Beast Taming and Immortal Cultivation: Starting from Mountain Chasing

Zhao Qingtian took a sip of tea, looked at Zhao Jingming, and asked gently, "Jingming, what brings you here today?"

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Jingming told Zhao Qingtian the whole story of Yu Yao's disappearance.

Zhao Qingtian nodded: "Let's go, take me there to have a look."

Zhao Jingming looked at Zhao Qingtian: "Eighth Uncle, what about your health?"

Zhao Qingtian smiled and said, "Don't worry, before my soul dissipated, I was still a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining."

"Thank you for your help, Uncle Ba."

Zhao Jingming led Zhao Qingtian to the place with charred marks.

The Blood-Eyed Weasel on Zhao Qingtian's shoulder lightly jumped down and landed on the ground.

Wrinkling its nose, it sniffed gently.

"Squeak squeak squeak..."

The Blood-Eyed Demon Sable squeaked and raised its paws to indicate that Wang Yuyao's aura was nearby, a very faint aura of Wang Yuyao, as well as a very faint scent of the Crimson Flame Spirit Wolf.

Zhao Qingtian told Zhao Jingming what the Blood-Eyed Demon Sable had said.

"Whose scent is this?" Zhao Jingming asked excitedly.

"Squeak squeak squeak." The Blood-Eyed Weasel stared at Zhao Qingtian and gestured, meaning there was another familiar taste, the taste of Chen Changqing.

Blood-Eyed Sable accompanied Zhao Qingtian to Chen Changqing's apprenticeship banquet, and he knew Chen Changqing's taste.

Zhao Qingtian turned his head to look at Zhao Jingming: "Xiao Diao said he didn't smell any other scents, so the other party must have been very careful and didn't leave any scents."

"Damn it."

Zhao Jingming's face was extremely grim; Wang Yuyao had indeed been murdered.

How can this be explained to Wang Yunfeng of the Wang Clan? How can this be explained to the Wang Clan?

Zhao Qingtian looked at Zhao Jingming: "Are you thinking about how to explain this to the Wang Clan?"

Zhao Jingming paused for a moment, then bowed respectfully: "I hope you will teach me, Eighth Uncle."

Zhao Qingtian said calmly, "No need to explain. Just say they've mysteriously disappeared. Aren't there always people mysteriously disappearing lately?"

Speaking of mysterious disappearances, Zhao Jingming felt a headache coming on and respectfully asked, "Uncle Eight, at those disappearance scenes, was there absolutely no other smell?"

A hint of helplessness flashed in Zhao Qingtian's eyes, then he shook his head: "No, not at all. But I suspect it was Wang Pingfan's six-tailed spirit fox, who was a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the Wang Clan."

Zhao Jingming looked at Zhao Qingtian in disbelief: "Why? What good will this do for him?"

The six-tailed fox killed people, causing panic throughout Dayang County and reducing various outputs. How would they explain this to the Immortal Spirit Cave in the future?

Wang Pingfan is at the height of his power. Once Zhao Qiyuan grows old, he will surely become the local tyrant of Dayang County, ruling with absolute authority.

Allowing his contracted spirit beast to eat people would do him absolutely no good.

Zhao Qingtian said, "Wang Pingfan is a madman; he can't be viewed through the eyes of an ordinary person."

"Mm." Zhao Jingming nodded.

Zhao Qingtian patted Zhao Jingming on the shoulder: "As for the investigation, you can just go through the motions. Focus on your cultivation, that's the key. That madman Wang Pingfan won't lay a hand on the core members of our three major families. Once that madman has had his fill, everything will be fine."

Zhao Jingming remained silent, then looked up, his gaze fixed on Zhao Qingtian: "Eighth Uncle, are you sure it was Wang Pingfan who did it?"

Zhao Qingtian nodded: "Yes, that's right."

Zhao Jingming sighed, then left with Zhao Qingtian.

......

Two hours later, a dark figure appeared.

It was Zhao Qingtian who left two hours ago.

They scattered medicinal powder all around the area.

Then he quietly left.

.......

The following day, Wang Yunfeng also learned that his daughter Wang Yuyao and son Wang Yuyuan had gone missing.

He was furious.

He heard that the Zhao clan had led a group to Weizi Town to investigate, so he rushed there as well, but found nothing.

Wang Yunfeng stood on the deserted mountain road, his eyes filled with anger and grief.

"Who... dares to touch my children, Wang Yunfeng's children!" he roared through gritted teeth.

However, no matter how he investigated, he could not find any clues.

Chen Changqing had already returned to Sanhe Town with Little Black Tiger and continued to live a peaceful life.

The matter seemed to have simply ended there.

……

Next, news of Wang Yuyuan, Wang Yuyao, and several others going missing spread throughout Dayang County.

In just over ten days, seven more people have gone missing.

Moreover, members of the Wang family and Zhao Qiming's wife from the Zhao family were also missing.

This caused great fear among the public.

The Beast Taming Immortals at the fourth level of Qi Refining have all disappeared.

The wives of Zhao Jingming of the Zhao Clan have all disappeared.

Who did it?

……

During this period, Chen Changqing continued his training as usual.

Draw amulets and fireball talismans every day.

Body training and archery practice.

One day, during training, Xiao Hei suddenly warned him.

They said that an extremely dangerous creature was watching them, and that the creature was roughly at the peak of the Lesser Demon realm.

This made Chen Changqing's heart pound.

Clutching the amulet in his hand, he took Xiao Hei and hid in Dayang County.

But Xiao Hei still told him.

There are extremely dangerous creatures watching them.

Just a few days later, Chen Changqing began traveling around Dayang County.

Xiao Hei still insisted that an extremely dangerous creature was watching them.

After thinking it over, Chen Changqing returned to Sanhe Town.

That's someone with peak cultivation as a minor demon.

If the other party had made a move, he would have had no chance to get to Dayang County.

After returning to Sanhe Town, Chen Changqing continued his training.

Xiao Hei told Chen Changqing that the extremely dangerous creature was appearing less frequently.

.....

More than ten days later, in the evening, Chen Changqing and Xiao Hei finished their training and returned to the courtyard.

After dinner, just as I was about to draw a talisman, I heard someone knocking on the door.

Upon opening the courtyard gate, a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe stood at the entrance. He was tall and upright, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and thick, black hair, but his eyes were dim and his face exuded a somber air of age.

His black robe was embroidered with gold patterns, and a wide belt was tied around his waist. A jade pendant hung from the belt, but the surface of the jade pendant had some cracks, as if it would shatter at any moment.

His fingers were long and strong, with distinct knuckles. On his right thumb was a black jade thumb ring, on which was carved a coiled dragon. A blood-red gemstone was inlaid in the dragon's eye, emitting a faint light, but the light seemed somewhat weak, as if it might go out at any moment.

This person is none other than Zhao Qingtian, the former head of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Zhao Clan.

On Zhao Qingtian's shoulder sat a spirit beast the size of a kitten, its body covered in blood-red fur, which faintly shimmered with a blood-red luster, as if it had been soaked in blood.

Its eyes were blood-red, and its claws were as sharp as knives, each claw gleaming with a cold light, as if it could easily tear through steel.

The little beast's tail swayed slowly, with a ball of blood-red flame at the tip.

This small beast, about the size of a kitten, is Zhao Qingtian's contracted spirit beast—the Blood-Eyed Demon Sable.

Chen Changqing stared at the newcomer, somewhat bewildered.

He recognized the man; he was one of the two Qi Refining Level 9 experts from his apprenticeship ceremony, his master's older brother, Zhao Qingtian.

Just a few months ago, at his apprenticeship ceremony, Zhao Qingtian was radiant, full of energy, and his eyes were sharp as blades.

So many people stepped forward to offer toasts and flatter him, what a dashing and unrestrained scene!

How come you've lost all your energy after just a few months? Your eyes are dull, your face is tired, and you look like you're about to die.