Under One Person: Rebuilding the Glory of the Beast Master

Aside from cultivation, life at the Sanyi Sect was relatively peaceful, but the arrival of Bai Jiahei brought a lot of liveliness to these peaceful days.

What is Baijiahei? It's a strange boar weighing over 700-800 pounds, with muscles all over its body and bristles harder than steel needles.

With such an existence appearing in the Sanyi Gate, it would be difficult for it not to attract attention.

On the first day, Bai Jiahei was sunbathing at the entrance of Tingsong Courtyard when he was seen by several passing disciples, who were so frightened that they almost tumbled down the stone steps.

The next day, the news spread throughout the entire Sanyi Sect—the new junior brother had raised a monster.

On the third day, some of the bolder disciples came to the courtyard gate to see what was going on.

"Is this the strange beast? It doesn't look like much..."

Before the word "like" could even be uttered, Bai Jiahei looked up at him, a hint of impatience flashing in his clear, pig-like eyes. Then he snorted, exhaling a puff of hot air that turned the disciple's hair into a bird's nest, still damp with liquid.

The crowd burst into laughter.

The disciple blushed, smoothed his hair, and glared defiantly at Bai Jiahei: "Don't be so smug! Come out and have a go if you dare!"

Bai Jiahei tilted his head and glanced at Zeng Su.

Zeng Su happened to come out of the house and saw the scene. He smiled and said, "Senior brother, you want to fight it? I'm warning you beforehand, it doesn't hold back. Don't blame me if you get hurt."

"How could I, a disciple of the prestigious Sanyi Sect, be injured by a pig?" The disciple retorted, his neck stiff with dissatisfaction.

Zeng Su glanced at his cultivation level, then at Bai Jiahei, and nodded: "Alright. Go to the training ground and wait there. I'll have Bai Jiahei spar with you."

That battle became the biggest hot topic for the Sanyi Sect in the past three months.

A large crowd gathered at the training ground, including some senior brothers and sisters who rarely show their faces. This kind of scene only happens during the Chinese New Year.

That disciple's surname was Zhao, and his given name was Yong. He was an inner disciple who had been a disciple for five years. He had already achieved minor success in the first level of the Reverse Life Triad, which made him quite strong among the young disciples of the Sanyi Sect.

He stood in the center of the training ground, assuming a starting stance, his Qi condensed and not dissipated, his aura quite strong.

Bai Jiahei stood opposite him, yawned, then slowly lowered his head and nudged the soil with his nose, looking lazy and indifferent.

Zhao Yong's face turned green: "You—you pig, you're so disrespectful!"

With a stomp of his foot, he charged towards Bai Jiahei like an arrow released from a bow, his right palm wrapped in powerful Qi, striking towards Bai Jiahei's shoulder blade.

He only used half his strength in that palm strike, and he hadn't even entered the Reverse Life state yet. It wasn't that he was overconfident; he was afraid of damaging his junior brother's pig and then having a hard time explaining himself.

Bai Jiahei didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Bang!"

Zhao Yong slapped Bai Jiahei's shoulder with a dull thud.

Then Zhao Yong's expression changed.

He felt as if his palm had struck a metal plate, and the recoil traveled back up his arm, making his entire arm go numb.

Bai Jiahei glanced at Zhao Yong, his body remaining completely still, and he even yawned again. The feeling from this exertion was not as great as when his master was training his physique.

Zhao Yong gritted his teeth, withdrew his right palm and replaced it with his left fist. He circulated his Qi and used ninety percent of his strength this time, blasting it towards Bai Jiahei's abdomen.

Baijiahei has finally started working.

Its massive body dodged to the side at a speed completely defying the laws of physics, and Zhao Yong's fist grazed its belly and struck empty air.

Zhao Yong lost his balance and stumbled.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Baijiahei nudged with its head.

"Bang!"

Zhao Yong was thrown into the air, tumbling twice before landing hard on his backside on the bluestone ground three zhang away. He slid a long way before coming to a stop.

There was a moment of silence around the training ground, then a burst of laughter erupted.

Zhao Yong lay on the ground, his face turning a deep purplish-red. He dusted himself off, got up, glared at Bai Jiahei, his lips trembling for a long time before finally managing to choke out, "Again!"

Bai Jiahei glanced at him, then turned to look at Zeng Su, his eyes asking—Master, hasn't this guy had enough yet?

Zeng Su smiled and nodded: "I'll practice with my senior brother some more."

Bai Jiahei turned its head, snorted at Zhao Yong, and this time it was no longer lazy. It pawed the ground a couple of times with its front hooves and assumed a serious fighting posture.

Zhao Yong took a deep breath and re-mobilized his Qi.

This time he won't underestimate his opponent.

"Triple Rebirth - First Stage!"

Zhao Yong let out a low shout, and his Qi surged violently, turning his entire body white. His skin shone with a jade-like luster, making him appear like a god in the world.

In terms of sheer prestige, probably no technique in the entire world of supernatural beings can compare to the Reverse Life Triple Technique.

In the first stage of reversal, the skin is transformed by Qi, greatly enhancing its defense, strength, speed, and reaction.

Zhao Yong charged toward Bai Jiahei again, this time at more than twice the speed of before.

His steps were no longer a straight sprint, but rather a strange footwork that left a trail of afterimages on the training ground, making it impossible for anyone to predict his attack direction.

The white and black ears twitched, trying to pinpoint Zhao Yong's location.

Then it suddenly turned around and pushed off the ground with its hind legs, its huge body rushing to the left like a cannonball.

To onlookers, Bai Jiahei appeared to be rushing towards an open space.

But when it rushed to that "open space", Zhao Yong happened to be there.

Zhao Yong's pupils suddenly contracted.

He didn't understand how the pig had predicted his location, but he had no time to think; the black and white tusks were already sweeping towards him.

Zhao Yong had no time to dodge and could only cross his arms to take the blow.

"when--"

A deafening metallic clang.

Zhao Yong was sent flying, and this time he lost control of his body, falling directly out of the training ground and crashing into a wooden stake outside the arena, making the stake vibrate loudly.

His arms were trembling, and his sleeves were torn in two places by the fangs, leaving two red marks on the skin underneath—fortunately, he was protected by the Qi-transformed skin of the first level of Reverse Life, so there was no bleeding.

Zhao Yong leaned against the wooden stake, panting heavily, and looked at the giant beast that was slowly walking back to Zeng Su's side in the center of the training ground. He gave a wry smile.

"I lost."

He accepted his defeat wholeheartedly.

It's not that he's too weak, it's that this pig is too abnormal—its skin and flesh are so thick that it's despair-inducing, its strength is unbelievable, its speed is ridiculously fast, and it can even predict his attack route.

This isn't a pig; it's clearly a ferocious beast in pigskin.

The disciples watching were in an uproar.

Zhao Yong is among the top in strength among the younger generation of the Sanyi Sect, yet he was beaten so badly by a pig.

Of course, this was also because Zhao Yong did not risk his life, after all, this was an internal competition, not a battlefield battle.

In an instant, everyone's gaze towards Bai Jiahei changed—from "looking at something unusual" to "looking at a master."

From that day on, Bai Jiahei became famous in Sanyimen.

Every day, disciples would come to Tingsong Courtyard to "spar" with Bai Jiahei, ostensibly to "learn from the strange beast," but in reality, they just wanted to see if they could withstand three moves from this pig—just showing off! No one in that era could avoid it.

Baijiahei welcomes all comers.

It seemed to enjoy being the center of attention. Whenever someone challenged it to a duel, it would stride confidently into the arena, displaying an air of "I'm in a good mood today, I'll play with you."

Then they beat the person so badly they were knocking their teeth out.

The young disciples of the Sanyi Sect were beaten into submission. At first, some of them were still stubborn and said, "I don't believe a pig can be stronger than me." But after being knocked away twice by Bai Jiahei, they became obedient and obediently called him "Brother Bai."

Not only the younger disciples, but even some of the older disciples were alarmed.

Once, an older inner disciple came to challenge Bai Jiahei to a duel. That person had been cultivating the Reverse Life Third Level for almost twenty years and was considered a backbone of the sect.

He stood in front of Baijiahei, not saying a word, just quietly watching it.

Bai Jiahei sensed the opponent's strength and abandoned his playful intentions.

This disciple's Reverse Life Triple Stage is already close to the second stage. His Qi-transformed skin's defense is far superior to Zhao Yong's, his attacks are more ferocious, and his combat level is several times stronger.

He slapped Bai Jiahei with his palm, but this time the recoil failed to shake his hand away. His Qi penetrated into Bai Jiahei's skin, causing Bai Jiahei to feel pain.

Bai Jiahei snorted, abandoning his contempt, and his mane stood on end.

【Iron Mane Kill】

Dozens of needle-like hairs shot out simultaneously, enveloping the disciples who had entered the inner chamber.

The disciple's expression changed, and he retreated rapidly, simultaneously clapping his hands together to condense a shield in front of him with his Qi, blocking most of the mane.

But two hairs pierced his Qi shield, grazed his cheeks, and pierced two deep holes in the bluestone ground behind him.

The disciple touched his cheek, and the wound healed instantly. However, he did not continue fighting, knowing that unless it was a true fight to the death, it would be difficult to determine a winner.

"Brother Bai, impressive." He withdrew from his Reverse Life state, clasped his hands in a fist salute to Bai Jiahei, and then turned and left.

Since then, very few people have come to challenge Bai Jiahei to a duel.

It's not that I didn't want to come, but I really wasn't confident that I could suppress Bai Jiahei.

But Bai Jiahei's "status in the martial arts world" was firmly established, and everyone called him "Brother Bai".

After practicing every day, Bai Jiahei would stroll around the mountain with a swaying gait. Wherever it went, people would greet it, give it food, groom its mane, and even weave a straw mat for it and place it in its favorite sunny spot.

Bai Jiahei lived a life surrounded by followers, far more glamorous than Zeng Su's outer disciples.

Sometimes, when Zeng Su saw Bai Jiahei swaggering around on the mountain, he couldn't help but think about giving it a good beating.

"You're doing better than me," he said.

Bai Jiahei snorted, raised his head even higher, and pointed at the palaces and pavilions on the mountain with his nose, "This mountain will be my territory from now on."

After finishing his morning lessons that day, Zeng Su found a basic introductory book on talismans in the library.

The book is thin, less than fifty pages, and the pages are yellowed and brittle, with some of the writing blurred. But the content is solid, explaining everything clearly, from the basic principles of talismans, the selection of talisman paper, and the preparation of cinnabar, to the drawing of the five most basic talismans.

The principle of talismans can be complex or simple. In short, it involves using specific strokes, materials, and energy to "carve" a temporary array on talisman paper. When used, activating this array releases the corresponding spell.

Of course, this is only the most superficial understanding of talismans. Just like Lu Jin later on, although he obtained the Tongtian Talisman, one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, the talismans he used were not very strong and could only play a supporting role.

The truly advanced talismans involve a very broad and deep range of knowledge, but the introductory stage of talismans can still be learned.

He took the talisman paper and cinnabar from the door and drew the talisman stroke by stroke, following the steps taught in the book.

It took three days to draw the first talisman, wasting dozens of sheets of paper, and finally I managed to draw a barely usable "Mind-Clearing Talisman"—its purpose is to keep the mind calm during cultivation and prevent going astray, its effect is better than nothing.

But this was, after all, the first talisman he had ever drawn.

Zeng Su pasted the crookedly written calming talisman on the wall, and looking at it, he felt a sense of accomplishment.

Although it was just a very basic talisman, it proved at least one thing—he could not only raise pigs, but also draw talismans.

The road is made step by step.

The more you learn, the more knowledge and experience you will have in the future.

The elders of the Sanyi Clan generally treated Zeng Su with a mild attitude.

Although we don't see Zuo Ruotong often, every time we meet, I ask him about his cultivation progress and give him some pointers on the use of Qi.

Moreover, the Great Ying Immortal is indeed the Great Ying Immortal; even a casual remark from him can make Zeng Su ponder for days.

Besides their daily cultivation, the members of the Sanyi Sect also need to take on miscellaneous tasks within the sect. There are still many things to do to keep such a large sect running smoothly.

Although Zeng Su was still young, as a member of the Sanyi Sect, he naturally had to do chores, which generally involved fetching water and chopping wood. However, he volunteered to go to the animal enclosure.

Animal pens are places where livestock are raised. Since the Sanyi Sect does not abstain from meat, they naturally eat meat as well.

As a descendant of the Zeng family, Zeng Su was naturally adept at animal husbandry. Using the family's traditional feed and animal sensing techniques, he transformed the Sanyi Sect's animal pen in just three months.

In particular, we no longer need to buy eggs from outside; we are completely self-sufficient.

That day, Zeng Su sat on a pine tree, closing his eyes and circulating his Qi. Cultivation is like that; no matter how extraordinary one's talent, one must work hard, otherwise it's difficult to achieve great success.

Under the pine trees, you can see speckled chickens scratching for food on the ground. Even if no one is watching them, they won't run out of the area on this hill. There are also more than a dozen black pigs rooting around for food.

The Beastmaster's power allows him to communicate with beasts. Although he cannot master beast language, he can make wild animals understand his meaning.

"Still no way to trigger reverse growth!"

Zeng Su opened his eyes, a hint of desolation flashing in them. In truth, he had already realized that he was probably truly destined to never attain the Triple Rebirth.

"Forget it, let's put this matter aside for now!"

The most urgent thing to do now is to enhance his beastmaster power and unleash the power of unlimited evolution. Bai Jiahei's evolution is currently underway, so he needs to find new beastmasters.