Chapter 4 A Little Fox

Returning to the room, Han Feng lit the candle and looked at his hands, only to find that there was not even a trace of blood on them.

He picked up the ice dagger again and looked at it, but there was no blood.

Out of curiosity, Han Feng took the lamp and went outside to check the ground where Boss Ma had just died. He was surprised to find that there was no bloodstain.

He had originally planned to get some soil to pad the bloodstains, but now it seems that this is not necessary.

After returning to the house, he thought about it and felt that it must be the icy power in the ice dagger that froze the blood in the wound when it pierced into Boss Ma's body, preventing fresh blood from flowing out.

It seems that this dagger is very good. At least it can kill people without leaving any blood.

Han Feng put down the oil lamp, lay down on the bed, and began to think.

Because he had just used up some spiritual energy to kill Boss Ma, Han Feng now felt that he could absorb spiritual energy from the outside world to fill the gap that had just been consumed.

He was thinking while absorbing spiritual energy. At the moment, because of Jiang Surou's matter, he had completely offended Ye Longyuan.

Ye Longyuan is not scary, he is just a small cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training, but the family behind him is very big and there are powerful Jindan masters.

Ye Longyuan has already asked Boss Ma to take action. Since Boss Ma failed to kill him, he will definitely ask other people to cause trouble for him in the future.

Han Feng is now facing a crisis.

but……

What else can he do?

effort?

Stop joking. No matter how hard he tries, he can’t break through. Unless Jiang Surou breaks through, he can’t break through either.

Help Jiang Surou break through? Forget it, he is so poor that he only has a dagger left, what can he do to help?

so……

Then lie down, grow some flowers, bask in the sun, and enjoy your little life.

Han Feng was lying flat on his back, but he was still thinking.

Now that Boss Ma is dead, what if someone really comes looking for him? Although the body has been buried, it is said that a strong person who has built a foundation can scan with his spiritual sense and can see within a radius of several hundred meters in the sky and underground.

Buried in his own herb garden, even a fool could guess that he had committed murder. It seems that he still needs to deal with it. He should dig it out and throw it farther away.

As for whether Ye Longyuan would take the opportunity to complain and say that Han Feng killed him, you are kidding. How did you, Ye Longyuan, know that Boss Ma wanted to kill Han Feng, and then was killed by Han Feng? Did you instigate it? Don't say anything without evidence.

Do you really think that the sect's law enforcement elders are just here to do nothing?

Han Feng stood up, put on his shoes, took the catwalk and lampstand and walked outside.

After going out, he turned and came to the side of the herb garden. Under the moonlight, Han Feng stood there in a daze.

I saw a pit on the ground, and there was a faint rustling sound coming from the pit.

Was it discovered so quickly?

Han Feng took the iron sledgehammer and tiptoed over. He looked down into the pit and the scene before him horrified him.

I saw a white unknown animal squatting on Ma Lao Da, busying itself with its head down.

What kind of animal is this? It’s eating a corpse?

Han Feng looked for a while before realizing that it was a little white fox. It was not eating the corpse, but absorbing the remaining spiritual energy in the corpse.

After a while, the little fox absorbed all the spiritual energy, raised its little face, and burped.

The man and the fox looked at each other. The little fox was frightened and its fur immediately stood on end.

It raised its head, bared its fangs, and stared at Han Feng fiercely with a green light flashing in its eyes.

At the same time, above the big pit, in the air, a huge blurry figure appeared faintly. The shadow was as big as a hill and looked like a fox. Its eyes were blood red and brutal. Its pupils were like the starry sky with a vast sea of stars. Nine huge fox tails were swaying gently behind it, as if containing the energy to destroy the world.

Unfortunately, Han Feng was lowering his head at the time and did not see the scene above his head. The shadow disappeared half a second after it appeared.

Surprisingly, with such a large shadow and such terrifying power, no strong man in the entire Yin Yang Sect noticed it.

"Are you... a spirit beast that escaped from Spirit Beast Peak?"

Han Feng asked curiously.

"No, I'm wild."

Seeing that Han Feng showed no hostility, the little fox put away his vicious expression and answered seriously.

"So what are you doing here?"

"I'm hungry."

The little fox jumped out of the pit, squatted on the edge of the mud, and looked at Han Feng with its big round eyes blinking.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

The man and the fox asked at the same time.

"Why should I be afraid of you?"

Han Feng asked curiously.

"I am a talking spirit beast."

"So... so what?"

Han Feng, the menial disciple, didn't know what it meant for the spirit beast to be able to speak.

Han Feng asked again,

"Then why aren't you afraid of me? I have an iron hammer in my hand, and I can kill you with one blow."

"You have no murderous intent or ill will towards me. I can sense threats and ill will from others. The higher the malice, the more sensitive I am. But you don't have that.

When other humans see me, they want to kill me and eat my meat, or capture me and sign a master-servant contract, but you don’t, so I’m not afraid of you.”

The little fox's voice was as soft and gentle as a child's.

Han Feng laughed when he heard this.

"You're quite interesting. Are you full?"

"No."

"I saw you were eating spiritual energy just now. Do you feed on spiritual energy?"

"Yes, but absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is very slow, so I came here to absorb the corpses of the newly dead."

Seeing that the little fox looked a bit pitiful, Han Feng took out one of his own spirit stones and handed it to the little fox.

Seeing this, the little fox hurriedly took it, opened his little mouth, chewed it into pieces and swallowed it into his stomach.

This scene made Han Feng dumbfounded.

This is a spiritual stone, something that is harder than spiritual weapons. It is said that even an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage cannot easily destroy it.

The little fox just chewed it up like that? Are his teeth that good?

"are you full?"

"No, can you give me another one?"

Han Feng took out another spirit stone and handed it to the little fox.

He got twenty spirit stones today, but they were of little use to him.

The little fox took the spirit stone, but did not eat it. Instead, it put it behind it and then burped.

It looked at Han Feng's suspicious eyes, then turned its head away guiltily and explained,

"I'm afraid if I get hungry again you won't give me any."

Han Feng didn't say much. He was nice to this little fox just because he felt a liking for it.

He looked down at the bodies in the pit, sighed, and said,

"You are having fun eating and carrying things at the same time, but what about my body? You dug it up and it's all bloody. If you carry it along, I'm afraid there will be blood all over the ground."

The little fox looked at the corpse, then at Han Feng. After hesitating for a moment, he took a deep breath with great effort and then exhaled a stream of white air.

The white gas came onto the corpse, and the corpse melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, finally turning into a small red ball.

The little fox jumped into the pit, picked up the ball and handed it to Han Feng.

"This is the essence of this person's blood and energy. Eat it. It will help your cultivation."

Han Feng took the ball, and he felt sick to his stomach when he thought that it was filled with Boss Ma's flesh and blood.

Moreover, he didn't have the physique to practice cultivation, so it was useless to eat it, so he just threw it on the ground.

The small ball rolled under a medicinal herb, and then turned into bits of energy and was absorbed by the herb.

Han Feng didn't see it.

He picked up the iron shovel, filled the hole again, and replanted the herbs.

Now, no one can find out.

After doing all this, Han Feng took the catalpa and walked back. The little fox said,

"Okay, now that the trouble is solved, let's go and rest."