Some people with ulterior motives planned an attack to send a warning to Shang Yanting.

But their plans were ruined by three magical beasts.

However, because of this, the weakest of them all, Little Grey, was bravely injured.

It had been slashed in the thigh and returned screaming all the way, lying directly in front of Jia Xitong.

"Hiss!"

The twenty senior brothers felt extremely guilty. They were also injured, but they hurriedly went out to find a veterinarian to treat Little Grey first.

At that moment, Jia Xitong felt that she understood the meaning of its cry—

Master, quickly give me that talisman that can be burned!

Jia Xitong fed one of the incantation talismans to Xiao Huihui and each of her senior brothers.

"Moo!"

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

The giant rhinoceros and Fa Cai waited for a long time, and when Jia Xitong didn't give it to them, they made a special sound to remind her.

As has been the custom for many years, the owner's belongings must be made in triplicate, to ensure fairness and impartiality.

It takes even more skill than raising a child to be considerate.

Jia Xitong then burned two fake talismans for them.

The fake talismans are just for them to have a say.

As a hero of this incident, her daily dose of Purple Spirit Pills will be increased from half a pill to one pill per beast. She also generously poured two spoonfuls of spiritual marrow, mixed it with spring water, and gave each of them a bowl.

When the senior brothers finished receiving treatment and came out of the room, they saw Jia Xitong carrying the small basket she had been using since Qing Shuang Peak, feeding the three magical beasts with fodder.

Even Little Grey, who has an injury on his leg, was engrossed in eating.

These three magical beasts are really well-fed and healthy thanks to the fine barrel.

Even the three most common and weakest magical beasts in Dongxu Kingdom could be raised to the Martial Spirit level. Suddenly, the senior brothers felt that they could also break through to the Martial Spirit level.

"Junior brother, we are preparing to go into seclusion to break through to the Martial Spirit realm."

The eldest brother solemnly announced their decision.

Dingtian Academy is unlike their Holy Capital Academy, where Martial Spirits roam freely and Martial Grandmasters are as common as dogs. While their Martial Master level might be considered somewhat impressive within their own academy, here it's nothing.

The weak will be oppressed.

Weakness will hold you back.

This time when they came to Dingtian Academy, their junior brother and Xitong provided them with accommodation and helped them arrange to audit classes. They have already helped them a lot.

Yan Qing is currently in a sensitive situation. If it weren't for the three magical beasts today, they would definitely have run into trouble and caused problems for their junior brother.

Therefore, everyone agreed to make a collective breakthrough.

Anyway, we still have the pills Yan Qing gave us. Let's give it a try and see if it works.

"good."

Shang Yanting thought it was feasible.

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The day before the breakthrough

The twenty fellow disciples were all crammed into a small room, the doors and windows tightly shut, all acting mysteriously.

Did you bring it?

The eldest brother asked in a low voice.

"I brought it!"

Eleventh Senior Brother nodded.

"Okay, let's begin!"

The second senior brother took out a flat, large porcelain plate for holding fruit, and the eleventh senior brother took out the wrapped raccoon and placed it in the empty fruit plate.

"Senior brother, can you explain to me what this is for?"

Jia Xitong looked at the twenty people standing neatly together, while the animals in the stable, such as Fa Cai, had not yet been fed.

"Shh, Xitong, don't speak."

The eldest brother took the lead, raising the raccoon's furry paw and kissing it, saying, "May good luck come my way and bless me with a smooth breakthrough."

The second senior brother continued, "May good fortune come and bless me to a smooth breakthrough."

Here's what happened.

One day, everyone discovered a copy of "The Record of Rare and Exotic Beasts" officially compiled by Dingtian Academy in the study.

They had only been looking at the monsters for amusement, until they finished the whole book and found a description of the thin barrel on the last page.

[Xitong, a demonic beast from Jiuwei Mountain.]

Powerful and the nemesis of the Dry Land Tortoise

Gentle in nature and tenacious in life.

They possess dragon blood, therefore they are adept at acquiring wealth, and encountering them brings good fortune.

Good luck will come if you encounter it.

So everyone kidnapped the raccoon before going into seclusion.

"Ah, that's why!"

Jia Xitong untied the little bun on her head and lifted the bangs that were used to cover the dragon scales. "If you want good luck, you have to touch it."

She generously showed off her treasures to her fellow students.

Dragon horns, understated luxury

Dragon scales, shimmering with golden light

"My God!"

The senior brothers were all stunned. How did these two treasures grow in just three years?!

Everyone crowded around and started touching him.

This sheer enthusiasm almost polished the matte dragon horns to a shine. Having enjoyed their good fortune, the senior disciples left satisfied, leaving behind a little raccoon with its fur standing on end.

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The main hall of the Wanqi family

Master Nimu couldn't deal with Shang Yanting, so he came here to complain.

"Your Excellency, Yan Qingzhen has gone too far! You must seek justice for me!"

Wan Qijing frowned upon hearing this.

Doesn't she want to teach Yan Qing a lesson?

This person repeatedly refused the invitations of the Wanqi family, injured her contracted magical beast, and prevented Ayun from taking on disciples for three years.

Although she had never met Yan Qing, the enmity between them had accumulated to a great extent. However, given that Yan Qing possessed the strength of a Martial King and was a peak master, with various forces watching him, she couldn't very well take action.

However, seeing the furious middle-aged cultivator in front of her, she suddenly thought of a plan—to use someone else to do the dirty work.

"Master Nimu, please have a seat."

Wan Qijing sighed and began to talk to him. Half an hour later, Master Nimu, as if reborn, left arrogantly with Wan Qijing's support.

Since ancient times, even heroes have found it hard to resist the charms of beautiful women.

He looked at the female disciples he had recruited, "Jingya, come here."

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