Eternal Beast Taming Family

Chu Shenghan strolled leisurely until he reached the center of Qianling City, in front of the Qianling Academy.

She glanced up, but before she could make a move, several students guarding the door came to greet her.

"Senior, do you wish to enter the academy? I am a true disciple of this academy. The dean has already spoken to us in advance. If you wish to enter the academy, you can simply go in."

Chu Shenghan's face was hidden behind a mask, so her expression was not visible. The students only saw her nod.

The academy's main gate was wide open, welcoming Chu Shenghan's arrival.

Upon entering the academy, a particularly cute-looking girl among the students softly asked, "Senior, is there anywhere you'd like to explore?"

"Qinghan Mountain... I heard that there is a Qinghan Mountain here, with thousands of acres of flower fields."

The students exchanged glances, then the one in the lead nodded, smiled, and spoke.

"I didn't expect that you had also heard of Qinghan Mountain. However, it was closed off a few years ago, and no one has been there for a long time."

The student had barely finished speaking when Luo Xuan appeared in the air.

"It's alright. If this fellow Daoist wants to take a look, I'll accompany him."

"Great Master." Upon seeing Luo Xuan appear, several students quickly bowed respectfully.

"Thank you for your trouble, esteemed teacher." After all, he was his younger brother's teacher, so Chu Shenghan did not treat him with an overly cold attitude.

The two traversed several mountains and crossed vast plains before slowly coming to a stop at the foot of a majestic mountain range.

This mountain is extremely high, with a large portion hidden in the clouds. Although the scenery inside is not clearly visible, one can feel the constant chill emanating from it.

At the foot of the mountain range lies the most intricate tapestry of colors in the entire academy, with all sorts of spiritual flowers covering the lower slopes. The aura of these flower spirits permeates the entire mountain range, radiating boundless vitality.

A faint light curtain enveloped the edge of the mountain range, seemingly separating the inside from the outside into two separate worlds.

Luo Xuan stretched out his palm and gently pressed it on the light screen, seemingly triggering some mechanism of the light screen. A huge void was generated, as if welcoming Luo Xuan's entry.

Luo Xuan gestured to Chu Shenghan, "Now you can."

Chu Shenghan nodded slightly, and his figure instantly appeared in the sea of ​​flowers, with Luo Xuan following closely behind.

"This magnificent sea of ​​flowers was created by Chu Shengfan, a student of our academy, over three years. Today, it has become one of the ten most spectacular sights in Qianling City."

In particular, contract masters of flower and butterfly source beasts regard this place as a sacred place. Their source beasts stay here for a period of time, and even if they cannot evolve directly, they can often break through a small realm or learn new skills.

Alas, I wonder when Chu Shengfan, who created this magnificent scene, will be able to return?

Looking at the sea of ​​flowers before her, Chu Shenghan felt a mix of emotions. She seemed to see her brother diligently cultivating the fields and planting flowers here in the past, wondering which of those plants was sown by his own hands.

Do these spiritual plants still remember what the owner of this land looks like?

"But I heard that this student encountered some trouble in the capital and followed the True King of the capital to search for that elusive Valley of the Medicine King."

Now that the true king has returned injured, this young student may have faded like yesterday's fireworks—brilliant, but only for a fleeting moment.

"Young friend, to be honest, I am quite good at reading fate. Although Chu Shengfan will encounter disasters and tribulations on his trip to the capital, he will eventually turn misfortune into good fortune and return in strength. All he needs now is some time."

Chu Shenghan's fingertips gently brushed across the flowers in the flowerbed. "Old sir, you can foresee how many more years this dynasty will last?"