in its grasp.

A smug look appeared on its fox-like face, then it turned its head and saw Su Baichen—

Hey, you're awake!

Its heart was filled with joy, and it was utterly sincere.

Su Baichen's brows relaxed.

Compared to the complexities he experienced in the human world, he suddenly felt that the purity he found with the little fox was the most precious thing.

He squatted down and exclaimed, "Hey, Blackie, why is your color fading!"

[You bad guy, you're making fun of someone!]

The little fox gritted its teeth in anger.

Su Baichen laughed, then hugged the little fox and said, "Come on, let's give you a bath. I thought you were a rare black fox, but I didn't expect you to be purple."

The little fox probably didn't want to take a bath, but unfortunately, Su Baichen's big hands held it tightly.

It was simply thrown into the basin, where those wicked hands smeared soap on it and rubbed it to create lots of bubbles—

"So soft."

Su Baichen thought the fox felt really nice to the touch, and the key thing was that even though so much dirty water had been washed out, it didn't smell bad at all.

That's really great.

After he changed the water three times and washed the little fox until it was completely soft and unable to move, he finally looked at the translucent blue fox and smiled with satisfaction.

Good heavens, this fox isn't purple, it's blue!

Its body has a kind of ethereal, indistinct quality, making it look like a spirit, but in fact it has a substantial existence—it's like a creature that exists between the real and the unreal.

This existence is very helpful for Su Baichen's research on illusion techniques, allowing him to have a deeper understanding of the transformation between the real and the illusory states—that's right, he was studying illusion techniques when he rubbed for so long just now.

Bad guy — bad guy —

The little fox's thoughts are still so easy to understand.

Su Baichen cleaned it up before holding it in his arms.

It smells so good!

It was appeased.

Su Baichen chuckled, "Alright, since you're not black, I guess I'll have to change your name—let's call you Xiangxiang, Su Xiangxiang!"

The little fox was suddenly startled, and it looked up at Su Baichen in astonishment.

Do I have a name? A person's name!

Su Baichen picked it up to confirm and said, "It's confirmed. We'll call it Su Xiangxiang. It'll have the same surname as me. Be part of my family."

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【family----】

The little fox happily rolled around in Su Baichen's arms.

Actually, this was entirely a habit Su Baichen had from his previous life.

Since you've decided to get a pet, you should at least give it a name, right?

The previous "Black Treasure" was just a perfunctory gesture; he didn't really intend to raise it seriously, he just let things take their course.

But the situation is different now.

The little fox quietly watched over him during his three-day seclusion. It was this purity and patience that made him decide to take their relationship seriously.

So he carefully gave the little fox a name, hoping it would like it.

But what he didn't know was that among the demon race, being bestowed a name was no ordinary matter.

In particular, Su Baichen is strictly speaking a guardian of humanity and holds a very high position within humanity.

The real name he gave was, in a sense, a bestowal of a title!

Having a true name is like removing a major obstacle on the path of cultivation for the demon race, much like a martial artist opening up their Ren and Du meridians.

Su Baichen didn't know much about this kind of thing. He just took his fox out of the pass and went to find Shuiyin Ji for a meal.

This uncle-master raised him like a son since he was a child; wherever he went, there was an abundance of all kinds of seafood.

Just like today, Mizuki easily prepared a whole basket of seafood for him.

Then, Luan Ke was unsheathed!

The misty rain of Nanshan can also wash away the dust.

If the flames of Nanshan do not go out, they can still be used for cooking.

Sword techniques and sword intent were displayed at his whim, and controlled perfectly.

To be honest, even though he has reached the point where he can use his swordsmanship to adapt to changing situations at will, he still lacks in terms of flexibility and adaptability.

That's probably where his talent is lacking.

The problem is that his application of these sword techniques was never limited to actual combat.

See? Swordsmanship can be used to wash vegetables, right? And it can even be used as an oven, right?

Anyway, everyone watching him operate the Mizuki-hime was completely stunned.

"Uncle-Master, don't just stand there. I'm all ready now. Let's eat together."

He came to feed his uncle, since his own master was not here, he had to take on this responsibility as well.

Mizuki sat down beside him sullenly, ate an oyster, and thought it was cooked just right.

Just as she was about to comment on the cooking, the fisherman's sarcastic remark came from the side: "It's a good thing you joined our Yin Sect. If you had chosen the Sword Sect back then, those old fogies of the Sword Sect would probably have been driven to their deaths by you."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the food with his hands.

This infuriated Xiangxiang, who was thrilled to have just been named—how could she just stand by and watch some random old man steal her food?

It immediately bared its teeth and hissed, making a gurgling sound.

The way he breathes is so cute!

Su Baichen quickly reached out and pressed down its head, saying, "Xiangxiang, he's one of us."

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Xiangxiang then let out a coquettish whimper to indicate that she understood—even though she still looked and sounded like a little fox, her voice was already full of allure.

The fisherman looked at it strangely and said, "No wonder there have been so many foxes around Yinfeng Gorge lately. They look like they're looking for it."

Su Baichen asked in surprise, "You mean, Xiangxiang's family?"

The fisherman said, "Of course, you don't think ghosts and foxes are common, do you?"

"In the fox clan, besides the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, there is the Nether Fox, and the rest of the fox clan are descended from these two bloodlines. The Ghost Fox belongs to the close branch of the Nether Fox and has a very high status within the fox clan, even surpassing the Red Fox, White Fox, and slightly higher than the Snow Fox."

Su Baichen's expression was rather unpleasant. He had just decided to raise a small pet, but now it seemed that he wouldn't be able to.

But at that moment, Xiangxiang brought over the largest squid leg and placed it in front of the fisherman, whimpering as she gestured for him to eat it.

"Hey, what does this little guy mean? Does it not want to go back, wants to stay, and then bribe me to make an exception?"

"Haha, this is so interesting."

The fisherman was overjoyed.

Su Baichen chuckled and hugged Xiangxiang in his arms again.

"Don't worry, you can stay by my side as long as you like."

The old fisherman said, "My Changchun Yin Sect isn't so desperate as to be unable to protect the spirit beasts of its disciples. Little fellow, now that I've eaten your food, you can rest assured."

He then ate heartily for a while, clapped his hands, and headed out of Yinfeng Pass.

This is to prepare to go and talk to those fox clans.

With such a capable and experienced senior figure, Su Baichen felt extremely safe.

However, he had only had this thought for a short time when dark clouds gathered over the entire Yin Sect, and mysterious spiritual energy trajectories intersected and surged—a sign that the sect's protective formation was being activated.

Good grief, who did they get into a fight with?

He and Shuiyin Ji exchanged a glance, then hurriedly went outside.

They swiftly ascended Yinfeng Pass—

As a result, Su Baichen saw the old fisherman, whom he had previously regarded as a reliable senior, coughing up blood and cursing, as if he had suffered a great loss.

"He seems quite energetic."

Princess Mizukage said something that was both relieved and sarcastic.

But now a question arises: if even the old fisherman, a veteran of many generations, has suffered a loss, who exactly is the opponent?

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