800: 799: Hunting beasts with a beauty 800: 799: Hunting beasts with a beauty Tang Feng stopped the won and pulled the three beasts forward.
“Are you, mighty Immortal Beasts at the God-casting Realm, actually pleading for rcy?”
“Compared to life, what’s pleading for rcy worth?” The Eagle Beast replied helplessly.
“Smart choice.
Among these people, pick your masters yourselves.” Tang Feng said.
The won were stunned.
No way, Immortal Beasts at the God-casting Realm being gifted to them?
Their hearts raced uncontrollably.
Could Brother Feng be this powerful?
They couldn’t comprehend it; after all, he was only at the Empyrean Mystic Realm.
“No, if you want us to recognize them as masters, we’d rather die.” The determination in the beasts’ eyes wasn’t a joke, and Tang Feng could see it.
The strong have their pride, and Immortal Beasts are no exception.
“Fine, for now, follow .” After Tang Feng spoke, the three beasts finally quieted down.
Soon after, Tang Feng assigned them the task of protecting the won, ensuring their safe escort out of the mountains.
Only when they reached the city would they be truly secure.
The beasts were marked, and had no choice but to accept their fate.
Tang Feng, however, stayed in the mountains, continuing his search for the remaining disciples of the Immortal Institute.
Three days passed, but Tang Feng found nothing.
He had traversed nearly the entire mountain range, yet found no trace.
He had promised Xiao Ziqing to bring all of them back to the Immortal Institute.
Two more days later, Tang Feng arrived at a mountain range.
Sure enough, an unexpected discovery awaited him.
Deep within the valley lay a dilapidated ruin.
If not for a faint primordial aura seeping out, Tang Feng might have overlooked it entirely.
He didn’t enter imdiately but left a mark instead.
His priority was still to locate the missing won.
Divine Sense swept through the mountains in a thorough search.
To his surprise, this forest appeared entirely pristine and untouched, with few visits from anyone.
Tang Feng suddenly entertained an idea: establishing a legacy here on Primordial Star wouldn’t be a bad idea.
He conducted a survey, and soon after, made an even greater discovery.
A mid-grade Immortal Vein—an exceedingly rare treasure in the current Immortal Domain.
Tang Feng felt incredibly lucky; compared to his previous life, this was like heaven and earth.
Since fate brought him good fortune, he naturally couldn’t squander it.
He claid the area.
Setting up formations and constructing palaces, within a single thought, a magnificent cluster of palaces appeared atop the mountain.
He planted the second-generation Ancestor Tea within the Supre Pavilion.
Naming it “Supre” reflected Tang Feng’s high aspirations for himself.
Since cultivation was his path, he would aim for the peak and venture as far as possible.
Otherwise, it would be a sha to waste his chance at rebirth.
After spending a day there, Tang Feng left behind so Immortal Puppets to tend to the area.
They were programd with modern garden managent techniques, ensuring that in ti, this place would rival any Cave Heaven Blessed Land.
With a sixteenth-grade protective formation in place, Tang Feng had no concerns about the site being exposed.
He decided to select so talented low-level Immortals from Primordial City for cultivation and pass on his alchemy techniques.
In his previous life, dicine God Palace had been destroyed.
In this life, wherever he went, dicine God Palace would arise.
One day, when dicine God Palace existed everywhere, the entire Immortal Domain would be Tang Feng’s domain.
By the ti he ascended to the Divine Realm, this would be his ultimate goal.
After arriving in the Immortal Domain and conducting his surveys, it was clear that the Immortal Realm was a Forgotten Land within the Immortal Domain—sealed and abandoned.
The events of that ti remained obscure, but the abandonnt suggested the Immortal Realm held sothing detestable.
What could it be?
Tang Feng couldn’t guess imdiately.
He speculated it might have been a seal for so supre powerhouse, but that was rely conjecture.
Whether or not it was true remained to be evaluated.
Two days later, Tang Feng finally found the remaining won in a mountain ravine.
Hearing movent, they tensed up.
Upon seeing Tang Feng, they could no longer contain their emotions and burst into tears.
Tang Feng saw their disheveled clothing, their wounded bodies, and the nearly ten unconscious among them.
Clearly, they had encountered a formidable enemy—it was a miracle they had survived.
“Alright, alright, stop crying.
Everything’s fine now.”
Unexpectedly, his words made them cry even harder.
Tang Feng didn’t understand what they had been through.
Yet he sensed so of it, though he didn’t voice his thoughts.
Won have their pride; they naturally didn’t want their worst monts revealed to Tang Feng.
“I’m sorry, Brother Feng, the Immortal Boat is gone.”
“As long as you’re alive, the Immortal Boat can be rebuilt.
Gather everyone and follow .” Tang Feng took out another Immortal Boat, bringing the won aboard, treating the injured female disciples, while the others cleaned up.
Tang Feng had prepared clothing for them.
The won were deeply moved by Tang Feng’s care and thoughtfulness.
They were grateful to have encountered Tang Feng.
Without the Jade Talismans he had given them earlier, none of them would have survived.
Recalling the terrifying enemies, they shuddered internally.
With Tang Feng here, their hearts were finally at ease, realizing at that mont the importance of a man.
Tang Feng treated each injured disciple, asking their senior sisters to help them clean up.
Looking at the healthy female disciples from the Immortal Institute, Tang Feng couldn’t help but reflect: people must be tempered in dangerous situations; otherwise, the sharp edge buried in their hearts will never erge.
“Follow ,” Tang Feng said.
He wanted them to face their inner demons; otherwise, their lives wouldn’t amount to much.
Stepping out of the Immortal Boat, Tang Feng led them to a mountain peak where two Spiritual Beasts were battling below.
Noticing Tang Feng and the won, the beasts stopped fighting and attacked them instead.
Instinctively, the won retreated.
They were indeed scarred by their prior ordeal.
Their natural fear showed, just as Tang Feng had anticipated.
“If you don’t even have the courage to fight back, your lives will remain stagnant.
Is this truly what you desire?”
The won grew silent; Tang Feng was right.
If they continued this way, they were bound to destroy themselves.
“Well, since we have him, sisters, let’s give it our all!”
Exchanging glances, they resolved themselves.
They showcased their skills and charged at the beasts.
Tang Feng smiled in satisfaction at the sight.
Sotis, enemies aren’t the scariest thing—it’s the absence of courage.
Failure isn’t terrifying, as life is long, and repeated failure wouldn’t matter.
Even one success could lead to lifelong glory.
Once the won regained their courage, their montum returned.
With their hesitation gone, their attacks beca sharper, their teamwork seamless, gradually overpowering the beasts.
An hour later, the two early-stage God-casting Realm mutated Immortal Beasts were killed by the won.
Exhausted, they collapsed to the ground, but radiant smiles adorned their faces.
Tang Feng handed them elixirs.
After consuming them, their fatigue vanished.
Carrying the mutated Immortal Beast bodies, they returned to the Immortal Boat.
Outside the Immortal Boat, Tang Feng set up a grill.
He carved the beasts into pieces and placed them over the fire, taking on the role of a barbecue chef.
From his spatial dinsion, he retrieved Earth-style seasoning, and soon, the aroma tempted the won out.
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