"It's out." Gong Yizhu looked up toward a certain spot deep in the forest, his face still showing the expected, carefree expression. "Being attracted to the source of the Dao is truly the instinct of us exotic beasts."

This naturally included Shen Yuan beside him. But when this child saw the Dao Source in his hand, he was simply immersed in the Dao, without any greedy attempt to seize it, which made him look at him with a higher regard.

Luo Jiujiang wasn't as relaxed and carefree as Gong Yizhu, and he still had the mind to think about these things. The strange beast named "Wangtian Hou" had a body that was almost bizarrely narrow and long, like a rolling pin with frizzy hair on the top, or a plump shoe horn, its proportions almost out of shape.

Most of the trees in the deep forest are centuries old, and the tallest ones are said to be over twenty feet tall. However, this Sky-Watching Hound can easily poke its head out from among the treetops, and its two vine-colored eyes look down at Luo Jiujiang and Gong Yizhu, without any emotion in its gaze.

Luo Jiujiang silently held the hilt of his sword, his thumb already pressing on the spring, ready to draw the blade at any time and attack head-on.

Gong Yizhu found this reaction quite amusing. He glanced down at him with a slight smile. "You grew up in the sea, so the forest isn't your home turf. And this must be your first time facing this kind of beast. Are you really not afraid at all?"

Luo Jiujiang, who grew up on the sea, shook his head.

He truly wasn't afraid at all. During his time escaping death at breakneck speed, he'd killed so many disgusting creatures he couldn't even remember the exact number. Compared to the Taotie, whose eyes held only malice and appetite, the inanimate gaze of this Sky-Watching Hound even struck him as somewhat familiar.

"Good boy." Gong Yizhu stroked Luo Jiujiang's head again. Perhaps because none of his former disciples were as young as Luo Jiujiang, nor as short as him, Gong Yizhu never stroked anyone's head so smoothly, even though he was a kind teacher. "This Sky-Watching Hound is in the middle stage of growth and has recently reached the Golden Core stage. It's a good opportunity for you to practice."

Saying that using a golden elixir was enough to practice for a foundation-building stage would be enough to make anyone laugh, and those who thought too much might even jump up and shout murder. But in Gong Yizhu's mind, although Chen Yuan was still only at the foundation-building stage, he had already cultivated dragon energy, and the racial gap had widened completely, so a cross-level battle was no big deal.

Besides, he was only encouraging Chen Yuan to fight the Sky-Watching Hound, not forcing him to win. With him personally there to support him, he wouldn't let him get seriously injured.

Coincidentally, Luo Jiujiang thought so too.

He was at the age of youthful enthusiasm, and whenever he saw the Qinghe Society on the street, he would definitely try to join in. Needless to say, the excitement he felt when he met a powerful opponent was unbearable. His "Splitting Dome" move, which was formed in one go, was so powerful that, apart from breaking through the boundary when facing a critical situation, he had never had the opportunity to use it again. But wasn't this the perfect opportunity?

Golden Core Cultivation? Luo Jiujiang smiled and thought: I have never tried to fight against such an opponent.

This Wangtianhu's limbs appear thin, but that's only in proportion to its overall size. Exotic beasts are typically large and robust, and even this one, with its unusual proportions, resembles a mung bean sprout, but one of its legs is as thick as a bucket.

"Blindly losing weight is not a good idea." Luo Jiujiang chuckled, and his sword was unsheathed with a light knock. This sword was purchased from the shop under You Su's name. It was all fiery red and majestic. In his first battle, he encountered an opponent like Yin Bansi. In the eyes of other students, it was a rare and precious sword.

However, Gong Yizhu's brows tightened slightly.

This knife is not suitable for him. Although this child can use it, it is not suitable for him. It is better for me, as an elder, to get him a suitable one someday.

If Zhen Shuangliu knew about this, he would really jump up and scold him.

The hundreds of precious swords that he had carefully selected from all over the world of cultivation for Luo Jiujiang were now lying in the sword room waiting for Luo Jiujiang to choose at will. How could this old rival with a crooked nose and a slanting mouth first plot against his beloved disciple and then take the initiative to give him a broken sword picked up from the garbage dump?

Even with a new, unsuitable knife in hand, Luo Jiujiang showed no sign of fear. He slammed the giant tree beside him, leveraging its force to rise. He bent his body, flexed his legs, and pushed back against the trunk. At the same time, he cupped his left thumb and index finger, brought them to his lips, and whistled long and hard.

Although Gong Yizhu had not taught him sound killing alone in the past few days, his sound killing was melodious and pleasant, yet murderous, and had a kind of cruel beauty when it entered people's ears. Gong Yizhu smiled slightly when he heard it, and was proud of himself that he had a good teaching method.

Wangtianhu, who had been staring at Gong Yizhu because of the Daoyuan aura, finally slowly shifted his gaze to Luo Jiujiang.

Its entire skin color is a rocky gray, and its texture is as rough as a mined mountain. It has been standing there motionless since it poked its head out. A careless person might mistake it for a pillar.

However, when this "pillar" moves, it is so swift that it cannot be underestimated.

Luo Jiujiang swung up from the tree and swung his knife. The blade pressed against the slender neck of the strange beast, making a creepy sound, but it only left a white scratch on its hard skin.

Not only does it look like stone, it feels just as good as solid rock.

Although that strike was just a normal probing blow, it still drew upon Luo Jiujiang's full strength. If he hadn't had a backup plan, a cultivator at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment would have been completely powerless against the beast.

Although Luo Jiujiang wasn't too nervous, one thing still puzzled him: how could the Jiaotu, with its genitals sealed, silently produce precious mirage pearls? While the Taotie was a discerning eater, it could still be used as a food tester. The Wangtianhou rock carving before him, like a millstone, had served as a stone lion guarding the house during the Dragon God's creation era?

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