With Tu Longjian's permission, Yan Xiuzhu placed a seal on her.

"This seal will prevent the demonic energy within your body from being detected by other cultivators, and it will not hinder your cultivation."

"Thank you very much, Master. You have helped me so much, I don't know how to repay you." Tu Longjian smiled and looked at him.

The faint, cool fragrance of pear blossoms mingled with the delicate scent of bamboo, causing Yan Xiuzhu's heart to race slightly and his voice to deepen.

"Why are you being so polite with your master, A-Jian?" It's something I owe you.

Tu Longjian's eyes lit up, and he took out a neat white robe from his storage bag, presenting it with both hands.

“Master, this is a moon-white robe I bought at the foot of the mountain. It’s a popular style among young men these days.”

Yan Xiuzhu carefully accepted the clothes, and when he heard "young men all like to wear them," his ears twitched.

"Would it be inappropriate for my age if I wore this..." Yan Xiuzhu looked at Tu Longjian nervously, his knuckles unconsciously clenching his clothes.

"How could that be? Master is even more handsome than them. He would look very good in white."

"Okay, thank you, A-Jian." Yan Xiuzhu was relieved to hear this and smiled.

After bidding farewell to her master, Tu Longjian walked briskly to the mission hall to exchange for the Five Elements Mystic Scripture that she had been longing for.

The moment the Five Spirits Mystic Scripture reached her hands, it transformed into a beam of light, as if trying to avoid something, and instantly entered her mind. Tu Longjian felt his consciousness clear up, and several lines of large characters were imprinted in his heart.

In the beginning of time, chaos gave rise to the five elements, and spiritual roots were born accordingly, splitting into metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

To cultivate this secret method, one must practice in the order of the five elements' mutual generation, and then in reverse order, learn the law of the five elements' mutual restraint.

When the five elements finally merge into the power of the five elements, one can roam freely throughout the vast universe and even contend with the heavens.

A thunderous roar seemed to flash across the sky.

High in the sky, tens of millions of miles above, a pair of enormous eyes slowly opened, cautiously searching the world below.

That anomaly has been born!

The giant eye transformed several times, splitting into a pure white cloud. Through the evolution of an embryo, the cloud gradually took on a human shape.

The huddled figure stood up and grew taller inch by inch, eventually becoming a handsome man nine feet tall.

He opened his bewildered eyes, his white eyelashes obscuring his pair of emotionless, glassy pupils. His eyebrows and hair were all white, and his whole being was as cold and aloof as snow.

"Yun Mo, as an avatar of the Heavenly Dao, go to the lower realm to find that anomaly on my behalf."

Yun Mo slightly raised his chin, nodded indifferently, and his figure gradually disappeared.

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Five years later, deep in the Tailin Mountains.

A golden lion was running wildly through the forest. A protruding branch blocked its way. With a nimble leap, it jumped over the obstacle in front of it. The next second, however, it was attacked by a cold arrow flying from the sky.

The golden lion let out a mournful howl and collapsed onto the overgrown bushes.

It looked behind it with resentful eyes, licked the wound on its leg, staggered to its feet, and continued running forward despite the pain.

A young figure strode after him. He was dressed in a light blue and white outfit, his black hair was tied up high, making him look energetic and dashing. He also carried a quiver on his back.

The boy drew his bow, aimed at the wounded golden lion, and was eager to try, but was stopped by a clear, cold voice.

"Don't pursue a desperate enemy." The woman's voice was gentle, yet her aura was like a clear spring, like a pear blossom blooming alone in spring.

Although the boy was somewhat disappointed, he obediently put away his bow, raised his delicate little face, and revealed his bright white tiger teeth.

"elder sister."

Tu Longjian nodded slightly in response, took out a jade flute and placed it to his lips.

The flute music flowed, seemingly containing five-colored spiritual energy.

Upon hearing the melodious flute music, the golden lion gave up resisting, slowly walked towards the crowd, and then obediently lay down on the ground.

"Mi Lu, thank you for your help." Tu Longjian smiled at another pretty woman dressed as a healer.

"Don't be polite. This brat doesn't know how to go easy on you. Anyone who knows would know he's capturing a contracted monster, but anyone who doesn't would think he's hunting one."

The young boy, Feng Tianhe, carrying a bow, scratched the back of his head, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"Thank you for your help, Senior Sister Fang."

He then looked at Tu Longjian, his eyes filled with admiration and affection, "Sister's cultivation technique has reached a high level again, and she can now control Foundation Establishment Perfection Realm demon beasts at will."

Tu Longjian ruffled his neatly combed bangs and said with a smile, "Xiao Tian is always flattering me. Aren't you the same? Just five years ago you hadn't even entered the Qi Refining stage, but now you're almost at the Foundation Establishment stage."

"I suppose even Senior Feng didn't expect that you would choose the path of beast taming among so many methods."

"Once the contract with this golden lion is finalized, we can begin preparations for breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage."

Feng Tianhe gently grasped her sleeve and shook it, "Sister, thank you."

"Alright, let's form a contract with the Golden Lion."

Upon hearing this, Feng Tianhe nodded happily and walked toward the golden lion with joy.

The contract formation lit up on the grass. After a series of complicated operations, Feng Tianhe successfully contracted the golden lion, and the three of them headed back home.

When passing through the market at the foot of the mountain on the way back to the sect, many cultivators were queuing up in long lines in front of some shops.

They whispered among themselves, talking about Tu Mumu's milk tea shop.