Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person

Chen Ruoan then used Qi to nourish the grass, and the wild grass grew wildly, wrapping around the fox's paws to form grass rings. The remaining grass roots were still able to survive tenaciously.

That's a great skill for farming!

As a Chinese fox, it naturally has a "pastoral complex." If it could use some supernatural powers to break through the limitations of the mountain environment, then the people who are exploited down the mountain would not have to go hungry this winter.

The fox asked the panda, "Jinbao, wouldn't you like to walk openly and honestly among people, and even freely enter and leave the Cold Arrow Bamboo Forest?"

"May I?"

"There are Liangshan shamans outside the mountains who are experts in matters of spirits. If you don't mind, you can choose to form a contract with one of them. The cooperation between the shaman and the spirit will greatly benefit your future cultivation."

"I hope that guy has a better temper."

Upon reflection, Chen Ruoan concluded that Feng Tianyang was undoubtedly the most promising talent of the Liangshan shaman lineage.

With Feng Tianyang's talent and Jinbao's supernatural abilities, if they can successfully work together, ensuring that all the villagers have enough to eat will not be difficult at all.

I just don't know what the kid and the elders in the family think.

Chen Ruoan took Jinbao with him and temporarily left the lush "Little Paradise".

Having escaped the deep mountains, the two brothers, having failed to catch the fox, were wandering outside the mountains. Their father, Feng Shoushan, waited in the distance, gazing up at the snow-capped peaks.

Suddenly, an incredibly pure yin energy descended from the sky, sprinkling onto the ground covered with a thin layer of snow.

"Fellow fox, you're back? The clansmen were rude just now, please forgive them. They've never seen a legendary elf before, so they made a series of foolish moves and showed their ugly side." Feng Shoushan said, bowing.

The fox replied, "It's alright. Mr. Wind, I'd like to discuss with you the matter of the Heavenly Nurtured Spirit."

"Could it be that you're interested?" Feng Shoushan rubbed his hands together expectantly.

"It's a friend of mine."

"Hmm—" Feng Shoushan pondered for a moment. Although he was a little disappointed, he thought that since this was a friend of the fox spirit, his cultivation level must be just as good. So he nodded happily.

The fox raised its paw to indicate that a large black and white lump of flesh peeked out from behind a boulder in the distance, looking timid and wary.

"Sorry, you've seen the big fat bear. Should I leave?"

Once outside the deep mountain cave, Jinbao immediately lost his confidence.

Upon seeing each other, the brothers Tian Sheng and Tian Yang's eyes gleamed, and they waved in unison.

"It's a panda, a giant panda!"

"So cool!"

handsome?

Feng Shoushan only saw Hanhan.

He carefully leaned close to the fox's ear and whispered, "How skilled is your friend?"

Chen Ruoan naturally understood Feng Shoushan's concerns. The choice of a wizard's natal spirit would greatly affect the wizard's future development.

The cultivation potential of elves is too low. When they encounter more powerful elves, they often cannot be tamed directly through battle. On the other hand, befriending them with sincerity is too much of a test of the wizard's personal charisma.

"Sigh~" Feng Shoushan sighed, "Everyone says that wizards are the lucky ones among the supernatural, but who knows our suffering? If only we had a spell to make elves submit."

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Chen Ruoan pretended to cough a few times; this idea was dangerous.

The fox corrected, "True feelings must be reciprocated with true feelings for the ocean to be able to hold all rivers. This is the healthy way to interact."

"This panda is named Jinbao. It can improve the soil with its feces and even enhance the vitality of some plants. In a cave deep in the mountains, thanks to Jinbao's innate abilities, it is now a lush and vibrant spring scene."

Feng Shoushan was taken aback: "This?"

For this land beneath our feet, Jinbao's supernatural powers are a timely and divine intervention.

"It's too dangerous!" Feng Shoushan sighed.

"Where is it dangerous?"

"Those 'gentlemen' also have powerful shamans by their side, whose methods are no less sophisticated than ours."

In today's chaotic world, some extraordinary individuals may gather skilled fighters and dominate a region, but these are few and far between. More extraordinary individuals choose to become "weapons" in the hands of certain forces.

They could be used to protect leaders of powerful groups or to carry out assassinations against enemies.

According to Tingfeng Shoushan, the situation around Liangshan is even more unique, as there exists a hereditary, insurmountable hierarchical system based on blood ties.

The "gentlemen" wearing black hats considered themselves of noble and pure blood, while the poor were considered inferior and born to be of lower status. This concept of bloodline hierarchy was deeply ingrained and became the fundamental principle governing the local society.

So even if there is grain to be produced in the mountains, it will still be forcibly confiscated by the "masters" under various pretexts. Jinbao, who has extraordinary talents, will become a coveted target for the enemy shamans.

"Fellow fox, you're in danger too. Those high and mighty guys aren't as easy to talk to as we are."

"That sounds very dangerous," Chen Ruoan pondered. "Then let's give it a try and help you get through this winter first."

"this···"

Feng Shoushan wanted to persuade him further, but Chen Ruoan had already walked towards Feng Tianyang. The little devil was hanging on the panda's body, swinging on the swing with his arms wrapped around the panda's head.

"Hey kid... Tianyang, how about you become friends with this panda?"

"Sure!" Feng Tianyang replied crisply.

"From now on, Jinbao will be under your care."

The giant panda nodded: "You should take me to the cold arrow bamboo forest often, because I have a big appetite."

Feng Tianyang nodded vigorously, as if pounding garlic, and the matter was settled.

After that, under Chen Ruoan's command, the extraordinary people from the surrounding villages took the lead in heading into the deep mountains to plant the fertile fields cultivated by Jinbao.

Taking advantage of its habitat in the mountains and fields, the fox also used the wood element magic it had learned to plant grain seeds in several remote areas.

Those "gentlemen" quickly noticed the unusual situation and sent people to investigate in the surrounding villages.

Because the hierarchical system had been passed down for so long, some people simply couldn't withstand the pressure from their superiors, and the fact that they had stored grain deep in the mountains was soon exposed.

Just then, a strange thing happened: whenever a villain ventured into the deep mountains, he would always encounter a thick fog that clouded his vision. Those villains who liked to bully others would perish in the fog.

A mountain became a dead end, a place where anyone who set foot there was certain death.

Those "gentlemen" were not giving up and forcibly seized grain from the people. However, more and more strange things happened. When the grain was brought back into the cabin, it would wriggle around like a worm, and even some shamans could not explain why.

Over time, no one dared to pursue the matter of the deep mountains anymore.

When spring arrives, the snow on the mountaintops has not yet melted, but the buckwheat on the slopes sprouts new green leaves, scattered rhododendron flowers bloom on the cliff edges, and the cold arrow bamboo forest gradually buds.

The mountains and fields are quiet and still, with the occasional trace of wild animals treading on the fresh mud. The wisps of smoke from the village hearths drift in the morning mist, and amidst the desolation, a hint of life slowly emerges from the early awakening of the deep mountains.

Zhao Shanhai knelt before Chen Ruoan and pleaded, "Master, do those who died in the mountains harbor any resentment?"

"Those who enjoy more pleasures in life than ordinary people will naturally harbor deeper resentment after death than ordinary people."

"Could you find a way to transform this place into a haunted place similar to the 'Boundary Between Yin and Yang'? I want to stay here."

Chen Ruoan raised her head slightly: "You're thinking of taking on a new relationship?"

"Well, although you always say that we Qing Dynasty remnants are no good, that we love wearing queues and are spineless, after following our master on this trip, I think I've probably learned something and grown a little bit."

At this moment, Zhao Shanhai was thinking about the "noble men" who had exploited his wife and children and caused their tragic deaths.

"My lord, I want to kill the emperor!"

"Hmm—" Chen Ruoan stared at the kneeling ghost for a long time before saying, "Then stand up first."