Chapter Fifty-Seven: Being Reversed

  The first person to eat crabs suffered the most; who knows how many generations of the Huangshan Pai had paid the price before they figured out this ingenious method of turning things upside down.

  But for Xuan Kong, the traverser, it's not complicated at all. It's just a physical process where the accumulation of quantity leads to a qualitative change. Even a little kid who has received education can say something about it.

  And this is also the key to Xuan Kong's survival in a world filled with gods and demons. With his own thoughts, he can decide on the style and divine powers of his magical artifacts, and only those that he refines himself will be most suitable for him to use.

  Even if it is a rare talent, it will take a hundred years of hard work to cultivate.

  Those who have refined their own magical artifacts can skip this step and use them to communicate with their heart's desire, putting them into practical use. Unlike the Qi Refiners of this world, who rely on luck to find suitable magical artifacts, those with good luck may find a treasure that suits them, while those with bad luck may not be able to use even if they find one.

  It's also necessary to consider whether to abandon one's own long-practiced skills in order to accommodate the new treasure, and start anew. The back-and-forth process is enough to make people hesitant, and even if they do manage to use the newly acquired treasure, it would be a case of "gaining nothing but loss".

  Xuan Kong was no longer constrained, he could freely refine the style he liked. However, in his mind, many divine artifacts were floating before his eyes, each with great divine power and law, making it difficult for him to choose for a while.

  There are also some magical artifacts that still require spiritual objects to match.

  For example, the Jiulong Shen Huo Zhao, the treasure itself is a pre-heavenly spiritual treasure, and after adding nine ancient poisonous dragon, it became the ultimate fame.

  For Xuan Kong, he just made a hood according to the memory in his mind. Which of the Taigu Poison Dragons dare to claim that they are imitating the Jiulong Shenhuo Hood? Not to mention the Taigu Poison Dragon, even the Taigu Haozi, Xuan Kong doesn't have them on hand now.

  The only spiritual object was the little yellow-haired green-beaked fox. Just as he thought of the little fox, he suddenly felt a soft and fluffy sensation under his feet, and his body was lifted up like a cloud. Xuan Kong furrowed his brow, stopped the circulation of Qi in his body, and slightly opened his eyes to look.

  It was indeed the little fox who lifted its own body and placed it on the bed in the carriage, slowly crawling up from the foot of the bed. It seemed to want to serve Xuan Kong as he lay on the bed, but was afraid of disturbing his meditation, so it kept circling around his feet inch by inch.

  "Damn it!" Xuan Kong cursed under his breath.

  Since this little fox had passed the Tribulation of Transformation under their protection, she had become inseparable from Xu Kong and his group. Try to drive her away, and she would gaze at you with watery eyes; ignore her, and she would dart forward with a flick of her leg, following closely behind the group once again.

  Xuán Kōng ordered Wang Qi to drive the little fox out of the team, but in the end it was always Wang Qi himself who got driven out. After several times, even Wang Qi didn't dare to manage her anymore.

  "Old Master called me?"

  A wisp of demonic energy burst out from the little fox's body, enveloping its entire form. When the energy dissipated, a stunningly beautiful naked girl stood before Xuan Kong. He had not expected that the little fox would transform into someone with such an ethereal appearance, and to his surprise, she looked almost identical to a friend he remembered from the past.

  Her face is beautifully delicate, with fair and tender skin that seems almost translucent. Her bright eyes sparkle like clear water, and her cherry lips are pursed in a subtle, endearing smile. Every frown and every smile is just like the person she saw in Beihai.

  Xuan Kong's expression was stunned for a moment, then recovered, and he said with a straight face: "Didn't I say not to transform into her appearance in front of me again?!"

  The little fox looked somewhat embarrassed and explained, "But that day, what I saw in your heart was this sister's appearance. You like this sister, don't you? If I transform into her appearance, you'll like me too, won't you?"

  Xuán Kōng's face turned somewhat embarrassed, with a kind of annoyed anger at being seen through.

  He didn't know how the little fox had dug up her appearance from his own memory, but he coldly looked at the little fox and said: "When did you invade my cognitive sea?" The little fox easily obtained a human body and was excited, not hiding it, saying:

  "That night, you and that old cow nose returned from the sky, I saw your face didn't look good, went to check at midnight and found out you were internally injured, it was me using Qingqiu Mountain's magic to make up for the damage on your primordial spirit that helped you."

  "Was it you who helped me?"

  Xuan Kong's face changed drastically. In legend, fox spirits indeed have the ability to enter dreams, and there is also a saying that the flower crown of the Fox Immortal can heal all injuries. That day, he had already injured his true yuan while fighting with Shen Hui Zhenren and Ci Hang Pu Du.

  With the help of Monitor True Person in the evening, I finally returned to the inn, and it was already a scene of exhaustion.

  His body's true yuan was indeed depleted, so much that he lost control of his own spiritual sea, and was unknowingly infiltrated by a small fox spirit that had yet to take shape in his dreams.

  It also indirectly shows how severe the internal injury of Xuan Kong was. Now that I think about it, such a severe internal injury seems unlikely to recover in just one night.

  Xuan Kong's face turned somewhat pale, and he trembled as he said: "That night, what did we do?"

  The little fox's sweet expression made Xuan Kong's face even more gloomy. She smiled shallowly and said, "That night was the same, I got you to lie down from the bed and serve me. Then, you lost consciousness, only the true yuan in your body was still circulating, and I lay in your arms..."

  The words that followed were almost inaudible to Xu Kong, who was like a primordial thunderclap exploding in his mind: "I'm done for! I, Xu Kong, have actually been turned around? By the little fox spirit?" He didn't rule out going to bed, what kind of situation hadn't he experienced when he was socializing with his seniors?

  But all of those were just a show, and not true. In those situations, Xuan Kong had absolute control.

  Who would have thought, in this world, just a short twenty years.

  Pitifully, the true Yang infant body that I had been cultivating and protecting with all my heart was ruined... Moreover, it was even more humiliating to be pushed back and broken by a little fox spirit while I was deeply sunk in meditation.

  Xuan Kong swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked dryly, "Then what? What happened to us then?"

  The little fox was a bit curious, she had said it all, wasn't it just sleeping in Xu Kong's arms for a while until being scared away by the Qianyuan divine thunder summoned by Xu Kong? Worried that Xu Kong hadn't heard clearly, the little fox said it again: "It's so warm and cozy in your arms!"

  Xuan Kong laughed dryly and said: "Never mind that, let's just skip to that night... did we or didn't we?"

  The little fox asked, "What's going on? That night, I was lying in your arms and you lost consciousness. Then I hid in your mind to help push the true yuan inside your body, circulating it through the meridians again and again until you regained a bit of consciousness and continued to push the true yuan yourself. Later, a loud thunderclap suddenly ejected me from your body."

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