Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person

Zhang Zhiwei rubbed the bruises on his face and sighed slightly.

Sigh, if I had known I would encounter something like this, I should have bought a mask or a straw hat beforehand. My face is swollen like a pig's head, and I don't look like a master at all.

Zhang Zhiwei rolled up his sleeves, while Li Muxuan tore off his single-layered jacket, revealing his muscular upper body.

"You damned Taoist priest, what did you mean by calling this kind of trash?"

"That's hard to understand, I'm talking about you. Are you really that concerned about what others think? That's strange. If you care about your reputation, why did you end up in such a crooked path? Isn't that just being pretentious, or rather, being pathetic?"

Zhang Zhiwei's tone was frank, and he was not deliberately provoking anyone.

But it was precisely this sincerity that made Li Muxuan's aura of hostility even stronger.

"Very well! A fox, a Taoist priest, and that stinking monkey trainer—today I, Li Muxuan, will take them all down!"

Qin Fu was taken aback: "Li Muxuan?"

Chen Ruoan turned around and asked, "You know him?"

"I've heard of his reputation as a troublemaker."

Knowing he was facing Li Muxuan, Qin Fu would never have dared to say much in the teahouse, since chivalry should be done within one's power.

Qin Fu spoke of the notorious "Quanxing" gang of evil children.

After the death of "Ghost Hand" Wang Yaozu, Li Muxuan gathered a group of Quanxing to cause trouble outside, among which there are probably three most famous incidents.

First, Li Muxuan and his gang stole and returned Wan Shao Ye's goods three times. Although they did not damage the property, they damaged the Wan family's reputation and caused the Wan family's business to decline ever since.

Secondly, Hua Guang's senior brother Liu was brutally beaten and humiliated on his wedding day, and the dishes on the wedding banquet table were replaced with snakes and scorpions.

The third thing made the troublesome child infamous.

That was at Yinghe Tower, where a group of scions of prestigious families were exchanging martial arts skills. Li Muxuan intervened and single-handedly dislocated the arm joints of everyone present.

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Li Muxuan neither harms people nor steals their money; his only hobby is finding ways to amuse upright young men, which is why he earned the nickname "Bad Boy."

"Hey!" After hearing Qin Fu's account, Li Muxuan laughed arrogantly. He seemed to enjoy the surprised tone and fearful look in other people's eyes when they mentioned him.

Zhang Zhiwei thought for a long time but couldn't recall such a person in the martial arts world. He then pretended to suddenly realize something and clapped his hands, saying, "Oh, I've heard of him, I've heard of him."

"Tsk!" Li Muxuan gritted his teeth and glared at Zhang Zhiwei.

A fox with terrible acting skills is one thing, but pairing it with a pretentious Taoist priest makes it even more infuriating.

Enraged, Li Muxuan disregarded all means, lunged forward, and slapped Zhang Zhiwei in the face.

"Hey, you old fox, I can guarantee you'll get more than just a black eye and a swollen face."

Zhang Zhiwei dodged to the side, lowered his body, and took advantage of the moment when Li Muxuan withdrew his strength to place one hand on Li Muxuan's chin.

Snapped!

With a heavy force applied to his palm, Li Muxuan felt dizzy and lightheaded, instantly losing his balance. He spun like a windmill and crashed into a poplar tree. When he regained his senses, he set up an "arena" and used his strength to pull himself back, barely managing to stabilize himself.

"You wicked child, if you think anyone can leave bruises and swellings on my face, you are sorely mistaken."

Li Muxuan steadied himself and looked up. Zhang Zhiwei was already covered in golden light, poised to strike.

"The Golden Light Mantra?"

Anyone who uses golden light to protect their body can easily guess which school of Taoism it belongs to.

Li Muxuan thought to himself, the Golden Light Mantra is a protective method that is specifically designed to counter external disturbances. If he were to use "force" to drive rocks and withered branches to crash into them, they would be completely blocked by the golden light, making it a complete waste of effort.

He then subtly stirred his magnetic field around him, without touching a single blade of grass or tree, and created two invisible "forces" that silently spread toward Zhang Zhiwei.

The "field" of "reversing eight directions" ignores the spread of any medium and can only be avoided by relying on the clues within the field or the faint, distorted sense of force when the field approaches.

Once enveloped by the "field" and not escaped in time, the part inside the field will be distorted by the caster, which is not something that a simple golden light spell can stop.

A fierce glint flashed in Li Muxuan's eyes. Once these two "forces" gripped the damned Taoist's heart, he would make him kneel on the ground, crying and begging for his grandfather!

Swish!

Two streams of "force" moved like serpents.

Zhang Zhiwei sensed the distortion in the environment, spun around, bypassed the two "forces," and leaped in front of Li Muxuan at an unimaginable speed.

Snapped!

He pressed his broad palm against Li Muxuan's face, and angrily increased the force, grabbing his head and slamming it into the muddy ground of the dense forest in the suburbs.

boom!

The ground behind the wicked child cracked, revealing fine fissures. If he hadn't used his "strength" to protect the back of his head, he would have been knocked unconscious if not killed.

Sunlight filtered through the branches and fell on Zhang Zhiwei. Li Muxuan felt the sunlight was so intense that Zhang Zhiwei appeared as a dark shadow, a cold, majestic, and imposing mountain.

"So fast... Is it because of the Swift Horse Technique? No, where did he just come from, Longhu Mountain? Traveling thousands of miles and then taking me down in a few moves, is he really someone of my generation?"

"No, is this even human?"

Li Muxuan struggled to keep his eyes open and caught a glimpse of Chen Ruoan on the Taoist's shoulder.

Yes, and that damn fox, why does it have such a foxy look with its eyes crinkled and its mouth turned up?

I was mocked by a fox who was "borrowing the tiger's power"...

Seeing that Zhang Zhiwei seemed to still have plenty to say, Chen Ruoan asked, "How did it feel?"

"Hmm, I've dealt with many disciples from prestigious sects, but I've never seen such interesting little tricks before."

"Reputable sects! Reputable sects! It's always the reputable sects! I despise you self-proclaimed righteous people the most!" Li Muxuan roared.

Chen Ruoan and Zhang Zhiwei watched with expressions of amusement as the child, stuck in the ground, raging helplessly.

"Fox, don't you think he looks like a vengeful fox spirit from 'Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio,' heartbroken and trying to torment others? Which righteous sect has hurt him so deeply?"

"Taoist priest, your most urgent task is to apologize to all the fox spirits and vengeful ghosts in the world. They're not so... awkward? Strong-willed? Sensitive? Self-centered?"

After thinking it over, Chen Ruoan realized it was really difficult to define Li Muxuan.

"Judging from his deeds, he's a troublemaker. Well then, I'll cripple him." Zhang Zhiwei raised his palm, gathering his Qi, and bursts of lightning erupted from his palm.

The fearless and ruthless "Quanxing" evil child, for a fleeting moment when lightning patterns flashed in his eyes, was truly afraid.

When he was angry with Zuo Ruotong, Li Muxuan became Wang Yaozu's apprentice and inherited his skills. However, until Wang Yaozu died, Li Muxuan never called him "Master" a second time.

Now, the things we inherited from the old man are being taken away and returned?

"Then you might as well kill me!"

Li Muxuan emptied his Qi Sea and made a desperate gamble. He first used his strength to lift himself up, and then gathered and intertwined all the distorted "force" in the field, aiming straight for Zhang Zhiwei's chest.

Zhang Zhiwei simply retaliated with a palm strike.

Stab it!

As lightning flashed, Zhang Zhiwei sensed something amiss when he struck out with his palm. The direction of the "force" was not opposing the lightning in his palm, but rather increasing the speed of his strike in the same direction.

Li Muxuan took a solid blow, blood gushing from his mouth, his figure flying straight through the forest, smashing several trees in the process.

This powerful palm strike not only created a path for escape but also opened up a way out.

"Old Yuan, if you're nearby and looking out for some fun, lend a hand. Aren't you the best at escaping and saving your life?"

Several plumes of smoke exploded in the woods, and a figure quickly grabbed Li Muxuan and fled towards the western countryside.

Zhang Zhiwei lowered his rolled-up sleeves and said, "He's a ruthless person. I wonder what will happen when he strikes?"

"It's probably ruined."

Chen Ruoan raised her head slightly. The ill-fated relationship between Chen Ruoan and Li Muxuan had completely disappeared after Zhang Zhiwei's intervention. Even the karmic entanglement between the evil child and the beastly master Qin Fu had also dissipated.

Given Li Muxuan's petty and vindictive nature, the fact that he didn't seek revenge later on likely means he lost the ability to do so.

The future can be changed, and even a tragic fate can be altered; that's good.

The fox became increasingly convinced that it would eventually be able to resolve its ill-fated relationship with Lu Jin.