Chapter 925: Chapter 230: The White Tiger Family [Ten Thousand Words]
Then continue operating, as nature’s spiritual energy keeps infusing, transforming...
Little Tiger no longer rolls around, quietly lying on Fang Che’s chest, while Little Bear sits down on Fang Che’s crossed legs.
Both little ones close their eyes quietly, exceedingly well-behaved.
Time passes little by little.
Yan Beihan doesn’t know when he stopped practicing, standing under a big tree, seriously watching Fang Che.
In her eyes, there is infinite caution.
She is now fully certain: all these unbelievable things are due to Fang Che’s cultivation technique.
For these spiritual beasts and demon beasts, it holds a deadly attraction.
The higher the level of spiritual beasts, the more apparent the sensation.
Whereas her or others’ cultivation techniques, do not possess this attraction.
Yan Beihan shows an investigative look: where did Fang Che’s cultivation technique come from?
She ponders it, unable to help recalling a past event her grandfather once mentioned.
"Back then... there was once an existence like the Beast Taming Sect... able to enslave and drive demon beasts... Later, Demon Saint broke through and wiped out the Beast Taming Sect; even all cultivation technique inheritance was destroyed..."
Yan Beihan furrows her brow, pondering: "Could it be that the cultivation technique Fang Che is practicing... is the long-lost Beast Taming Sect’s technique? Otherwise, how to explain this?"
But regardless, Yan Beihan now has some peace of mind.
Since Fang Che has this ability, then, more assurance to get through the crisis here.
It all relies on him.
Yan Beihan racked her brain thinking, but the memories are too blurry, if not for ’able to command demon beasts’ being such a fun concept leaving her with some impression, she might not have remembered at all.
"Check thoroughly once out."
Yan Beihan furrows her brow: "Remember someone said that the latter stages of Beast Taming Sect’s cultivation technique progression weren’t very promising, whether to remind Yemo to switch cultivation technique when the time comes?"
When Fang Che finally finished his work, the two little guys fell into a deep sleep.
One black, one white, their fur crystal clear.
Yan Beihan subtly asks: "No wonder these little guys like you so much, you practice, is it the lost Beast Taming Sect’s cultivation technique?"
"Huh?"
Fang Che feels a bit confused.
"You don’t know?"
"No, when I was young, this was the only cultivation technique at home. I don’t know where it came from." Fang Che makes a ’very genuine’ expression.
"I think you don’t know either."
Yan Beihan chuckles: "Otherwise, why my natural closeness with spiritual beasts isn’t even better than yours, it’s strange."
"Ah yes, yes, you are right."
Fang Che nods repeatedly.
Yan Beihan smiles proudly, thinking to herself, fortunate I held back, if now saying to get him a new cultivation technique in the future, this smart guy immediately knows I figured out his identity...
Later when going out, then give it to Yemo.
Playing with the Communication Jade for a bit, communicating with the Five Spirits Gu.
Yan Beihan reluctantly gives up.
Inside this Yin Yang Realm, the Communication Jade is just a useless stone. Even Five Spirits Gu seems to have disappeared.
Not long after, Little Bear wakes up, shakes its body, drops a layer of fine black fur, starts crying softly wanting fish to eat.
Soon after, Little Tiger wakes up too, shakes its body, drops a layer of baby fur, starts crying softly wanting milk to drink.
Yan Beihan takes out fish, Little Bear eats joyfully.
But Little Tiger bites a long time without conquering it, softly crying starts to act spoiled, eyes pitifully watching Yan Beihan’s chest, then with all four paws clawing onto Yan Beihan’s skirt struggling to climb up.
Very persistent.
Yan Beihan is dumbfounded; quickly taking Little Tiger down from herself.
That thing, how could I have it?
Fang Che laughs aside.
Little Tiger cries aggrievedly, why not give me milk? You obviously have it!
Thus circling Yan Beihan repeatedly.
"Soft cries, howls..."
Hungry! Hungry...
Yan Beihan is overwhelmed: "Hurry up and think of a way."
Fang Che holds back laughter, converses with Little Bear for a few words.
Little Bear doesn’t understand either, but Little Bear knows Little White Tiger’s problem, so it waddles over in front of Little White Tiger, roaring and gesturing.
Little White Tiger’s ears twitched, eyes filled with innocent stupidity: "Soft cries??"
Little Bear gestures animatedly, even standing upright, a small paw pointing towards the deep forest, calling twice.
The meaning is clear: you want to nurse, go back and find your mom.
The ones here... belong to others.
Little White Tiger turns its head cluelessly, then turns looking at Yan Beihan’s chest, moans twice: Can’t I eat?
"Howls..." Little Bear shakes its head: You can’t eat!
Little White Tiger tilts its head, ears twitching, eyes show strong dissatisfaction, moans twice: Pettiness.
Obviously so big, what’s wrong with eating a bit?
But seeing Yan Beihan firmly not giving, Little White Tiger has no choice but to moan discontentedly, turning with tail dragging back.
Reaching the grass edge, it turns to moan at Little Bear twice.
Don’t run far; I’ll come back and play after eating.
Little Bear: Howls...
Under Fang Che and Yan Beihan’s dumbfounded gaze, Little White Tiger wags its tail, moans once, body flashes white, with a swoosh, in an instant it disappeared.
Fang Che: "..."
Yan Beihan: "..."
The two gaze at each other, seeing the intense shock in the other’s eyes.
So fast?
But they both understand.
As Little White Tiger went, the decisive moment of fate finally arrived!
...
Deep in the mountains.
Halfway up the mountain.
Faintly flashing white radiance.
Little White Tiger appears like a stream of light at the place of white radiance, little paw human-like presses on a protruding stone by the side.
