"Even though I, Ansheng, don't know what you are, the battering ram in my hand can dispel all illusions in the world!"
Master Fuli waved the green tree in his hand, and with a sharp whistling sound through the air, leaves fell from the crown as its claws clutched the trunk, pointing straight at the severely injured woman.
"Come over here, let me make some garlic sauce for you!"
Master Fuli mimicked the way of wielding a spear, grasping the trunk with one hand, charging like a speeding train, aiming the bizarre spirit beast's head.
That thing was definitely a spirit beast.
But what exactly it was, and why it could transform into an injured woman, Ansheng didn't know, but he believed in his Fuli power to give him an answer.
"!?"
The injured woman's eyes widened and she quickly got up. Her broken leg, which had previously been bent at ninety degrees, floated along the river current and suddenly became agile. She rolled swiftly to the side, dodging the oncoming green tree.
"Hah—"
Master Fuli flipped his wrist, swinging the green tree directly onto the injured woman. The tree, weighing nearly a thousand pounds with its sand-laden dirt, descended like a great club, causing the soft sand-constructed riverbank to collapse with a roar.
In Master Fuli's hands, the tree trunk resembled a supreme blade, slicing a corner off the riverbank.
"Ying—"
And from the groove cleaved by the green tree came a sudden cry of a fox.
The feminine fox's plaintive cry of pain just reached Master Fuli's ears as a fox with white hair and tender pink pads stuck its paw out from under the trunk.
A female fox, covered in mud and with a short round snout, poked its head out from under the trunk, looking at Master Fuli with a terrified expression while letting out a low whimper.
The female fox appeared pitiful and enchanting, trapped under the heavy pressure of the trunk, barely alive.
"What kind of fox do you take me for? Come back as a black-haired, long-straight fox lady with a 36D figure, long legs, and a fluffy tail and talk to me then!"
Master Fuli's expression didn't change, and with a cold sneer, he lifted the trunk he had just pressed down and struck the charming little vixen three more times.
"Foxes dig dens uphill, to facilitate rain drainage. What fox would want to live here on this wet sandy riverbank? Are you scamming me here!"
"Foxes will live in fixed dens only when raising pups, otherwise they prefer to wander or live with badger buddies!"
It's possible for a fox to build a den by the riverbank, but digging a den in moist soil risks a collapse. Aren't foxes worried about cave-ins in their newly built dens?
"Zing—"
The moment the cunning transformation was exposed, the entire little female fox was flattened by Master Fuli's great club.
The deflating fox suddenly underwent a violent transformation. Starting from the snout, it became sharp, and a pink umbilical cord hidden at the river's bottom was exposed in the process.
In an instant, the little female fox turned into a knife, gleaming with cold light, and under the manipulation of the pink umbilical cord, the blade swung upward, slashing the trunk in two.
The pink umbilical cord strained, and the eyeball on the knife handle rotated to lock onto Master Fuli, the sharp blade aimed directly for his face.
"Clang—"
Master Fuli raised his arm, and the fox's claw and the sharp long knife brushed against each other with a crisp clashing sound.
The pink umbilical cord whipped and tightened in the air, the straight blade twisting into a sickle, trying to drag Master Fuli into the water.
"Rise!"
Master Fuli's hand transformed, claw becoming a palm, and with a barehanded grip on the white blade, he spun his form, pulling the spiritual beast hidden at the riverbed's base up onto the riverbank.
Master Fuli's physical limits were unknown even to himself.
The express train might not stop him, but even at full speed, that train probably couldn't kill Master Fuli.
"Splat—"
With an eruption of mountain-moving force, the pink umbilical cord couldn't withstand the power shift and snapped under the strain between Master Fuli and his own weight.
And what Master Fuli dragged out from the riverbed crashed heavily to the ground, flinging up a shower of water but continuing to roll rapidly across the grass, like a wheel, bounding three miles before hitting a county road.
It was an oval-shaped river clam, over two meters tall and a meter wide.
Its shell bore rings akin to tree rings that gleamed with a rainbow sheen under the moonlight, with symmetrical round holes on both sides from which fleshy protrusions emerged.
The umbilical cord Master Fuli had just snapped came from those symmetrical shell holes.
"A river clam?"
Seeing the body's true form, Master Fuli's expression froze with a hint of surprise, not expecting the ever-changing, strange creature's original form to be a river clam.
"Speaking of river clams....."
"I'll whack out pearls from you!"
Seeing no response from the wish list, Master Fuli's face darkened, his stature gradually increasing and transforming into a fox beastman shape. He stepped forward, instantly becoming a white flash, delivering a full-force soccer kick.
Under the tremendous impact of mountain-collapsing force, the colorful river clam didn't even have a chance to react.
The clam's shell twisted into an arrow shape, shooting across the nighttime grassland county road, spiraling and crashing into the woods, carving a groove as if a meteor had struck and dragged it forth.
Master Fuli landed, locking onto the clam's fall point, charging like a high-speed train at full throttle towards the clam.
One thousand two hundred meters....
Five hundred meters....
One hundred meters!
Master Fuli's form spun in mid-air, with one foot planted on the ground, the other foot forward, using his rear heel as the axe's blade end, to stomp on the clam.
"Ying—"
Just as the shadow of death loomed, the colorful river clam's surroundings suddenly erupted with a fox's yelp.
A pink tentacle extended out, with a rounded bead on its tip, quickly expanding, taking a human form within a fraction of a second, instantly bursting into dazzling colors.
The black long-haired fox-eared lady, clad in a bikini, clung firmly to the shattered clam shell, emitting a fox's cry.
Bro!
I was wrong!
I don't even know what I did wrong, but I was wrong, from now on, you're the boss of this river!
[Master Fuli, upon arriving in the Northern Lands, hears rumors of Water Monkeys at Tengger Lake and eyewitnesses observing Water Monkeys feeding. Deeply feeling that the Water Monkey spirit beast is detrimental to Northern tourism, Master Fuli, despite days of fatigue, rushed overnight, gripping the neck of the "Colorful Beautiful Clam," saving the people from fire and water, nipping the greatest danger on the water in the bud.]
[Wish Power +3]
The Colorful Beautiful Clam is a type of river clam, which is a filter-feeding organism.
But merely filtering food from the water can't satisfy the spiritualized clam's appetite, which, under the catalysis of Spiritual Particles, specializes in producing a predatory clam pearl.
The colorful river clam can emulate the features of nearby creatures, prompting the clam pearl to mimic and lure prey into its mouth.
Though it bears no subjective malice.
Its existence is a major calamity for upstream tourism areas and operators.
"Phew—"
A fierce gale swept through, Master Fuli maintaining his single-foot stomping stance, halted.
The black long-haired fox lady lying on the clam bashfully reached out to tap Master Fuli's raised foot, as if to say: [Bro.....please put your foot down, there's nothing that can't be discussed.]
Seeing Master Fuli lower his foot.
The black long-haired, 36D fox lady, with long legs and a slim waist, pretended to be and pulled out a few light blue transparent pearls from the cracked clam shell.
The fair-skinned black long-haired fox lady turned, raised her arms, and offered the pearls to Master Fuli.
"I...."
"Fear you, but not to death....."
"I'll listen to you, purity beyond reproach..."