I tamed beasts and achieved immortality in the world of cultivation.

Chapter 130 The Golden Tiger's Tracks [Please Subscribe!]

Five days later.

At the edge of the Blackwater Swamp, above a dead black pine forest, Chen Qing, standing on the Green Wind Boat, was flying slowly close to the treetops.

For the past five days, he has been hunting monsters in the Blackwater Swamp, but his harvest is far less than that of the Savage Beast Wasteland.

It's not that there are fewer monsters here—quite the opposite, the density of monsters in the Blackwater Swamp is even higher than in the Savage Wilderness. But this godforsaken place is full of mud pits and underground rivers, and monsters disappear as soon as they burrow into the mud, making hunting them extremely inefficient.

Chen Qing glanced at the system screen:

[Highlights: 28965]

The legions of Silver Moon and Dan Yu performed admirably, suffering no losses in five days.

The only one who died was "Wen Chang" from the "Red-Skull Iron Fist" that was holding the sky. That fool must have been out of his mind from raising chickens and sheep. He charged too fast and was ambushed by a giant black water crocodile hiding at the bottom of the mud pit. He was dragged into the water before he could even fight back.

"Resurrecting Wen Chang will cost 250 points." Chen Qing glanced at Qingtian, who was looking dejected beside him, and said, "It will be deducted from your legion's account."

Qingtian scratched his head, counted on his fingers for a long time, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that his private treasury was still full. Then he turned around and grinned at the few little monkeys in the legion, as if to say, "I'll deal with you when we get back."

Chen Qing ignored the fool, put away the light screen, and turned his gaze to the central area of ​​the secret realm.

There are two more outer areas in the secret realm where monsters are more concentrated: one is called "Poisonous Miasma Forest" and the other is called "Falling Rock Canyon". If you go and sweep through them again, you can collect at least two or three thousand more essences.

However, his entry into the Myriad Beasts Secret Realm was merely a side project to harvest essences; the real priorities were Foundation Establishment spiritual objects and his fourth contracted spiritual beast, which remained unsettled to this day.

"The essence can be harvested at any time, but spirit beasts and spirit creatures wait for no one."

Chen Qing reached out and patted the spirit beast pouch, putting Qingtian and Yinyue into it, leaving only Danyu circling around the Azure Wind Boat. Then, with a flash of light, the Azure Wind Boat skimmed three zhang above the ground and sped towards the core area of ​​the Myriad Beasts Secret Realm.

One day later.

The core area of ​​the Myriad Beasts Secret Realm.

The Azure Wind Boat beneath Chen Qing's feet slowly descended, his gaze occasionally sweeping across the land below.

Along the way, Chen Qing encountered significantly more cultivators, including not only rogue cultivators but also several groups of fellow disciples from the Lingyun Sect dressed in blue robes. He avoided them all; the people in this secret realm were unpredictable, and the word "fellow disciple" wasn't necessarily a shield. It was best to minimize contact.

We saw quite a few corpses along the way.

Some were torn to pieces by demonic beasts, while others died at the hands of cultivators. Chen Qing didn't even glance at them, and walked straight past them.

Another half day passed.

In front of a secluded valley, Chen Qing pressed down on the Green Wind Boat and landed behind a boulder.

The valley entrance was narrow, with steep, sheer cliffs on both sides. Large shards of rock and broken trees were scattered at the valley entrance, and dried bloodstains and scorched marks were everywhere on the ground, indicating that a major battle had recently taken place.

According to Su Wanwan, this place is the lair of the Golden Tiger clan.

Chen Qing activated the "Hidden Spirit Technique," concealing his aura as if he were a stone, while his spiritual sense quietly probed out, scanning the situation in the valley.

He thought for a moment, then took out the Blood Spirit Token from his pocket. More than a dozen points of light appeared on it, mostly scattered deep in the valley. Their auras were mixed and impure, clearly indicating that they were just some low-level demonic beasts.

"No Golden Tiger?"

Chen Qing put away the Blood Spirit Token and pondered in his heart.

However, this was to be expected.

Since the opening of the secret realm, those senior brothers from the Spirit Plant Peak have been eyeing the Golden Tiger. After a great battle, although the Golden Tiger was able to mobilize most of the demonic beasts in the secret realm for its own use, it could not withstand the overwhelming numbers of the Canglan Domain cultivators, as well as the continuous reinforcements and supplies from the outside world.

In the end, the golden tiger king with the shiniest fur had no choice but to lead its clan to wander all over the secret realm, hiding from the pursuers.

"I wouldn't dare covet the tiger king, but surely I can spare at least a couple of tiger cubs and grandchildren?"

Undeterred, Chen Qing ventured deep into the valley and found the Golden Tiger's former lair, but shook his head and came out after only a moment.

The cultivators of the Canglan Domain are not stupid.

The Golden Tiger is the strongest beast clan in this Myriad Beasts Secret Realm. Its bloodline is guaranteed to be at least Tier 2, and even a single cub can fetch an astronomical price outside.

The cultivators in the Canglan Domain are all shrewd and capable; how could they possibly leave a mountain of gold untouched? If there were any Golden Tigers that had escaped their clutches in the valley, they would probably have been stolen long ago.

Although I was mentally prepared, it was still not a pleasant feeling to make a wasted trip.

Chen Qing stood in front of the nest for a moment, then suddenly reached out and patted the spirit beast pouch, and Qingtian, Danyu, and Yinyue appeared together.

Immediately afterward, with a thought, light flashed all around, and thirty legion spirit beasts appeared in unison, forming three square formations in the valley.

"Go, search every inch of land within a hundred miles. Look for the Golden Tiger, or any other strange beasts you suspect. If you find them, come back and report immediately."

Chen Qing waved his hand, and the three legions split up and went their separate ways.

He then boarded the Azure Wind Boat, taking Qingtian, Danyu, and Yinyue with him, and chased after the direction Danqing had just flown off to.

The killings continued unabated along the way.

The monsters in the core area are a level stronger than those in the outer area. There are many first-tier high-grade monsters, and you can even occasionally run into one or two that have already reached the threshold of second-tier.

Chen Qing fights when he can, and avoids fights when he can't win; he never lingers in battle.

[Dan Yu kills the Stone Armored Python, Essence +10]

[Qingtian kills Crimson Bear, Essence +32]

Silvermoon kills Poison Fang Lizard, Essence +28

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The system notifications kept popping up, but Chen Qing's mind was no longer on them.

To this day, not a single creature with a special bloodline has been seen.

There were a few demonic beasts with potential for the second tier, but Chen Qing glanced at them and left.

These second-tier potential demonic beasts are all adults, and they can be sold for money, but what he lacks now is not spirit stones, but special bloodlines and foundation-building spiritual objects.

In the blink of an eye, it had been three days since Chen Qing arrived at the core area.

Over the past three days, he has harvested several hundred more essences, but there is still no news of the creatures with special bloodlines.

Chen Qing sat cross-legged on a blue stone, holding a string of freshly roasted meat in his hand, chewing it bit by bit.

Qingtian squatted beside him, hugging a half-cooked wild boar and gnawing on it with grease dripping from his mouth, occasionally squeaking as if commenting that it wasn't cooked enough; Danyu stood at a distance, elegantly pecking at a spiritual fruit with her beak, giving Qingtian an extremely disdainful look; Yinyue lay quietly beside Chen Qing, her tail swaying gently.

"Where exactly did those senior brothers from Spirit Plant Peak drive the Golden Tiger?"

Chen Qing stuffed the last meat skewer into his mouth, chewed it twice, swallowed it, and sighed.

According to Su Wanwan, the tiger king was incredibly fast, far exceeding the speed of ordinary Qi Refining Perfection cultivators, and also possessed high intelligence. Even more outrageous, this tiger king not only ran away on its own, but also hid its entire family inside.

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The three senior brothers led more than a hundred people to chase and intercept the tigers for almost half a month, but they still couldn't completely surround the tiger pack.

"Being able to run isn't a skill; being able to hide is."

Chen Qing sighed and was about to close his eyes to regulate his breathing when Danqing suddenly sent him a thought.

Chen Qing's eyes lit up. He put Qingtian and Yinyue into his beast-taming space, boarded the Qingfeng Boat, and sped off with Danyu in the direction Danqing had pointed.

Two hours later.

Chen Qing landed on a low hill, and Dan Yu stood beside him with his wings folded.

Danqing turned back from the front and landed in front of Danyu, waving its long neck towards the southwest.

Chen Qing looked in that direction and saw a vast, open wasteland several miles below the hill. On the wasteland, spiritual light mingled, and the roars of beasts shook the heavens; a large-scale melee was underway.

Three cultivators dressed in blue Lingyun Sect disciple robes took the lead and were locked in combat with an extremely large golden tiger.

The golden tiger was a full thirteen feet tall, its fur shimmering with golden light, and a dark golden vertical stripe on its forehead. In terms of sheer power, it was far stronger than any first-tier demonic beast Chen Qing had ever seen.

Beside the Golden Tiger King were seven or eight smaller Golden Tigers, each at the top-tier first rank. Their movements were highly disciplined, forming a protective formation that completely blocked the attack routes of the three Lingyun Sect disciples.

Further out, there were nearly a hundred different kinds of demonic beasts—two-headed pythons, iron-feathered eagles, stone-armored lizards, and thunder-patterned leopards—all of which had strength of at least the upper rank of the first order, and some even had auras that were faintly approaching the peak of the first order.

Chen Qing suddenly realized.

No wonder the three senior brothers from Lingzhi Peak haven't been able to capture this golden tiger for so long.

The Tiger King not only commanded all the demonic beasts in the secret realm to his own advantage, but also trained a well-organized demonic beast legion. Its formation was even more disciplined than his scattered and disorganized legion of spirit beasts.

However, the Lingyun Sect was not to be outdone.

Behind those three senior brothers stood more than a hundred Lingyun Sect disciples dressed in blue disciple robes, all of whom were at the late stage of Qi Refining.

They were divided into three formations, each led by a senior disciple. Their movements were perfectly coordinated, clearly demonstrating that they were well-trained elites of the sect. The disciples in the front row of the formations held defensive magical artifacts, while the disciples in the back row unleashed ranged attack spells, with beams of spiritual light continuously bombarding the monster formation.

The two sides fought fiercely on the wasteland, their spiritual light and beast roars intertwined. The ground had been blasted beyond recognition, with charred craters and shattered beast carcasses everywhere.

Chen Qing stood on the hill, taking in the entire scene.

The strongest tiger king was naturally not his target—not to mention he couldn't beat it, even if he could, those three senior brothers from the Spirit Plant Peak wouldn't let anyone else have a chance.

But there might still be some bargains to be found among Tiger King's "big family".