After disappearing for ten years, the junior sister made the entire sect kneel down to welcome her.

This was a situation that Zhao Gangyue had never considered.

He is not from this plane of existence.

Instead, he was a wandering immortal from the upper realm who secretly came to this plane using a secret method. To him, this plane was just a temporary breeding ground for Taotie.

He never expected that a divine beast would be born in such a small, low-level plane.

When mythical beasts are young, their self-thinking and consciousness are not fully developed.

He can use force to suppress and harm it, keeping it constantly in a state of fear that it cannot overcome.

Once this becomes a habit, even if it grows stronger than itself in the future, it will still be dominated by the shadow of its childhood and dare not disobey its commands.

This method is also a common means of continuing human bloodlines.

Even as children grow up, they still dare not be masters of their own will—after all, being used to being controlled is sometimes a comfort zone, and the unknown after leaving it is more frightening.

As long as he is still alive, this little beast will never be able to obtain complete control over itself.

It will belong to him forever.

Mythical beasts cannot be contracted by nature.

This method is the closest to the training method of "contract".

In his eyes, all the cultivators in this plane were merely food for ferocious beasts.

Once the ferocious beast grows up and devours the entire cultivation world, he will take it away and fly to the upper realm.

But now an unexpected thing has happened. In this lower plane, someone actually has the ability to break his formation and steal his Taotie!

"Who is it?!"

Zhao Gangyue roared, and the surrounding spiritual energy trembled. The impact was even more terrifying than the fluctuations produced when the Taotie was feeding.

This is the power of a wandering immortal.

Upon arriving in this plane, he became the most powerful being in this plane, possessing the ability to move mountains and fill seas.

Zhao Gangyue's eyes burned with fire.

He pointed two fingers at the front of his eyes and quickly made calculations.

A moment later, a phantom appeared in front of him: a little kid who was less than half his height, wearing a simple blue dress, was sticking his butt out and tapping on the formation.

Meanwhile, the Taotie cub shrank its body, squatted to the side, and stared at her with its head tilted to the side.

The formation was broken in no time.

The Taotie cub ran excitedly toward her.

The video cuts off there.

Zhao Gangyue stood there dumbfounded, looking utterly incredulous.

While he was replaying the scene, he imagined a thousand different images of the cultivator who had taken his divine beast.

Yet I was still shocked by the people in this picture—

Can anyone tell him why the cultivator who broke his formation was a child who hadn't even grown a beard yet?!

She was so small, there was absolutely no way she could be stronger than him, yet by sheer chance, she actually managed to take away the divine beast opportunity that belonged to him...

He had been hiding and lying low in this broken plane for so long for this divine beast cub, he couldn't just give up after all his efforts were in vain.

No, we must take it back!

Zhao Gangyue's face was gloomy and ugly.

With a wave of his hand, a magical artifact resembling a transparent black and white picture frame appeared before him.

Zhao Gangyue threw out the picture frame artifact, his lips moved, and he silently recited a few profound incantations. The picture frame suddenly grew larger, and looking around through it, all the mountains, rivers, and things in the world turned into black and white.

Zhao Gangyue manipulated the picture frame to examine the clues on all sides.

Soon, he found that one bright touch of light red amidst the black and white—

"Found it."

Although he couldn't obtain any clues about the young cultivator, he secretly placed a tracking spell in the heart of the human cultivator when he first fed the Taotie.

Clues can be found simply by looking through the black and white frame.

"You think you can get away with stealing my divine beast? Hah, how naive... Once I catch you, you little thief, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Zhao Gangyue flicked his sleeve, put away the black and white picture frame artifact, and took a step towards the direction where the red was spreading.

His steps already carried a slight power of law, each step shrinking the distance to an inch.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Gangyue had disappeared at the edge of the horizon.

In the sweltering summer heat, the air in the desert and Gobi seems to distort the very space it creates.

This Gobi Desert, often plagued by disasters and death, returned to its original peace and tranquility from the day Luo Huanzhen took away the Taotie cub.

Of course, the danger has not disappeared.

Instead, it was transferred.

The source of danger shifted from the ferocious and gluttonous Taotie to a powerful wandering immortal.

The cultivators shrouded in danger, who had been searching for treasures in countless deserts of the Western Continent, became their designated target—Luo Huanzhen.

Luo Zhen was still unaware of the impending danger.

At this moment, she was standing on a secluded gravel path, wearing a small veil, dressed in a magnificent and adorned manner, taking small steps.

I'm going to raise a mythical beast.

The spirit stones have long been spent; I need to earn them again.

However, there's no faster way to earn spirit stones than through thievery. Having already tasted the sweetness of such exploitation, Luo Huanzhen's first thought was for robbing cultivators to come and deliver food to her.

But she forgot that on her way here, she had killed too many notorious evil cultivators, and her appearance had already spread throughout the evil cultivator circle.

Therefore, she didn't encounter a single ignorant cultivator on her way back.

Without cultivators coming, she has no spirit stones.

Without spirit stones, she couldn't afford to raise the puppies and sheep.

Luo Huanzhen looked at the little dog and sheep squatting expectantly beside him and decided to disguise himself.

So, Luo Huan put away his iconic lotus throne and put on his most gorgeous clothes and the most expensive veil.

After completing all these preparations, she led her little Taotie, alone, across the vast Gobi Desert.

Not long after he left, Luo Huanzhen indeed sensed that someone was following him.

She was overjoyed, but remained outwardly calm, and walked even slower.

A violent air ripple.

The cultivator teleported to Luo Huanzhen's side.

"Hehehehe! You lonely rich little fairy, die by my hand!" He raised the black box in his hand, and as soon as he spoke, ten thousand pitch-black needles shot out towards Luo Huanzhen.

That's great! That's great!

Finally, spirit stones were delivered to our door.

Luo Zhenhuan's eyes were shining, his gaze fixed on the waist of the rogue cultivator.

One, two, three, four, five... there were a total of five Qiankun bags.

This is a big fat sheep, it has robbed so many cultivators!

Now it's all hers.

Luo Huanzhen mobilized his spiritual power to protect his vital points, and secretly made a hand seal, intending to kill this evil cultivator by surprise.

The next moment, a huge black shadow suddenly enveloped the evil cultivator.

Then, a gigantic maw from the abyss roared and ripped him out, along with his clothes and the five storage bags at his waist.

Everything is gone.

The Taotie cub proudly raised its head and trotted over to Luo Huanzhen.

Luo Zhen, who was fully prepared to kill and steal the treasure, was completely stunned.

When she realized what was happening, her first instinct was to reach out and pry open the little glutton's mouth—

"Quickly...quit it out!"