The Little Fox's Immortal Cultivation Encyclopedia

"Initially, when the soldiers did their work, they only needed a stick of incense. As soon as the incense was lit, their requests were always granted."

"But later, it only verbally agreed, but kept asking Da Niu to burn more incense. Da Niu was honest and did as it asked, but it was still not satisfied. Its appetite grew bigger and bigger, and it complained that there was not enough incense and that the incense Da Niu lit was weak."

"Those are all incense sticks that Da Niu makes himself. The ingredients and methods are all passed down from his ancestors. They're always the same, so there's no question of whether the flavor is strong or weak."

The fox realized that the soldiers were dissatisfied with the ox's lack of sincerity. Lost in thought, the fox pressed on, "Just incense? No cakes, meat, or any other offerings?"

Seeing the village head shake his head, the fox nodded, signaling him to continue.

"Da Niu didn't have that much incense. Seeing that the soldiers took the money but didn't do anything, he stopped going to worship. But this time, something bad happened immediately." The village head sighed, still feeling lingering fear. "The day after Da Niu came back, he said he had a headache, like someone was hitting his head with a hammer. Then he developed a high fever that wouldn't go down, and he couldn't get out of bed."

"If it were just Da Niu, we would have just thought he was possessed by an evil spirit. But other villagers who worship the gods have also had accidents one after another. Anyone who doesn't go to the temple to burn incense and kowtow every day has fallen ill after returning home."

"Some people are mentally confused and paranoid, saying they see their deceased relatives and that someone is secretly watching them. That's considered mild. More serious cases involve seeing their wives flirting with other men, or their parents sharpening knives in the middle of the night and watching them with a sinister look..."

The village head sighed, "Fortunately, the one who is more seriously ill is honest and upright, and he often comes to me for advice, so he can still persevere."

The fox shook its head inwardly. If even the words of those around him can be distorted, how can you be sure that your advice will be heard correctly by him?

"There's something even more sinister coming up..." The village head stopped talking. "Everyone knows that thing is problematic, but no one dares not to worship it, so we can only endure it like this."

"Take me to the worst one, I want to see it for myself." The fox interrupted him, "Li Lang had this kind of drastic personality change before, I have experience with it."

The village head nodded quickly, said no more, and led the fox through a maze of paths until they arrived at a small house.

The village head knocked gently on the door. After a moment, a woman with a numb expression opened the door a crack and stared blankly at the two of them.

"This is a doctor from the city who wants to come and see Da Niu again," the village head introduced.

The woman didn't answer, but simply opened the door wide and turned to go back inside.

"Da Niu's condition is very bad. We've consulted several doctors, but none of them have helped. She's just a woman, and she's been taking care of him day and night. She's long since lost all her energy. Please don't take offense, young master." The village head explained on behalf of the woman, afraid that the young master would feel neglected.

Without saying a word, the fox stepped into the house.

It was raining outside, and very little sunlight could penetrate the house. The house was also dark, with no lights on. Several earthenware jars sat on the table, and the dregs of freshly brewed medicine were scattered carelessly on the floor, mixing with the muddy water underfoot. The strong smell of medicine permeated almost every object.

The fox's expression remained unchanged as it looked at the man lying in bed. His lips were dry, and his face had an unnatural flush.

Da Niu lay stiffly on the kang (a heated brick bed). The woman had already brought all the bedding in the house and covered him up, layer upon layer, but Da Niu was still trembling all over.

The village headman hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and took Da Niu's hand: "Child, your uncle has come to see you, and I've brought a doctor from the city to treat you..."

Da Niu yanked his hand away, roaring as his chapped lips were ripped open: "Get away! All of you, get away!"

"I see you! Get down here! Get down right now!"

"So bright, so bright!"

He was talking nonsense and waving his arms and legs wildly, tearing off all the blankets he was wrapped in. The woman watched blankly, her face calm, but she bent down and picked up the blankets again.

The fox stepped forward, grasped the man's withered wrist, and several streams of magic flowed into his body through the contact, causing the man to suddenly calm down.

The woman suddenly cried out, "Sir—"

"Shh." The fox stopped her, closed his eyes, and focused his mind into the magic power. The fox raised an eyebrow.

The scene before me looked somewhat familiar, somewhat similar to the appearance of Da Liu when it was corrupted by Yin Sha, but the nature of the scene was different.

A dark gray gas with a bluish tinge filled the ox's meridians. As soon as the magic power entered his body, the dark gray gas became active and rushed towards the magic power.

The fox continued to increase its magical power, probing upwards despite the ever-flowing dark blue-green energy. The heart and liver were the most severely affected, almost completely stained black.

Da Niu's expression became calmer, and hope appeared in the woman's eyes. However, the fox understood that this was simply because the turbid energy that was originally eroding the physical body had come to block the fox's magic power.

The higher they went, the more severe the encirclement and suppression of their magical power became. The fox slapped the ox on the forehead with one hand, and with a two-pronged approach, finally saw the source of the bluish-black aura.

A black nail was stuck in the bull's forehead, surrounded by dense black threads that spread out and pierced into the surrounding flesh, contracting and expanding like breathing.

"The fierce and malevolent energy is the most violent and intense form of Yin energy, known in the world as the living evil. Ordinary Yin energy is stagnant and corrupting, mostly still and waiting to be triggered. This evil energy, however, is fierce and spirited, constantly surging and surging. It is often cultivated by practitioners using secret methods. However, this energy is wild and difficult to tame, and it is very easy to lose control during cultivation."

The sound suddenly rang out, and the fox paused, then relaxed. Ultimately, it was still a type of Yin energy, and foxes were experts at dealing with it.

However, the fox didn't rush to act; instead, it became more cautious. The fox remembered that when it removed Chen Atang's goose feathers, the old man in plain clothes immediately sensed it. If it removed that nail, the soldiers hiding in the mountains might also find out.

No rush. The fox has plenty of patience.

A cool sensation welled up from his dantian, causing no disturbance whatsoever. Like a gentle breeze, it quietly enveloped the nail, sealing it tightly layer by layer. Having done all this, the fox breathed a sigh of relief and then began to mobilize his magic to dissolve the remaining malevolent energy.

Those ferocious creatures seemed to realize that their escape route had been cut off, and they continued to fight desperately, but in the end, it was like water without a source. After several battles, wherever the magic power passed, the black energy quickly melted away like spring snow meeting the sun.

A quarter of an hour later, the fox withdrew its hand and looked down at the person on the bed.

Da Niu's eyelids twitched, then he opened his eyes with difficulty and mumbled, "Water..."

The woman, who had been watching intently, finally relaxed and reached out to touch the bowl, only to find it empty. Looking at the empty bowl, she suddenly burst into tears, unable to stop them.

The fox watched quietly, and only after everyone had hurriedly poured water for Da Niu to drink did it speak, asking, "Was it those soldiers who harmed you?"

Da Niu was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse: "It's those evil gods!"

"That group?" The fox raised an eyebrow and pressed, "How many did you see?"

Da Niu answered without hesitation: "At least three!"

How many bad things have gotten into the fox's house?!