Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
As they walked, Lu Xuanji suddenly felt a sense of panic and fear.
A sound ca from ahead.
"This isn’t good."
As if sensing sothing, Lu Xuanji attached a talisman to his leg, grabbed Ye Feixue, and started running, moving as fast as a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator.
At that mont, the grass and trees behind them shook, the wind howled, and a cultivator was seen running rapidly through the underbrush. As he ran, he called out, "Little friend, save ."
He was running towards the direction of Lu Xuanji and Ye Feixue.
"Old bastard, nothing but trouble."
Feeling the presence coming closer from behind, a trace of anger flashed in Lu Xuanji’s eyes.
A Foundation Establishnt Cultivator pleading for help from a Qi Cultivation Stage cultivator, does that make sense?
It makes no sense at all.
He’s trying to redirect the threat!
Often, you don’t need to run faster than your enemy, just faster than your companion.
Roar roar.
At that mont, with a roar, a White Tiger Demon Beast appeared, its body five ters long and one ter tall, its tail like a steel whip, chasing the Foundation Establishnt Cultivator relentlessly.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
The wind howled.
Thirty years of rigorous Wind Escape Technique practice accelerated him, continuously increasing his speed.
But the Foundation Establishnt Cultivator behind him was running even faster, and the distance between them kept decreasing.
Three thousand ters, two thousand ters, one thousand ters, three hundred ters.
In less than five seconds, the distance shrank from three thousand ters to three hundred ters.
"It’s over! I’m going to die now!"
Despair flashed across Lu Xuanji’s face.
The Foundation Establishnt Cultivator was less than a hundred ters from him now, and in an instant would surpass him.
Thud!
At that mont, accompanied by a thud, the Foundation Establishnt Cultivator was pounced on.
"Help!"
The Foundation Establishnt Cultivator struggled and shouted, his flying sword turning into starlight, like the June teors turning into flas, hot and blazing, striking at the White Tiger Demon Beast’s eyes.
The White Tiger Demon Beast looked disdainful, a hint of mockery in its eyes, swiping its right claw downward.
Its claw glowed white, resembling the transformation of Geng tal, carrying a sharp aura as it collided with the flying sword, causing sparks to fly everywhere.
The flying sword trembled, nearly bending ninety degrees.
Crack.
With a crackle, the flying sword broke.
A dark shadow pounced down, biting the Foundation Establishnt Cultivator’s head directly.
The Foundation Establishnt Cultivator’s head was bitten off by the White Tiger Demon Beast.
Crunch.
Crunch.
As if eating a delicacy, the taste was imnsely sweet.
Apparently delighted with the taste, the White Tiger Demon Beast closed its eyes to savor it.
Then it opened its eyes again, continuing to eat, consud in re seconds.
...
Whoosh whoosh!
Apparently running too fast without watching his step, Lu Xuanji stumbled and fell to the ground.
At the sa mont, Ye Feixue also fell to the ground.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Lu Xuanji panted continuously, and during the rapid run just now, his True Qi was completely depleted. At that mont, running his cultivation technique, the acupoints absorbed the external Spiritual Qi, replenishing his own depletion, but he no longer had the strength to keep running.
Crunch.
Crunch.
At that mont, witnessing the scene of the White Tiger Demon Beast gnawing on the Foundation Establishnt Cultivator, the sight was extrely bloody.
Watching the brutal scene, Ye Feixue couldn’t help feeling cold in her hands and feet.
"Brother, we’re going to die here," Ye Feixue said, a trace of unwillingness in her eyes.
"It’s a pity, you shouldn’t have co. If you hadn’t entered the Hundred Thousand Mountains, you would soon beco a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator, a Purple Mansion Cultivator, a Golden Core Cultivator, and maybe even reach the realm of a Nascent Soul True Monarch in the not too distant future," Lu Xuanji said, sowhat regretful.
"I don’t find it a pity. If my brother hadn’t found and brought into the Lu family, I might have been married long ago, reduced to a village woman," Ye Feixue said in a calm tone, "Being able to die alongside my brother isn’t too bad. Just the thought of being eaten by a tiger is a little frightening."
Watching the scene of the White Tiger Demon Beast gnawing, Ye Feixue trembled and said, "Why don’t we commit suicide? The scene of being eaten by a White Tiger Demon Beast is too tragic."
Lu Xuanji: "The Demon Beast White Tiger is a feline, even at Foundation Establishnt, it still has animal instincts, its inherent weaknesses remain. This White Tiger’s intelligence is only equivalent to that of a seven-year-old child, not too bright. The White Tiger Demon Beast overwhelms in speed during a ten thousand ter sprint, moving very fast; but in terms of endurance, it’s lacking. Once it sprints for ten thousand ters and fails to catch its prey, it will choose to give up. The White Tiger Demon Beast is usually lazy, only hunting when it’s ti to eat, mostly sleeping in its territory."
"The Demon Beast White Tiger has powerful bursts but lacks endurance, mainly relying on rolling and pouncing in its attacks. As long as you withstand ten attacks without failing, you can counterattack and kill it..."
Lu Xuanji said, recalling the descriptions of demon beasts from his illustrations.
Demon beasts rely on their bloodline, surviving on their inheritance alone; as long as they absorb the essence of the sun and moon, they can rapidly enhance their cultivation.
Many demon beasts grow slowly, but so with powerful bloodlines are exceptions.
Early-stage demon beasts are not very intelligent, equivalent to a newborn baby or a three to four-year-old child; after reaching Foundation Establishnt, they are only equivalent to a seven to eight-year-old child; only upon reaching the Purple Mansion Realm do they possess intelligence comparable to humans.
This White Tiger Demon Beast, its intelligence is roughly that of a seven-year-old child, intelligence is its weakness.
However, no matter how low the White Tiger Demon Beast’s intelligence is, it isn’t sothing he can defeat with cunning.
If intelligence worked, why bother with rigorous training?
Continuously pondering various pieces of information, he still couldn’t figure out a way to defeat the White Tiger Demon Beast.
At this ti, the White Tiger had finished eating the Foundation Establishnt Cultivator, and looked at Lu Xuanji and Ye Feixue, leisurely walking over, ready for a little snack.
"Got it."
In a flash of insight, Lu Xuanji seed to think of sothing, took out the Netherworld Grass, crushed it into powder, and sared it on his body; he also sared it on Ye Feixue, quickly allowing the sll of the Netherworld Grass to cling to both of them.
The White Tiger Demon Beast, initially approaching for a little snack, stopped in its tracks less than ten ters from the two of them.
Slling the scent on them, inhaling the odor on their bodies, it abruptly turned around and left, a look of disdain in its eyes.
In a few flickers, the White Tiger Demon Beast vanished.
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