Chapter 89 - Transform Shape Demonic Beast

Jiang Tang, in the midst of his cultivation, could hear the interaction between Jiang Tang and Little Blue Ox.

How could his pet be so adorable?

Fortunately, they were there.

Otherwise, he would have really died this time.

Amidst his gratitude, Jiang Tang felt a hint of sadness.

Having come to this world, he could not see the family from his past life.

And to his misfortune, this world also lacked kin.

Those one or two friends he had probably thought he was dead, didn’t they?

Listening to the conversation between Eryao and Little Blue Ox, he didn’t know what place they had come to.

Once out of the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space, danger lurked everywhere.

Jiang Tang’s thoughts drifted to his friend.

He wondered how his shop was doing now.

His friends probably didn’t know he had encountered trouble, did they?

Would anyone search for him?

Even if someone did search, they wouldn’t know he had come to this place and would likely think he was dead, right?

Jiang Tang’s mind wandered.

When the Spiritual Energy burst within him, he didn’t have time to think anymore.

Sitting in meditation and cultivating, raising his cultivation was the most important thing.

He couldn’t always rely on others for protection.

Every time he was chased for his life or had his treasures coveted, during the time he spent recuperating, he reflected and concluded that his lack of experience had exposed his wealth.

He mocked himself.

With such a low level of cultivation, he dared to flaunt his wealth in front of powerful people; no wonder he was chased for his treasures wherever he went.

It was not entirely other people’s fault; he blamed himself for showing off too much.

Just like the Qianji Fire he showed off, or the time he was seriously injured and came here, it was because he had let others know about the Xuanming Spiritual Fire he paraded.

It was no wonder others would kill for such treasures, considering how rare these two types of Spiritual Fire were in the world.

Since Jiang Tang was injured, he noticed that both types of Spiritual Fire had weakened.

Perhaps the Spiritual Fire was also recuperating.

If he hadn’t subdued the Spiritual Fire and could feel its presence, others, seeing his injured state, really wouldn’t be able to tell he possessed an Exotic Flame.

However, in this space, only his two pets were with him.

There was no danger here, and he felt it was better to recuperate here for a while longer before venturing outside to explore.

Jiang Tang continued his secluded cultivation.

He had consumed many Spirit Supplement Pills and Healing Medicine before, and had eaten a lot of Spirit Rice.

While he was unconscious, all these things transformed into Spiritual Energy that surged into his body, becoming part of his nutritional sustenance.

He had just eaten some fruit, unaware of what kind it was.

However, he believed that anything produced by the space was definitely an exotic fruit.

A single sapling and a single fruit had enabled him and his pets to advance in rank.

This was certainly a Spirit Fruit more powerful even than an Immortal Pill.

But at the time of eating, he had no awareness and had not seen what the fruit looked like.

After regaining consciousness, all he felt was a sweet taste in his mouth.

Jiang Tang, practicing tirelessly in the space that knew no night, had long since recovered from his injuries.

His body, having advanced in rank, was stronger.

Since his injury, he realized that with treasures and the space on him, as well as pets waiting for him, it wasn’t because his cultivation was high.

There were too many powerful individuals in the Cultivation World.

Powerful practitioners with various methods of cultivation were everywhere.

With his weak cultivation but possessing treasures, it was difficult to go unnoticed by others.

He no longer wanted to experience another disaster like this one.

Would he be lucky enough to survive again next time?

Jiang Tang didn’t believe that just because he had traveled to this world, he would have a “Golden Finger” and be an undying existence.

Even television dramas have a final day.

Every time the red moon appeared, Eryao would take Little Blue Ox out to play.

But they only stayed near the space, protected within a circle of light conjured by his Spell.

They would always see the Lions and Tigers looking majestic, frightening the weaker Demonic Beasts into scurrying across the space.

The pack of wolves would be on guard at this moment, their terrifying howls causing the smaller Demonic Beasts to tremble with fear.

Chaos reigned in the space as the creatures fled as far as they could.

Yet for some reason, these Lions, Tigers, wolves, and Leopards appeared every day near their space to cultivate.

Eryao couldn’t avoid seeing them.

Little Blue Ox was the same as before; inside the circle of light, it would shudder at the dreadful howls, much like the Demonic Beasts running all over the place, except it couldn’t run because it was inside the light circle.

None of the outside beasts, including the Lions and Tigers, could see them within Eryao’s light circle.

But once during the night, they had tried to emerge from the light circle with Little Blue Ox to scout the area, only to find that their light circle could not withstand the suction of the dark, which whisked them away like a tornado.

Using all his wits and power, Eryao managed to bring Little Blue Ox back to the safety of their space.

The ghostly howls in the darkness were as terrifying as ever, pairs of eyes glowing like ghost flames, gazing at them with horrifying intensity.

“Wah, wah, wah”

There were the cries of children mixed in, particularly frightening, along with the wailing of women.

One could only hear the sounds and see the ghostly eyes, but the ghosts’ appearances and shadows remained unseen.

Eryao, the ancient Houyi Snow Dragon, felt somewhat afraid upon hearing such noises.

Little Blue Ox saw the ghostly eyes and heard the terrifying screeches, feeling even more scared than when facing lions and tigers as the cold wind blew past.

Ever since advancing its stage, Eryao had become a little braver and, together with Little Blue Ox, emitted circles of light while the red moon was out, both of them engrossed in frantic cultivation.

One day, for some unknown reason, the space began to tremble violently, shaking so fiercely that the red moon’s light flickered wildly, and the trembling prevented the demonic beasts from cultivating peacefully, not to mention the weaker ones.

The Lion and the Tiger, staring up at the red moon in the sky, displayed a tinge of fear on their faces—fear of the unknown.

Since birth, they had been living in this space and had never experienced tremors as intense as today’s, as if space itself was about to collapse.

“Tiger, what’s going on?

How many years have we been cultivating here?

It’s hard to remember, but there’s never been anything as strange as today.”

The lion’s claws dug stably into the ground, steadying itself so it wouldn’t fall from the spatial tremors; it was the king, after all.

If it were to roll on the ground like the lower-ranked demonic beasts, where would its dignity be?

“Lion, haven’t you noticed how different it has been at night?

The spirits seem to be summoned by someone.

They gather together as if they are having a grand assembly.”

The Tiger lay firmly on the ground, the space’s vibration causing it to feel slightly nauseous.

It suppressed the sensation and conversed with the Lion.

“Tiger, we’ve noticed that too.

We thought it was just those ghosts hosting their assembly, led by the most powerful among them.”

“Lion, you think they’re plotting something?

Planning to take us on?”

“Tiger, that’s impossible!

It’s been many years of peace between us.

They can’t come out during the day, and we hide at night.”

“Lion, that’s not necessarily true.

Have you ever seen the space vibrate like this?

Could it be that some Great Power Holder is controlling the space?”

“Tiger, perhaps.

This doesn’t seem like a normal heaven and earth.

I’ve heard that in the normal world, the sun gives light, and the moon’s light isn’t like this—where the sky is blue, and the earth isn’t this gray color.

This place is like a spiritual treasure space filled with spiritual energy.”

“Lion, how I long for a place where the sky is blue, and the earth isn’t this color!

I wonder if we’ll ever leave this place.”

“Tiger, maybe we can’t.

For millions of years, our ancestors were born here, cultivated here, having transformed and gained the ability to speak human language, higher cultivation, and yet we cannot ascend in this space.”

“Lion, we are only in the Transformation Stage right now, and who knows how long we’ll have to cultivate to reach the next realm, Soul Condensing.

It seemed our ancestors, the strongest of them, only reached Body Refining, and we are still four or five realms away from Ascension, such as Tribulation Crossing.

Can we even undergo Tribulation Crossing in this space?”

“Tiger, we reign as kings here, but if we were to go outside, we would be mere weaklings.”

“Lion, whether or not we can leave is still a question.

Now, what we face is: what exactly are the spirits up to with their conspiracy?”

“Tiger, could it be that someone is controlling this space and even those souls, turning us into soul-controlled puppets as well?”

“Lion, is that possible?

We’ve thought before that someone controlled this space, but nothing has ever happened.”

“Tiger, we should still take precautions.

If the spirits were to suddenly assault us at night and we had no defense, it’s very likely they are controlled and might turn us into puppets.”

“Lion, you’re right.”

The Tiger King and the Lion King, both in their Transformation Stage, spoke not the language of beasts but that of humans.

However, they retained their original forms, having never seen humans.

But by listening to the ghosts’ calls at night, they gradually learned to speak a bit of human language.

Eryao could speak human language to Jiang Tang and scold Little Blue Ox since it had an impressive lineage and had formed a contract with its master.

Little Blue Ox also had a contract with the master and could speak human language.

Eryao, possibly at the Demon Core level of cultivation and not yet able to Transform Shape, understood their conversation and learned about the happenings in this space.

It filed this information away in its mind to share with its master when he awoke one day.

In the ceaseless trembling, the demonic beasts suffered greatly on this day.

Many of the weaker beasts were injured while fending off predators and enduring the torment of the vibrations, having been tossed up and dropped by the shaking within the space.

Daylight soon passed, and on this day, the beasts merely basked in the moonlight, rather than daring to cultivate under the flickering light of the trembling red moon.

Eryao returned with Little Blue Ox to the space before nightfall, having spent the day outside.

At night, though the space partially alternated between night and day, the luminance varied, with daylight brightness akin to sunlight shining on crops, inducing rapid growth.

The white light of the night allowed the crops to rest and recuperate, much like how people need to rest after a full meal to restore their energy.