Becoming a Fox Spirit from Under One Person

Chen Ruoan sat under the plaque of "Dao Zun De Gui" (meaning "Honoring the Dao and Valuing Virtue") in the Celestial Master's Mansion, his fur radiating warmth under the midday sun.

After the White Fox survived its tribulation, An Fox focused all its attention on improving its physical strength and optimizing its followers. One reason was to withstand the heavenly lightning in a more secure way, and the other was to promptly eliminate any potential hidden dangers within the faith.

Compared to future plans, there are also current frustrating things.

Anhuli is being entangled again.

"Hey, can you please stop rubbing against me?"

A white fox, as white as a snowball, curled up beside Chen Ruoan, gently rubbing its soft forehead against the fur on his neck. Its fluffy white tail tip was even bolder, occasionally wrapping around the base of his tail and softly caressing him.

Anhuli didn't know what expression to make, and was feeling helpless when a soft, cool tongue licked the soft hair on the tip of his ear and then gently licked along the back of his neck.

Chen Ruoan discovered that besides being attracted to people, she was also quite attracted to foxes.

The little white fox's movements were full of undisguised tenderness and affection. It was the same with the red fox that had gained Qi in the mountains. Even though it was so powerful, it didn't force itself to become a seed-laying machine. How pure its love was.

If people could be this honest with each other, so much trouble would be saved.

But people are different. Those who are proud and stubborn are prone to causing trouble. When overly shrewd people have a crush on each other, they engage in a battle of wits, staging an epic drama in their minds.

Unable to bear the pestering, Chen Ruoan gently retracted her sharp claws and pressed her soft pads against the white fox's shoulders and neck.

"Snowball" rolled over softly, its fluffy fur spreading out, revealing its soft, white belly without any defense, while its two front paws obediently curled up in front of its chest.

"This old thing has been cultivating for more than ten years. Being struck by lightning like this really has the feeling of returning to the innate state."

If given the chance to relive this experience, perhaps the white fox could achieve something great.

As Chen Ruoan was teasing the white fox, two Taoist priests walked slowly from a distance. When they saw this scene, they stopped in their tracks.

Zhang Huaiyi coughed awkwardly and forced a sheepish smile: "Uh... I'm sorry, maybe my senior brother and I came at the wrong time."

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Chen Ruoan curiously: "What are the criteria for judging ordinary foxes? Is there any aesthetic sense involved?"

"Probably not."

According to Chen Ruoan, ordinary foxes would probably see him as "very dark-skinned, with smooth and shiny fur, strong, and suitable as a mate," perfectly matching the needs of a young female fox.

"One is black, one is white; one is cold and aloof, the other is pure and innocent. When they are intertwined, they are like a yin-yang symbol," Zhang Huaiyi said again.

"It does look somewhat similar." Zhang Zhiwei smiled as he imagined the scene.

On this rare autumn day of leisure, Chen Ruoan had no time to let his two fellow disciples tease him. He leaped high into the air, following the mountain wind as he bounded onto the rooftop.

As he turned to the side, his bright golden fox eyes looked down at the courtyard, not at the white fox, but at Zhang Huaiyi.

Speaking of which, this big-eared thief is really strange.

Chen Ruoan had been staying at Longhu Mountain for some time. In his daily life, besides exchanging ideas with Zhang Zhiwei and correcting the history that Zhang Zhiwei had compiled and rewritten for the Taoist priests in the mountain, he also had some interactions with Zhang Huaiyi.

Even so, the connection between Zhang Huaiyi and the imperial edict remained unchanged.

This man was used to being cautious and wary of everyone. Even though he changed somewhat under Zhang Jingqing's tutelage, living like a rat in the gutter became one of his guiding principles in life.

A cautious and shrewd person may be admirable, but when it comes to making friends, the fox prefers those who are open, sincere, and have a childlike heart.

Chen Ruoan thought about it and realized that the names of the three brothers who survived the battle of Longhu Mountain were quite interesting.

Zhang Zhiwei is a person who acts with knowledge, who knows what he is doing, and who acts with a clear conscience.

Tian Jinzhong was loyal to his teacher and kept his promise.

But what Zhang Huaiyi cherished was not righteousness, but rather a lifetime of hidden doubt.

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Tianmen Mountain Peak.

The sky was a clear, cloudless light blue; the mountain grasses were withered but not drooping; the sunlight was warm but not scorching; the mountain peaks were bright and clear, without fog or obstruction, carrying the unique tranquility and vastness of late autumn.

After completing the necessary lessons, Chen Ruoan calmed his mind and began to contemplate the wishes expressed by the incense, memorial tablets, and fox pendants.

Modern foxes don't possess great supernatural powers; they can only cautiously sense people among certain groups to fulfill someone's wishes.

I never had any luck with lottery draws in my past life, but in this life, I've become the organizer.

Let's pick today's lucky winner.

"Please, fairy fox, let my barren fields grow white rice day and night without being cultivated or planted, and let it automatically jump into the granary..."

Those who are lazy and love to eat should not be allowed to do so.

"The name of the Republic of China disappeared from all documents, the dragon throne grew out of the ground, and I was restored to my former status. Alas, it's too conservative. Fox spirit, please let me sit on the dragon throne, and let those who carry guns become eunuchs and palace maids, kneeling before me."

Remnants of the previous dynasty should not be tolerated.

Chen Ruoan randomly picked up a few prayers and found that very few of them came from normal people.

It's bad enough to be lucky in a lottery, how come even when you're a lucky winner you still have such bad luck?

After eliminating a few unreliable believers, Anhuli began to listen attentively again, and a sincere prayer entered his ears.

"Offering a maiden to the fox spirit."

Ok?

The fox's ears perked up; someone actually dared to set up a sacrifice for me!

Following that glimmer of hope, Chen Ruoan's divine will descended upon a narrow little house.

A young girl was kneeling in front of the memorial tablet.

She was dressed in a scarlet Miao ethnic costume, with intricate silver thread patterns embroidered on the body. The cuffs, hem, and chest were adorned with fluffy white down. She wore several layers of silver necklaces around her neck and silver bracelets on her wrists, giving her a very distinctive ethnic look.

"What are you doing?"

The smoke from the burning incense coalesced into a fox's head, its golden eyes scrutinizing the girl with the somewhat rustic name.

Wei Shufen shook her head desperately, clutching the hem of her clothes tightly with both hands.

They never reply to my prayers, why did they have to respond with such an awkward reply? I feel like dying...

"It's nothing. I just realized it's been almost a year and you haven't responded much, so I thought I'd try praying again."

"Because it will be busy," Chen Ruoan explained.

"Busy?"

"I can contact you unilaterally, but if you want to find me, you'll have to contend with the prayers of all the other believers."

Upon hearing this, Wei Shufen clenched her fists.

I actually lost to someone else, how awful!

Chen Ruoan scrutinized the girl who was secretly competing with him, then slapped her with his fox paw: "Since I've chosen you, then hurry up and fulfill your wish. I can eat you up now."

oooo~

It opened its pointed beak, revealing sharp teeth.

Chen Ruoan wanted to tease Shufen, but the girl sat quietly and obediently, without the slightest fear, with a subtle and gentle smile on her face, looking full of anticipation.

The fox suppressed its ravenous look and asked, "Wait a minute, you're not the kind of person who would gouge out their own eyes and give them away if someone they like complimented them on their beautiful eyes, are you?"