Chapter 036: The Little Beast

  Yang Tian's departure went unnoticed by most. The young man wrapped the broken sword in black cloth and slung it over his back. Under the respectful gazes of the guards at the city gate, he gradually disappeared beyond the entrance of Qing Stone Town.

  The Martial Dao Mountain was tens of thousands of miles away from Kuangyun City. Even with Yang Tian's speed, it would take him over a month to reach it. With three months left before the Martial Dao Mountain opened, Yang Tian had plenty of time and began his journey of rigorous training.

  As night fell, a figure moved through the dense forests of a towering mountain range. Ten days had passed, but Yang Tian had only traveled a hundred miles, choosing to traverse a vast stretch of mountains.

  "Thud... thud..."

  With each step Yang Tian took, the ground beneath him trembled slightly, causing tiny clumps of dirt to bounce as if dancing. The footprints he left behind were three inches deep.

  This was the result of Yang Tian's intense control over his body. Over the past few days, he had noticed something strange—the broken sword on his back seemed to be increasing in weight! Although he hadn't confirmed it, he could clearly feel his physical strength improving.

  Bang!

  Yang Tian tossed the broken sword to the ground, creating a deep trench as the blade sank into the soil. Gasping for breath, he lay on the ground, staring at the full moon surrounded by stars. He exhaled deeply.

  After resting for half an hour, Yang Tian got up, feeling a pang of hunger. After walking all day, his stomach was empty. He quickly dashed into the forest.

  Before long, he returned with two wild rabbits.

  The night was enchanting, with countless stars twinkling in the sky. The moonlight bathed the mountain range in a silvery glow, creating a serene and peaceful atmosphere.

  A campfire crackled, filling the air with the aroma of roasting meat. The rabbits, now golden brown, sizzled over the flames, their savory scent wafting through the air.

  "Thud... thud..."

  Just as Yang Tian was about to take a bite, a faint sound of footsteps reached his ears. He frowned slightly, his sharp gaze darting toward the source of the noise. To his right, a small beast resembling a puppy appeared. It was snow-white, no more than a foot long, with pointed ears and four fluffy legs. Its nose was the size of a thumb, and its eyes, like black gemstones, gleamed in the darkness.

  "What kind of beast is this?" Yang Tian thought, noticing how adorable it looked. However, the little creature's attention was fixed on the food in his hands, its mouth watering slightly. Yang Tian pretended not to notice and continued eating the rabbit's leg.

  Seeing this, the little beast blinked its big black eyes, a drop of drool falling from its mouth. Its front paws lifted slightly off the ground, and a pitiful expression filled its eyes.

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  "It's drooling..." Yang Tian couldn't help but chuckle at the little beast's eager expression. He made an even louder chewing sound.

  "Crunch, crunch!"

  Yang Tian quickly devoured one of the rabbit's legs and was about to start on the second when...

  "Awoo!" With a sudden cry, the little beast leaped into the air. In a flash, the other rabbit leg vanished from Yang Tian's hands.

  "So fast!" Yang Tian was stunned. He stared at the empty spot where the leg had been, his eyes darting around, but the little beast had already disappeared.

  "What kind of beast is this? How can it be so fast?" Yang Tian muttered in amazement. Despite his sharp eyes, he hadn't even seen how the little creature had snatched the meat.

  "Crunch, crunch."

  As Yang Tian continued eating, his eyes kept scanning the surroundings. After about half a cup of tea's time, the little white beast reappeared.

  "Let's see where you run off to this time," Yang Tian thought, taking a big bite of his food while pretending not to notice the little creature.

  Whoosh!

  A sharp sound cut through the air. Yang Tian spun around, his hand shooting forward to grab the little beast, but all he caught was a white blur as it darted into the nearby trees.

  Without hesitation, Yang Tian leaped forward, his speed increasing as he chased after the little creature.

  Through the endless forest, Yang Tian raced forward. After running several miles, the white figure vanished without a trace, leaving him in complete darkness.

  "That little thing's speed is probably on par with a Warrior Realm expert," Yang Tian muttered, his throat dry. The little beast's speed was astonishing for something with no cultivation. It must be a rare species in the cultivation world.

  After checking his surroundings, Yang Tian headed back. When he was about a hundred feet away, he froze, staring at the campfire. The little white beast was there, happily tearing into the rabbit.

  "What a cunning little thing. It actually tricked me," Yang Tian couldn't help but laugh. The little beast, despite having no cultivation, had shown remarkable intelligence. This sparked an idea in Yang Tian's mind.

  He began to move closer, careful not to make a sound. When he was about ten feet away, he crouched low, his eyes fixed on the little beast.

  Whoosh! With a sudden burst of speed, Yang Tian lunged forward like an arrow.

  "Awoo!" The little beast was startled, its fur standing on end. Its big eyes flashed with panic, but it was just as quick, darting away like an arrow.

  Whoosh, whoosh! The two figures raced through the forest. Before long, Yang Tian returned, dejected, his face dark as he stared at the pile of bones. The little beast had eaten every last bit of meat.

  "Sigh." Yang Tian sighed and shook his head, his earlier idea completely dashed. He found a quiet spot and sat down cross-legged.

  Inside the Ancestral Dragon Ring.

  The space inside had now expanded to forty feet. About two hundred spirit herbs were planted in the front, and the Zhu Fruit tree was laden with century-old fruits. Yang Tian hadn't picked them yet, waiting for them to mature further.

  Next to the Zhu Fruit tree, a small sapling absorbed spiritual energy at an astonishing rate. However, treasures like the Fire Dragon Divine Fruit didn't grow overnight. The one Yang Tian had consumed had taken countless years to form.

  Beside him was a small pile of blood stones, the reward for winning first place in the martial arts tournament. Now, he was one of the wealthiest people in Kuangyun City.

  Yang Tian reached out and took out a mid-grade blood pill from the tournament. The energy inside was dense, and the pill's surface was covered in intricate patterns.

  The higher the grade of the pill, the more patterns it had. It was said that some sixth-grade pills required the engraving of divine patterns, a skill only the most advanced alchemists could master. Ordinary alchemists had no chance of learning such techniques.

  Just as Yang Tian entered a meditative state, a small white figure appeared nearby. The little beast tiptoed closer, its big eyes fixed on the pile of bones. Drool dripped from its mouth once more.

  Its curled tail wagged nervously, betraying its inner tension. It stared at the bones, hesitant to make a move.