If a person has deep obsessions when he dies, there is a certain probability that he will turn into a ghost.

What factors are involved in this probability? No one knows, just as no one can be 100% certain that a ghost transformed by obsession is actually an evil ghost. If it becomes a demonic ghost without reason, killing on instinct, then what's the point of all the effort? It would be better to just die peacefully.

So Yan Jue could only tell Li Huaiqing: "I don't know. This may require a lot of luck, and luck is the most unpredictable thing in the world."

Li Huaiqing's eyes darkened. He looked at his lover, who was looking at him worriedly. His heart was shaken. He had so much to say, but it was all stuck in his chest, making him feel suffocated.

In fact, they all knew that there was another way. After his death, if Meimei didn't want to be left alone in the world, she could ask Yan Jue and others to destroy her.

It seemed that he could take into account the expectations of both of them, but Li Huaiqing couldn't do it. He didn't even dare to have this idea, nor did he want his lover to have this idea.

After a long silence, he lightly covered his lover's hand that was placed on his palm, lowered his head and asked: "Xiao Yan, are there many ghost cultivators in this world? They..."

He still held on to a glimmer of hope, wondering if other ghost cultivators had any method for turning people into ghosts after death.

Yan Jue continued to shake his head. "Ms. Mei is the only ghost we've discovered so far who has her own thoughts and is capable of independent cultivation."

"Only one?" Li Huaiqing looked up. "How is that possible?"

"I have no reason to lie to you." Yan Jue smiled bitterly. "In reality, the resurgence of spiritual energy and the emergence of supernatural powers among Taoists and monks like Zhang Zizhen have only occurred in the past few months. The door to the new world has only just opened a crack, and the country is preparing for the potential shocks that may occur in the future."

With Meimei around, Li Huaiqing will know all this sooner or later, so it won't be against the rules if he tells it now.

"Resurrection of spiritual energy? How many months?" Doesn't that coincide with the time when Meimei becomes stronger?

This was too unbelievable. Too many thoughts flooded his mind at once, turning into questions that left him somewhat bewildered. Li Huaiqing suppressed his inner shock and pressed on, "What about you? You and Wen Xuyang are both ordinary people? What's your purpose in coming to the sanatorium? Are you here for Meimei?"

The three people across from him, the key point being that after Yan Jue and Wen Xuyang exchanged glances, Yan Jue said, "Ms. Mei's incident and the monster encounter were both accidents. We only came here because it's close to the mountains and has abundant spiritual energy, so we're here to cultivate. We'll stay for a while and then leave."

Li Huaiqing fell silent again, lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Meimei waved to them and then tapped her knees: [I am the only one, the country needs me, right?]

Wen Xuyang translated it and then continued, "You are the only one, but our first priority is to respect your wishes and not force you to do anything. Wait for the higher-ups to arrive and record a message for you. As long as you don't harm anyone, you are free to do whatever you want, and no one will monitor you."

Meimei nodded to indicate that she understood.

She looked into her lover's eyes and gave him a faint smile: "Huaiqing, did you hear that? Our country is facing a huge challenge."

Just like back then, the country needs us. Back then, as scholars, we could only contribute our knowledge, so we joined the project team without hesitation. There, we met again, fulfilled our childhood regrets, and got married. The situation the country faces now is not much different from what it was back then.

[But this time, you are not as good as me.]

She smiled calmly: "I am willing to become a ghost cultivator for the sake of my country. I also want to see her continue to be powerful and invincible in the new world. Huaiqing, are you willing?"

Li Huaiqing stared at her blankly, his lips opening and closing, and finally he could only nod with red eyes: "I do."

"You'll stay with me for the next few years, right?" He smiled, "That way, we can fulfill our wedding promise and grow old together, even to the grave together."

Meimei touched her hair, then touched the side of Li Huaiqing's face, and said with a look that seemed to be complaining, but it had a kind of coquettish expression that was unique to her lover: "Your hair has turned white a long time ago, and you have become an old man and an old woman together, and you are still not satisfied."

Li Huaiqing held Meimei's hand again, grinning like a fool, and then sighed softly and said to Yan Jue, "Meimei said she is willing to become a ghost cultivator. But, can she stay by my side for the few years I am alive? Or I can follow her. This is our only request, is that okay?"

Just now, after Wen Xuyang saw clearly what Meimei said, he did not translate it to Yan Jue and Zhang Zizheng, so from their perspective, Meimei didn't know what she said, but Li Huaiqing agreed with red eyes.

Now hearing his request, Yan Jue quickly said: "Of course, everything depends on your wishes."

"Thank you." Li Huaiqing thanked him sincerely.

"No, no." Yan Jue waved his hand, "We should be the ones to say thank you."

The matter came to a conclusion, and Li Huaiqing and Meimei said goodbye and left. Before leaving, Wen Xuyang told them that someone would contact them soon to register their information. Li Huaiqing hesitantly asked Zhang Zizhen if he could sell him a few eye-opening talismans.

"It's not that I don't want to give it to you, but the talisman paper needs my true energy to work. It's not as magical as in novels where you can just slap it on your body and it will work." Zhang Zizhen scratched his head embarrassedly. "I'm very skilled at drawing talismans. One eye-opening talisman can last for two hours. If you want to use it, I'll give it to you. It's free."

Li Huaiqing and Meimei left.

Yan Jue and Zhang Zizhen asked Wen Xuyang what Meimei had said just now that made Li Huaiqing change his mind.

They could see that Li Huaiqing didn't want his beloved to be torn apart, and he didn't want her to be left alone in the world after his death. Although Meimei spoke very little, her reaction and expression to Li Huaiqing's words showed that she felt the same way.

What exactly made them change their minds?

Wen Xuyang repeated it word for word.

Yan Jue and the other man fell silent.

"For the country," Zhang Zizhen repeated in a low voice. "I've heard many stories like this, but every time I hear them, I find them worthy of admiration."

As a college student who grew up bombarded with all kinds of online information, and a Taoist who believed in Taoism since childhood and lived in a Taoist temple, he actually didn't have too many feelings about life and death.

Who doesn't experience birth, old age, sickness, and death? When a Taoist priest in their temple passed away, the person present was far calmer than the onlookers. He even had an uncle who, before his death, guzzled a bottle of wheat sparkling water, something he had forbidden during his lifetime, ate a feast, smoked a cigarette, and passed away happily.

It was the happiest funeral he had ever attended. The influence of that uncle-in-law on him continues to this day and has also had a significant impact on his plans after his death.

However, there was one group of people who stood out. Every time he saw them, he couldn't help but feel melancholy, reciting scriptures for them in his heart. Now that this situation was unfolding before him, the shock he felt was even stronger than those words.

Yan Jue... Yan Jue was still indifferent to the situation, but he suddenly thought of his parents.

He knew that they would not regret carrying out that mission, so did they have that mentality when they went?

No one could tell him the answer, but he believed his guess was correct.

Tianchen Continent, the edge of the demon world.

A little boy, only four or five years old, dressed in white, walked on the wind, hiding here and there along the low mountain range, using rocks and trees as a cover. As he hurried, he happened to glimpse a cave emitting demonic energy. His divine sense probed it, but no living creatures responded. He quickly dodged inside.

After setting up a restriction at the entrance of the cave, the boy heaved a long sigh and walked deeper into the cave following the image reflected by his spiritual consciousness.

There are two caves deep inside. One has a stone bed covered with furs and some simple tools, while the other is filled with a random pile of seemingly useless junk, furs, wood, cloth, and tools. It looks like a garbage dump except that there is no peculiar smell.

As for where the cave's owner had gone, the boy casually glanced at the stone bed and the gray powder surrounding it. He raised his hand to shake off the fur and sat cross-legged on the stone bed to meditate and recover his spiritual energy.

He was just a low-level demon cultivator who failed to advance and whose soul and body were annihilated. This kind of thing was very common on the Tianchen Continent and there was nothing to be surprised about.

After his spiritual energy was restored, the boy, Zhuo Feng, closed his eyes and sank his soul into the kindergarten, leaving a private message for his teacher, his master.

To be on the safe side, he did not give a specific date for his return, and only returned to reality after emphasizing that he was not in danger.

After doing all this, Zhuo Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief and had the leisure to pick up bargains.

With one blow, he shattered the secret compartment hidden in the wall of the cave. He took out two storage bags from it, checked with his spiritual sense, raised his eyebrows, and felt a little better.

Top-grade spirit stones, some healing pills, medicinal herbs and spirit minerals, and a spirit sword.

The grade of the spirit sword was not high, and it was barely suitable for his current cultivation level. But God knew how poor he was. He had nothing on him, let alone weapons, and he didn't even have a low-grade spirit stone.

When he finally adjusted to his body and could walk smoothly, he wanted to see if there were any unlucky cultivators or demon cultivators he could take advantage of at the edge of the demon world, but before he had gone far, he ran into a group of psychopaths. In such a hurry, he didn't even have time to tell his teacher before he was forced to run and hide.

Now that he had gotten rid of that group of people, he could leave a message for his teacher. These two storage bags were a pleasant surprise.

"Young Master?"

Suddenly, an old voice sounded.

Silently, Zhuo Feng stuffed the storage bag into his arms without any surprise, and walked towards the cave entrance with a frown, holding the spirit sword in his hand.

They were coming again. Those elderly fox demons had appeared out of nowhere, clutching a glowing spiritual weapon. Upon seeing him, they addressed him as "Young Master," each one respectfully and relentlessly chasing him like a psychopath. Unfortunately, they were outnumbered and possessed a wealth of treasures, making it impossible for him to escape.

Now that the other party used a magic weapon to conceal his breath, he was trapped inside for a while.

In fact, Zhuo Feng probably understood why the other party called him "Young Master". Wasn't it because of his nine-tailed fox bloodline?

Oh.

A legendary bloodline could make foxes of several races put aside their prejudices and respectfully address him as "Young Master." If he really went with them, would he have to repeat his previous experience of dark confinement and desire?

With a sneer, Zhuo Feng walked to the cave entrance and faced the three people outside who were riding on a gourd.

"Young Master?" One of the green-robed elders' eyes lit up. "Are you finally willing to see us?"

Zhuo Feng remained stern and looked at them for a long time before he spoke slowly, "Who are you and what is your purpose?"

A three or four-year-old boy put on a serious expression and spoke in an adult tone, which was undoubtedly hilarious. However, none of the three people opposite dared to look down on him. They put away their gourds and walked to the cave entrance, bowing to Zhuo Feng.

"Three-tailed Fox Clan Elder—"

"Snow Fox Clan Elder—"

"The Fire Fox Clan Elder—"

After the three of them each announced their names, the Snow Fox Elder bowed again and said, "May I know your name, Master Nine-Tailed Fox?"

But I understand myself better.

"Zhuo Feng." Zhuo Feng asked, "How did you find me?"

"Young Master, you don't know." The Snow Fox Elder stroked his long beard and explained, "In fact, each fox tribe's forbidden area has a magical weapon passed down from ancient times. Its sole function is to give the fox tribe enlightenment when a nine-tailed fox descends into the world."

"The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan is the ancestor of all fox clans. All other fox clans evolved from them. However, due to the long history, the Nine-Tailed Fox has long since become a legend, and the magic weapon in the forbidden area has become a decoration. A few days ago, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred in the forbidden area, and we learned that the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan had actually appeared in this world."

"We dare not delay, and hurriedly took the magic weapon to look for the young master."

"All the fox tribe?" Zhuo Feng's gaze swept among them. "I didn't know the fox tribe had been defeated here, with only three left."

"This is naturally because our three tribes are loyal to the Nine-Tailed Fox Tribe." The Snow Fox Elder was not at all flustered: "We don't know what the other fox tribes think, but our three tribes sincerely welcome the young master's return."

The old fox, blatantly currying favor with him, and in the process, stepped on the fox clan that didn't come.

Zhuo Feng knew that the legendary nine-tailed fox had appeared in the world. He didn't know whether the fox was round or flat, stupid or smart. He didn't know anything. The other foxes that didn't react were thinking like normal foxes.

People like these three who came here eagerly must have holes in their brains.

Want to invest in advance? To seize the opportunity and make him remember their kindness and work for them like a slave? They are confident that he can reach the pinnacle of cultivation and dominate the Tianchen Continent.

Zhuo Feng's mind shifted, and he suddenly gave a kind smile to the three people before him. "Judging from your addresses, you want to acknowledge me as the Young Master of your three clans? There's no such thing as a free lunch. Tell me, what's your purpose?"

Don't let his appearance fool you. Even if the three people in front of him are on guard, with the "scheming but shallow" persona he's worked so hard to create, he's sure to reap unexpected rewards in no time.

Elder Snow Fox was delighted and secretly poked Elder Fire Fox, signaling him to answer.

The Fire Fox elder said in a gentle voice, "The leaders of our three tribes all share this intention, which is why we were sent here to search for you. If you return with us, we will hold a ceremony for you to let everyone know our determination and show you our sincerity."

"As for your purpose? How dare we ask you to do anything?"

The Three-Tailed Fox Elder continued, "You are so young, yet you have already reached the Demon Core Stage and have a human form. Naturally, your strength is considerable. However, the outside world is treacherous, and you are still underage. It's inevitable that people will look down on you if you reveal your Nine-Tailed Fox bloodline. Shameless human cultivators or other demon cultivators with needs will surely covet you."

When the demons are seriously injured and their spiritual energy is insufficient to support themselves, they will transform into their original form.

"So we dare to invite you to return to our clan and spend your adulthood in peace. Nowadays, every nine-tailed fox is a blessing to the fox clan, and even the demon clan. We will definitely protect you."

"Of course, if you are willing to accept our kindness and take care of us in our future cultivation, we will be very grateful."

That's the Nine-Tailed Fox, the legendary one with great luck, the darling of Heaven! As long as Zhuo Feng remembers their kindness, won't the three tribes be able to walk freely in the outside world in the future? He will give them some of the treasures he obtains in various secret realms...

Even if Zhuo Feng was a ruthless person, they would have to teach him a lesson before making any plans. They didn't believe a child underage could escape the tactics of their three tribes. The three-tailed fox elder suppressed his infinite joy for the future and waited for the child in front of him to consider.

Zhuo Feng was indeed persuaded by them.

Don't doubt it, he was not fooled by the fox in the Three Foxes, but he really needed a safe place to spend his adolescence. At the very least, he had to save some money so that he would not be so penniless and have to rely on picking up scraps to make a living.

Height was indeed a problem. Although the child's appearance was deceptive, it would be too conspicuous if he were to venture into some ruins.

To sum up, returning to serve as the young master of the three fox tribes was indeed a good choice. As long as he behaved a little more obediently, he believed that his life would be quite easy in the future.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Feng showed an expression of hesitation, as if he had made up his mind. He nodded to the three elders with difficulty: "Okay, I'll go back with you."

After saying this, he revealed a proud expression again: "As long as you don't treat me unfairly, I will also appreciate your kindness and am willing to repay you a little."

Who will control whom after we return will only be revealed in the long river of time.

He found it troublesome, but recruiting the three tribes of foxes as his subordinates seemed to be a good choice. At least he didn't have to do everything himself, and he could still know the news of Tianchen Continent in time.

Zhuo Feng put away his sword, sat on the gourd, and followed the three people back to the fox tribe's territory.

The fox tribe's territories weren't adjacent, unless they were extremely close. The rest were mostly dispersed. Snow foxes loved the cold, so their territory was naturally covered in ice and snow. Zhuo Feng's current cultivation wasn't yet at the point where he could ignore the external environment. He enveloped himself in a layer of spiritual energy to ward off the cold and looked at the three people.

"Your residence is temporarily within the Snow Fox Clan. If you ever tire of it and want to move elsewhere, we'll welcome you." The Snow Fox elder said with a smile, "I'll take you to meet the Clan Leader. After you've rested, the other two clan leaders and elders will naturally come to pay their respects."

So Zhuo Feng settled down in the Snow Fox Clan. It is worth mentioning that his residence was right next to the clan leader. According to the other party, this was to show his nobility.

By the time he had gotten to know the general situation of the Snow Fox Tribe, met important figures from the three tribes, declined the grand ceremony, and finally had some free time, seven days had passed.

In the afternoon, Zhuo Feng told the children serving him that he wanted to practice and asked them to go out and watch over him. He entered the kindergarten impatiently.

After returning to the dormitory he had not visited for a long time, he transformed into a fox for the first time in seven days. He stretched, rubbed the pink round mat given to him by his teacher, and went to the swimming pool in the form of a fox.

Noel and Aqing were there.

When he got there, he took a step hesitantly. He looked at the two people splashing around in the pool, as if searching for something at the bottom. He stopped at the edge of the pool and asked loudly, "What are you doing?"

"Hey, Zhuo Feng is back!" Noel jumped out of the water in surprise, made a circle, and landed back in the pool, quickly reaching the shore. He raised his head and reached out his hand: "Zhuo Feng, I missed you so much."

"Ah Qing thinks so too." Ah Qing answered loudly while swimming towards the edge of the pool.

He raised his paw to touch the top of Noel's head, then touched Ah Qing, and asked again: "Did you drop anything in the swimming pool?"

"No, we're playing a game of hidden objects!"

As if he had gotten something good and was eager to show it off, Noel lifted Ah Qing's hand, held it in front of Zhuo Feng, pointed at a small gap on it, and said happily, "Look, we are looking for Ah Qing's fingertips."

After saying this, he waited expectantly for Zhuo Feng's reaction.

As he expected, Zhuo Feng was shocked. "You're still playing games with a missing piece? Ah Qing, are you okay? Why did you let Nuoer do this? I'll help you find it."

Ah Qing was so anxious that he kept shaking his head and almost dropped it off.

Noel smiled proudly, "I'm not messing around. Look at Ah Qing's special skills! Isn't it amazing?"

Looking at the small stone that Noel had broken off, and then at Ah Qing's expression as she waited for his praise, Zhuo Feng flattered her in a flat tone, "Wow, Ah Qing is amazing."

After not seeing each other for a few days, what happened? He needed to calm down.

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