Chapter 35: Shattered Dream Fist

“Master Fuli…”

Old Chen, who was about to call the police, suddenly felt Master Fuli place his hand over his own. Just as a flicker of doubt arose in his heart and he was about to ask a question, Old Chen looked up and was met with a sight that chilled him to the bone.

A wild boar with a tuft of blue hair atop its head snorted twice, its eyes glowing blood-red, and charged straight down the slope.

For some reason, Old Chen felt an intensely human-like hostility and murderous intent in the boar’s gaze—it truly wanted to kill!

“Ying!”

Seeing Old Chen frozen, Ansheng frowned and swiftly pushed him into the bushes beside the tea trees, softly signaling him to watch his safety while she herself had no time to spare.

That strange wild boar…

Clearly regarded both her and Old Chen as intruders trespassing into its territory.

Although Ansheng didn’t understand why a wild boar would see a lone fox as an invader and attack with such ferocity, she didn’t care. Her mission was to drive away the boars that were destroying the crops.

“Ying!”

Ansheng’s eyes sharpened, muscles tensed, and her hidden second tail emerged.

“Rumble—”

The nearly one-ton wild boar’s charge shook the earth and mountains. Along the way, tea trees and irrigation pipes were utterly destroyed. Its two curved tusks gleamed like crescent moons, and its rampage resembled that of ancient heavy cavalry fearlessly charging across a plain.

Dust and mist from broken pipes billowed around the mammoth-like boar as it barreled toward Ansheng, branches and earth flying in its wake.

Its tusks struck the stone steps, even uprooting them as it charged low.

Ansheng’s initial thought was to avoid a frontal clash and instead attack from the side to topple the boar.

But in a flash of insight, a resolute thought rose in her mind.

I can do this!

Do what?

Before she could ponder further, the little fox instinctively stood upright and stepped forward, placing her paw directly in the path of the blue-haired boar’s charge.

Her two fluffy tails braced against the stone steps behind her, and with her standing legs, they formed a solid triangular support.

“Bang—”

Ansheng stomped down. Despite her small frame, she disregarded the threat of the boar’s deadly tusks and struck its snout with all her might, forcing it to halt abruptly.

Dust rose in the instant of their collision.

“Shhh—”

The giant boar slammed as if into a wall; its front half stopped moving, but its hind legs kept running, causing its four-meter body to crumple into a heap.

The boar let out a miserable howl, collapsing onto the bushes and tea trees nearby. Blood sprayed from its nostrils, its eyes rolled back, and its limbs twitched slightly.

The little fox staggered back more than half a meter, her tail, which had been bracing against the rock, pressed deep into the mountain soil by the impact.

“Am I… really this fierce?”

Ansheng’s small face showed astonishment at having stopped the boar’s charge with a single kick.

That sudden stroke of insight was not unfamiliar to her—it was a predator’s instinct.

In the past, when hunting mice in the forest, she often experienced such premonitions, instinctively moving in the direction her intuition indicated, predicting the escape routes of mountain or bamboo rats, and feasting heartily.

As the boar exuded a murderous aura and charged like heavy cavalry, a premonition arose in Ansheng’s heart that the boar posed no real threat to her, and she need not fear its disrespect.

When that flash of insight struck, Ansheng instinctively acted according to her hunting logic.

She stepped out boldly, stopping the charge with a single kick.

“If I’m already this fierce…”

“Does that mean I no longer need to look left and right before crossing the street? Anyone who accidentally bumps into me…”

“…will have to pay for a pedestrian protection system worth thousands! My insurance premiums will skyrocket next year!”

After halting the boar’s charge, this mischievous thought suddenly popped into Ansheng’s mind.

In the future, she’d be the one getting hit by cars on the street, while A-Qing would handle pulling out her national ID and QR code to confront the offenders.

“Choose: three years or thirty thousand. Which would you prefer?”

A few hours of effort could equal years of struggle!

“No, no… if I do that, I’ll probably end up in a zoo dormitory.”

Ansheng shook her head, banishing those silly thoughts.

In her past life as a human, she might not have been very serious—often, after drinking, lighters would mysteriously appear in her pockets, or magnets would cling to her pens in the office.

But as the fox Ansheng, if she could get by on cuteness and antics alone, she would never bother with a job.

“Hmph—”

Despite lying on the mountain ground, the mammoth-like boar still snorted and wheezed, suffering only a concussion and no serious injury.

Old Chen stood dumbfounded, staring at the fallen boar nearby and then at Master Fuli, the two-tailed fox who had kicked it down.

Without realizing it, Old Chen instinctively raised his phone, intending to take a photo of Master Fuli as his new wallpaper.

It even had a second tail…

This was the genuine Master Fuli!

If everyone gathered to eat at the ancestral hall during the festival and Master Fuli was present, he would be the first to offer incense and eat.

“Ying?”

Ansheng, two tails braced on the ground, stood up and frowned at Old Chen, softly chiding him.

“No! Absolutely no sneaky photos!” Old Chen jumped as if he had been stepped on, hastily waving his hands and lowering the phone, sweat pouring down his face.

Taking a photo of Master Fuli? Such disrespect to a spirit master! What was he thinking?

“Ying ying—”

Ansheng waved him over for help, then scanned the mountain stream. Two large sows and several piglets quickly fled back into the forest, heading to other wild hills, unwilling to linger.

“What’s wrong with Master Fuli?”

Following Ansheng’s directions, Old Chen circled behind the massive boar weighing over a thousand pounds.

“Ying!”

Ansheng pointed at the boar’s tail, signaling Old Chen to lift it.

“Ying!”

Ansheng’s expression hardened, and with a fierce bark like thunder, she struck with the tenacity of a fox determined to defend its territory.

“You brat! Uphill mountain, downhill road, and Skinny Dog Ravine are all your grandpa Fox’s turf! Don’t think you can roam with your harem here just because you’re clad in black!”

The two boar’s tusks, each as large as Old Chen’s head, were struck by a jumping little fox’s heavy punch.

The unchecked lust and aggression of beasts often bring disaster, and the most scientific cure is permanent removal!

“Smack—”

With Ansheng’s punch, both Old Chen and Ansheng twitched at the corners of their eyes and simultaneously gasped.

“Wooo—”

The blue-haired boar’s agonized howl echoed through the mountains like a demon rising from the abyss, wailing in pain.

Ansheng’s permanent remedy had shattered the boar’s harem dreams, destroyed its ambitions of dominance, and even crushed the dignity of the boar king.

“…”

Ansheng and Old Chen stared at the rolling boar, instinctively clutching their groins as the sound of a fallen lantern echoed faintly in their minds.