Beast Taming and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Mountain Chasing

Chen Changqing accepted the jade bottle, deeply grateful, and quickly thanked him, saying, "Thank you so much, Senior Sun, for saving my life! I, Chen Changqing, will never forget this!"

Sun Dehai waved his hand, his tone indifferent: "It was nothing, no need to thank me."

The beast tamers and immortal masters surrounding Dayang County are the wealth of the three great immortal clans.

Every year, they pay a lot of taxes to the gods.

The celestial tax paid by beast tamers is much higher than that paid by ordinary people.

None of the three great immortal clans would stand idly by if their beast tamers were in danger.

"I will never forget Senior Sun's kindness, and I will definitely repay it if I have the opportunity in the future," Chen Changqing said respectfully again.

Sun Dehai said, "Quickly treat your injuries."

Sun Dehai had already realized that Chen Changqing did not have any spiritual roots.

Moreover, the black tiger is just an ordinary spirit beast, and the spiritual energy it feeds back can at most raise its master's cultivation level to the third level of Qi Refining.

With this little bit of strength, what can he possibly repay?

The black flames of the Creation Black Lotus burned fiercely in Chen Changqing's mind.

Ever since Chen Changqing was injured.

A gentle energy slowly circulated within his body, eventually converging at his wound.

It seemed to be slowly healing his injuries.

The same goes for Xiao Hei.

However, Chen Changqing and Xiao Hei were still seriously injured.

Chen Changqing opened the small bottle of hemostatic powder, poured out the pink powder, and carefully applied it to the wound on his chest.

As soon as the powder came into contact with the wound, a tearing, intense pain shot through it, but then a cooling sensation followed, and the burning pain was immediately relieved.

He then fumbled around and sprinkled some medicine powder onto the wound on the back of his thigh.

They tore off pieces of cloth from their bodies and used them to bandage the wounds on their chest and thighs.

He then poured the Qingling Powder into his mouth and swallowed it.

As soon as the powder entered his stomach, Chen Changqing felt a warm current flowing through his body. His previously rapid breathing gradually calmed down, and the pain in his body was relieved considerably.

With the combined effects of the warm current within his body and the hemostatic powder Qingling San, Chen Changqing's wounds healed faster.

Chen Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, feeling even more grateful to Sun Dehai.

"Little Black..." Chen Changqing turned to look at the little black tiger not far away, and saw that it was still lying on the ground, barely alive.

Chen Changqing struggled to his feet and staggered to the little black tiger's side.

Little Black Tiger's injuries were even more severe than Chen Changqing's. Several wounds on his body were so deep that bone was visible, and blood kept gushing out. His breath was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

If it weren't for the gentle energy emerging from the Black Lotus of Creation, which kept Little Black alive...

Little Black died long ago.

Sun Dehai glanced at the little black tiger and said calmly, "Your black tiger's injuries are too severe, damaging its bones and internal organs. Qingling Powder and Hemostatic Powder can only temporarily stop the bleeding; they cannot completely cure it."

If you want to save it, you need to take it back to Dayang County as soon as possible and find a professional veterinarian to treat it.

Upon hearing this, Chen Changqing's heart tightened, and he quickly asked, "Senior Sun, would you be so kind as to give me a ride? I'm willing to pay any price!"

"I led the Sun family's herb-gathering team into the depths of this Cloud Mist Mountain to gather spiritual herbs and plants. We've only just entered, and it will take several more days before we can return."

Sun Dehai shook his head, then pointed north: "If you walk two hundred meters north, you'll be out of the depths of Yunwu Mountain."

"Thank you, senior." Chen Changqing was a little disappointed, but still bowed respectfully and thanked him.

Chen Changqing carefully applied the remaining hemostatic powder to the little black tiger's wound.

Then she tore off her own clothes and used them to cover Xiao Hei's wounds.

Then he poured the remaining Qingling Powder into Xiao Hei's mouth.

"Waaah..."

At this moment, the weak little black tiger in Chen Changqing's arms suddenly turned its head and looked warily toward the north of Cloud Mist Mountain.

It means there's a situation.

Chen Changqing immediately became alert.

Sun Dehai smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, they are members of my Sun family's herb-gathering team."

Chen Changqing felt a sense of relief.

Sun Dehai looked the little black tiger in Chen Changqing's arms up and down, somewhat curious: "Your little black tiger has quite a strong sense of perception."

The members of Sun's herb-gathering team were all a hundred meters to the north, and their footsteps were very light.

Even at the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining, he could barely perceive the Dao.

"My little black tiger's senses are indeed quite impressive." Chen Changqing gently patted the little black tiger's head.

Sun Dehai looked at Chen Changqing: "You, a beast tamer who hasn't even reached the first level of Qi Refining, dare to venture deep into this Cloud Mist Mountain. You do have some guts."

"You rest for now, I'll deal with this little beast first."

"Hmm." Chen Changqing sat down next to the little black tiger, took out some dried meat and flatbread from the bundle on his back, ate a little, and recovered his strength.

The Mist Shadow Cat was tightly bound by golden chains, its eerie green eyes flashing with anger and resentment.

It struggled frantically, its sharp claws waving in the air, trying to tear the ropes binding it.

However, the rope was no ordinary object; no matter how much it struggled, the rope only tightened.

Golden runes shimmered on the rope, suppressing the demonic power of the Shadowless Cat.

"You beast." Sun Dehai sneered.

With a sudden swing of his longsword, a sharp sword aura shot straight towards the Mist Shadow Cat.

The sword energy, like a rainbow, carrying a chilling killing intent, instantly struck the Mist Shadow Cat.

The demonic armor on the Mist Shadow Cat was as fragile as paper, easily torn apart.

Sun Dehai struck the head of the Mist Shadow Cat with the flat of his longsword.

The Shadow Cat was stunned by the terrifying force.

It felt its head buzzing and saw stars everywhere.

The aura of the Shadow Cat instantly weakened, and its struggling strength also diminished considerably.

Sun Dehai suddenly pointed, and the golden rope tightened abruptly, binding the Mist Shadow Cat completely like a rice dumpling.

The Shadow Cat could no longer move, only able to let out low whimpers, its eyes filled with fear.

Sun Dehai beckoned, and the golden rope bound the Mist Shadow Cat, which flew over and floated in front of him.

Sun Dehai patted the small bag at his waist, and a large white jade bottle, half a meter tall, appeared.

Then, an arrow slashed open the neck of the Shadow Cat, and blood gushed out.

Sun Dehai used a large white jade bottle to catch the gushing blood.

"Meow—!" The Mist Shadow Cat let out a shrill, unpleasant scream as it struggled frantically.

As it struggled, the blood flowed faster and gushed out.

Soon, the bottle was filled to the brim with demon blood, and the Mist Shadow Demon Cat went limp, its breath weak and extremely feeble.

Sun Dehai cleaved open the head of the Mist Shadow Cat with a single sword strike, and dug out a crystal the size of an egg yolk.

It was the demon core of the Mist Shadow Demon Cat.

"Although this Shadow Cat is ferocious, its blood and core are rare treasures. We can exchange them for some spirit stones if we take them back," Sun Dehai said with a smile.

I hunted a Misty Shadow Cat as soon as I entered the Cloud Mist Mountain. I was lucky.

With a wave of his hand, Sun Dehai put the Fog Shadow Demon Cat Shuo into his storage bag.

The skin and meat of the Mist Shadow Cat are also valuable items.

Waste is unacceptable.

Chen Changqing was filled with emotion, overwhelmed by the Mist Shadow Cat that had caused their hunting team so many casualties and filled them with utter despair.