On this side, Yu Bie Liu pretended to be an outsider, enjoying himself in the acting. Over there, in the forest, in an underground pit, Rong Jian was running for his life... being chased by a little tiger.

As for how things turned out this way, the story began half an incense stick ago. At that time, he was lying in a pool of blood, looking up at the sky with sorrow... looking at the cave ceiling, thinking about life.

Although he was stuck in the cave and couldn't get out, he still had a sense of time. Every day, he would use the faint sunlight and moonlight above the cave to record how long he had stayed in the cave.

Today is the day for the Rong family competition. He is very clear about this and understands that he is about to miss the stage where he thought he could prove himself.

But what can he do? He can't get out... Even God doesn't want him to participate.

So, even if he practiced body forging non-stop for the past two months and managed to raise his cultivation to the seventh level of body forging and marrow forging, what would that mean? If he couldn't get out, it would be useless.

I don’t know what’s so special about this pit. Even with his current strength, he can only leave a white mark on the wall of the pit if he hits it with all his strength!

Feeling that the day when he would leave here was far away, Rong Jian felt sad while he immersed himself in the pool of blood, letting the technique run on its own and absorbing the spiritual power in the blood pool.

But suddenly, there was a fluctuation of spiritual power coming from the stone wall next to him. Rong Jian turned his head and saw a tiger head emerging from the stone wall. At that moment, Rong Jian felt a long-lost excitement. The tiger was not important. What was important was that it came in!

If it can come in, it means he can go out. If he can go out, it means that he finally doesn't have to drink his own bath water anymore!

He was so excited that he jumped out of the blood pool and rushed to the tiger cub, carefully observing the place where the tiger cub's body met the cave wall.

There are fluctuations of spiritual power, it seems to be a... formation?

Great, he can finally get out! Rong Jian cheered in his heart, reached out and pressed against the tiger cub's head, pushing it outwards, and by the way, pressed his body against the wall of the cave to see if he could squeeze through...

The little tiger staggered after being pushed. After it came to its senses, it opened its mouth and howled: "Awoo!" Then it bit Rong Jian's hand.

Maybe because it was too small and its fangs hadn't fully grown yet, it didn't hurt much when it bit my hand, but it was... wet.

Of course, Rong Jian couldn't care less at this moment. He was anxious to get out of this place, so he used all his strength to push the little tiger into the formation.

He's out! After more than two months, he's finally out! Rong Jian wanted to roar to the heavens, to vent his inner excitement.

When I looked up, I saw a huge monster!

A massive body several meters tall, three pairs of wings stretched out, alternating yellow and black, representing the powerful "king," and the fierce, glaring eyes of a tiger...

A tiger with wings? A winged tiger? Rong Jian thought he knew which tiger he was standing before him. The overlord of the Tiger Forest, the Xunfeng Winged Tiger, the Tiger King.

"Awooo..." The little tiger who had just been pushed out rudely by him turned around and ran to the giant tiger, crying out in grievance.

Rong Jian's thoughts paused for a moment.

Tiger King, little tiger, does the Tiger King of Tiger Forest have any cubs? I've never heard of it, so there shouldn't be any. There's no news at all. How could there suddenly be a cub? It doesn't make sense at all...

"Aohou!" The huge tiger's mouth opened and roared at Rong Jian, and the surging air mixed with fishy smell hit his face.

Okay, I know the little tiger cub is your tiger king’s little tiger cub, so don’t be so loud... Rong Jian’s face was wooden, and he felt that his luck might be a little bad, no, not maybe, but definitely.

Otherwise, how could he have fallen into a pit and been unable to get out, only to emerge in the tiger king's lair and even push the cub to his death... Little tiger, why didn't you tell me you had such a powerful father earlier? Would I have pushed you so hard if you had told me earlier? Wouldn't I have worshipped you like an ancestor?

"Awoo! Awoo! Awoo!" The little tiger ran to Rong Jian with his short legs and started yelling at him. The gist of it was: I have my dad, and my dad is very fierce!

...Haha, it feels so damn good to have your dad call the shots, right, little tiger cub? Rong Jian felt like death was beckoning him, but he still wanted to struggle.

He turned around and rushed directly towards the formation on the stone wall. The scene in front of him changed and he was back in the pit.

Since it is a formation, it can definitely be destroyed. As long as the formation is destroyed, neither the tiger cub nor the tiger king can get through for the time being. He will have time to find a way to get out from other places and survive.

Thinking of this, Rong Jian turned around, mobilized all his strength, and punched the cave wall...

He didn't hit the wall of the cave, but hit the head of the little tiger that was running over!

Rong Jian: “?!” Oh my god, are you kidding me? He only has one problem now. He only has one life. Can he survive it?

The little tiger felt dizzy after being hit, but strangely, he did not fall back. Instead, he shook his head, and some anger flashed in his wide eyes.

"Awooo!" It roared at Rong Jian and rushed out directly from the cave wall.

A pair of tender, sparsely-haired wings slowly emerged from the little tiger's back. Rong Jian discovered that the tiger cub's aura had changed. From the powerless tiger cub before, it had become a tiger cub in the late first stage...

Rong Jian was stunned. Is it so easy for your spirit beasts to advance? They just skipped the early and middle stages and instantly became a first-stage late-stage spirit beast?

Thinking back on his struggle with blood blisters and blood for more than two months... he felt the malice from the world.

Looking at the little tiger cub flapping its wings and rushing towards him on four legs, Rong Jian suppressed the bitter feeling in his heart and took a vigilant attitude.

So what if he is in the late first stage? He is now in the seventh stage of body forging and can fight with him!

But then he heard the Tiger King's cold laughter from the other side of the cave wall: "Heh, try to touch my son again?!"

Rong Jian: "..." He turned and ran. He couldn't bear it any more than he could hide. He just hoped that the Tiger King would spare his life because he didn't mean it.

But... little tiger cub, can we not chase after you? I'm just a small character. I can't afford to offend your father. I dare not touch you. You! Don't come near me!

"Awoo awoo!" The little tiger shouted excitedly, chased excitedly, and excitedly wanted to give Rong Jian a claw back!

What could Rong Jian do? What else could he do except run?

Thus, in this small pit, a chase began and lasted for half an incense stick of time.

As the one being chased, Rong Jian felt that the bitterness in his heart was no longer the bitterness of chewing Coptis chinensis raw, but the bitterness of chewing a hundred Coptis chinensis raw, so bitter that it made him numb.

He dodged the tiger's attack again by turning sideways. Xin Rongjian was in despair. God, can you please give me a way to survive?