Clan Cultivation: Starting from Beast Taming

"Damn it, he still got away!"

Hovering above the Nameless River, a Green Lotus Temple cultivator looked down at the river below, which was sealed by ice, his face unsightly.

At the time, he had seen the black-robed elder plunge into the river. The white-robed woman reacted extremely quickly, casting a powerful Ice Element Technique to freeze the river.

Even so, after the two searched back and forth, extending their Divine Sense over twenty to thirty miles of the river stretch, they still could not find any trace of the black-robed elder.

Hearing the Green Lotus Temple cultivator's words of frustration, the white-robed woman simply shook her head and said, "People from the Dragon Transformation Sect, depending on the different properties of the Flood Dragon Spirit Blood they consume, possess different abilities after cultivating the Dragon Transformation Secret Technique."

"Since that guy is a Black Dragon Envoy, he must have ingested the spirit blood of a Dark Flood Dragon. After using the Dragon Transformation Art, he would have been able to use some of the Dark Flood Dragon's abilities in the water, so it's normal that we couldn't catch up to him."

Despite this, the expression of the Green Lotus Temple cultivator was still filled with gloom.

Seeing him unable to let go, the white-robed woman changed the subject and took out two magic artifacts they had obtained, asking, "We still got some gains this time. How does Taoist Friend Wang plan on dividing these artifacts?"

Her words successfully shifted the Green Lotus Temple cultivator's attention to the two magic artifacts in her hand.

After pondering for a moment, he looked at her and said, "This time we owe much to Taoist Friend He's assistance, so you should pick one first."

Upon hearing this, the white-robed woman gave a gentle smile and said, "Then I won't stand on ceremony with Taoist Friend Wang."

She then placed the staff-like magic artifact into her storage pouch and handed over the Scaled Shield Artefact to the Green Lotus Temple cultivator.

After the two of them divided their gains, they swept one final glance over a certain area of the forest below and then left the place together.

Meanwhile, in the forest below, Zhou Chun's heart had leapt into his throat upon seeing that last look from the two before they departed.

In such a wild and desolate region, if the two had been a bit more ruthless and decided to slaughter him, nobody would have ever known.

Fortunately, being from the upright Green Lotus Temple, which followed decent precepts and customs, the thing Zhou Chun feared did not happen.

Of course, it could also be the case that the two Foundation Establishment cultivators simply didn't value his meager possessions and didn't think it was worth tarnishing their reputations over such small gains.

In any case, he narrowly escaped from danger on this occasion.

So, after watching the two Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators disappear into the distance, Zhou Chun pondered for a moment and decided not to leave in a hurry. Instead, he sat down right there to recuperate his Mana.

He had flown nearly three hundred miles and had consumed a lot of Mana.

Since this place had just been the site of a fierce battle between Foundation Establishment cultivators, it was likely to be safe for the time being.

It was better to fully recover his Mana before leaving.

However, not even an hour into his meditation, Baibai, the Silver Lightning Python lurking in the bushes and on alert, suddenly hissed urgently, warning him of danger.

An incident was afoot!

Zhou Chun was startled and hurriedly ended his meditation, standing up.

At the same time, Baibai emerged from the thickets, flicking its forked tongue to indicate the direction of the threat.

Turning to look in that direction, Zhou Chun saw it was exactly where the black-robed elder had previously fled into the river.

And from the intelligence Baibai conveyed through their mental link, it had detected the danger through the scent of blood.

It wasn't hard for Zhou Chun to conclude from this.

The black-robed elder, after escaping into the river, had not managed to get far but instead had used a special technique for concealing his breath to hide within the river, avoiding the Divine Sense search from the Green Lotus Temple cultivator and the white-robed woman.

Only now, certain that the two of them had gone and wouldn't return, did the black-robed elder dare to come out again.

It was just that the side effects of his use of the Dragon Transformation Secret Technique were now showing, and his injuries were so severe that he could not contain his own scent, which is how Baibai had detected him.

"If that's the case..."

Remembering the two artifacts divided between the Green Lotus Temple cultivator and the white-robed woman, a bold thought suddenly surged in Zhou Chun's mind.

Without thinking, his palms involuntarily rubbed against his wrists, feeling the unleased Taibai Gold Power within, and that thought became increasingly difficult to suppress.

This journey had lasted so long, and aside from wasting a second-order Wind Walking Talisman, he had gained nothing substantial.

This was entirely opposite to his usual outings, which never failed to yield something.

Now, this opportunity seemed like a godsend. Once missed, chances like this would be extremely hard to come by again.

He was going to do it!

Various thoughts flashing through Zhou Chun's mind, he clapped his hands together decisively, quickly making up his mind.

He swiftly formed hand seals, casting the Five Elements Spiritual Armor Technique to protect himself, and gripping the Golden Scale Shield and a first-order high-grade Golden Armor Talisman in his hands, he then had Baibai lead the way.

Together, the man and python moved swiftly through the woods, quickly arriving at the riverbank.

Hmm?

In the thicket by the riverbank, the black-robed elder who was meditating to heal his injuries frowned deeply, quickly detecting the uninvited guest with the Divine Sense he had extended as a precaution.

The range of a Foundation Establishment cultivator's Divine Sense could reach several miles, which was why Zhou Chun hadn't attempted to approach stealthily; he knew he couldn't surprise the black-robed elder.

As the elder's Divine Sense swept over Zhou Chun, it felt somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

When he stood up and saw Zhou Chun rushing toward him, he quickly understood where that sense of familiarity came from.