Clan Cultivation: Starting from Beast Taming

Therefore, after another arduous three days of swimming against the current, Zhou Chun finally made it back to Lanzhou.

But by this time, the poison within his body had deteriorated severely. The previously estimated seven days were probably an optimistic guess; it was likely that he wouldn’t last even five days!

The Silver Lightning Python, Baibai, had carried him upstream without rest over the past few days and had also been through several battles. Now, both its physical strength and mana had reached a limit, and it had to rest.

Thus, Zhou Chun could only grit his teeth and place it into the Spirit Beast Pouch for rest, then he released the Golden Winged Tiger.

At this time, the Golden Winged Tiger was as big as a normal tiger, and its cultivation level had reached that of a third-level Qi Refinement Realm Cultivator.

But compared to a normal Golden Winged Tiger’s size, it was still only a child.

"Xiao Tiger, it’s up to you now. Whether I can save my life depends on whether you can endure the hardships!"

By the pool, Zhou Chun struggled to lift his hand to pet the golden-haired Feihu in front of him, then had it lie down so that he could climb onto its back and settle down.

Immediately after he gave the command, the golden-haired Feihu started to run swiftly through the forest.

Zhou Chun didn’t let it fly because given its size, flying with a person on its back would be too taxing. Running on the ground would be more suitable instead.

Moreover, the Golden Winged Tiger itself mastered the Wind Riding Technique—when running at full force, it could cover two to three hundred miles in just two hours.

However, Zhou Chun’s fears soon materialized.

The Golden Winged Tiger’s appearance was too eye-catching, and its cultivation level was not high.

They had not gone two hundred miles from the pool when a few Qi Refinement Realm Cultivators, who were searching for herbs in the mountains, saw the Golden Winged Tiger carrying someone at high speed and decided to act on their malicious intentions.

At this time, Zhou Chun had to use his mana to suppress and resist the poison within his body; any rash use of mana would only hasten the poison’s onset and death. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Having no other choice, he had to summon the Silver Lightning Python, Baibai—which had rested for less than two hours—and kill a few ignorant cultivators who courted death.

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Looking at the several corpses struck dead by lightning on the ground, Zhou Chun’s face also revealed a wry and helpless smile.

Apart from when he had first arrived in this world, this was probably the weakest he had been in the past two decades.

After such reflections, he raised his hand and put the scarcely rested Silver Lightning Python, Baibai, back into the Spirit Beast Pouch, then patted the Golden Winged Tiger’s head and encouraged softly, "There are a few hundred miles left, Xiao Tiger. Put in some more effort. We must reach the family today!"

Roar~!

With a low roar, the Golden Winged Tiger responded to its master’s encouragement and once again began to run swiftly in the direction his master pointed.

After carrying Zhou Chun for seven to eight hundred miles, the Golden Winged Tiger—not yet two years old—was so exhausted that its tongue lolled out and its limbs trembled, no longer strong enough to run.

Tigers are not adept at long-distance running, and even though a Demon Beast’s stamina is far greater than that of a wild animal, it has its limits.

If it weren’t for the fact that the Golden Winged Tiger inherently knew the Wind Riding Technique, which allowed it to conserve energy to the utmost, and Zhou Chun had fed it some elixirs to restore its stamina along the way, it probably would have run out of steam after running at full speed for just an hour!

Whimper~

A plaintive growl came from the Golden Winged Tiger’s mouth; it had never pushed itself so hard since it was born.

"Don’t cry, Xiao Tiger. You’ve done a meritorious deed by saving your master today. When I am better, I will make sure to reward you with good food and drink!"

Zhou Chun stroked his exhausted pet and put it into the Spirit Beast Pouch to rest as well. He then released Baibai, which had already rested.

Although Baibai had not fully recovered yet, it was no problem for it to carry him back to the Zhou Family.

There went a silver-white python, soaring into the sky, zipping through the clouds toward Jiufeng Ridge of the Zhou family.

In less than an hour, the familiar surroundings of Jiufeng Ridge came into view for Zhou Chun.

I’m back!

He had finally returned alive!

On the Silver Lightning Python’s back, Zhou Chun’s face moved slightly, and his languishing spirit also lifted.