Chapter 2: White Tiger Bloodline

Before the White-Browed Tiger could launch a Wind Blade, the ground beneath its feet suddenly vanished; this time, it was not a slip-knot trap, but a simple sharp spikes trap.

During the fall, the White-Browed Tiger watched as it was about to be pierced by the bamboo spikes fixed at the bottom of the pit.

At the critical moment, the White-Browed Tiger violently unsheathed several sharp claws, easily stabbing them into the rock wall to the side, and with a burst of strength from its four limbs, it easily charged out of the trap.

Unexpectedly, this was a chain sharp spikes trap; the poor White-Browed Tiger had only just climbed out when it immediately fell into the next sharp spikes trap.

By the time it charged out of the trap again, it could no longer launch a long-range offensive against Li Changsheng, because it could not reach him!

"3, 2, 1, now!"

Li Changsheng swung across a distance of several tens of meters, and the moment he neared the rock wall, he could not help but extend his legs and kick off it fiercely.

At the same time, Li Changsheng exerted his Mental Power to the fullest, and a layer of invisible Mental Barrier covered the surface of his body.

Besides commanding Demon Pets, a Monster Tamer can also utilize Mental Power; depending on the method of operation, they can manifest all sorts of abilities.

The Mental Barrier is one such application, possessing a certain degree of defensive power, and coupled with Li Changsheng's excellent physical fitness, it was enough to ensure his legs would not be crippled by the impact.

The moment he kicked the rock wall, the Mental Barrier fluctuated violently and shattered instantly; immediately after, Li Changsheng felt his legs go numb, and he gripped the rope with all his might so as not to fall off the cliff.

"Success!"

Once his feet regained sensation, Li Changsheng used both hands and feet, gripping the rope to climb up.

One foot landed, already touching solid ground.

Fortunately, no accidents occurred along the way!

Hu-hu~

Only at this moment did Li Changsheng sit on the ground, disregarding his image, and pant heavily; although this plan took little time, the process was incomparably perilous, and a single moment of carelessness could have resulted in him being buried in the tiger's maw.

After catching his breath, Li Changsheng could not help but let out a hearty laugh, which echoed in the mountains for a long time.

He had succeeded!

Roar~

On the opposite cliff face, the bewildered White-Browed Tiger let out an angry roar, and a Wind Blade shot out, but unfortunately, it dissipated halfway, posing no threat to Li Changsheng at all!

Li Changsheng stood up, and regardless of whether the White-Browed Tiger opposite could understand him, he shouted sincerely: "I'm very sorry, but please rest assured, I will definitely take good care of it! If there is a chance in the future, I will bring it to see you!"

Although he had nearly been buried in the tiger's maw, it was ultimately his fault for acting first; otherwise, the White-Browed Tiger, having already filled its stomach, would not have chased him for no reason.

Roar~

The White-Browed Tiger remained angry, but unfortunately, it could not fly and could only pace back and forth on the cliff, helpless!

"Goodbye!"

Having no intention of provoking the White-Browed Tiger further, Li Changsheng waved at it, turned, and left; soon, his figure was submerged in the dense shrubbery.

After Li Changsheng disappeared, the White-Browed Tiger paced irritably for a few moments, its eyes revealing a look of contemplation, until finally, it turned abruptly, wanting to descend the mountain and circle around to the opposite forest; this was its last hope.

Spirit Beasts are evolved from living creatures; many Spirit Beasts possess intelligence no less than primates, and some special Spirit Beasts possess intelligence no less than humans.

Just at this moment, a slender figure appeared silently, as if in harmony with heaven and earth, leaning quietly against a large tree at the edge of the cliff.

This person was about thirty years of age, wearing a square cloth cap, a jade tablet tied at his waist, shoes adorned with snow-crystal beads, black hair hanging to his shoulders, phoenix eyes, and three long strands of beard under his chin; his slender black eyes flickered, filled with a captivating brilliance.

Roar~

The moment it saw the middle-aged man, the White-Browed Tiger brought with it a gust of fishy wind and lunged straight at him, biting toward the middle-aged man's throat.

"Oh, big cat, no need to be so fierce!"

The middle-aged man stroked his beard and smiled, his demeanor elegant and refined, untainted by the slightest worldly dust; he did not regard the White-Browed Tiger in the least. Instead of dodging, he extended his index finger with a movement that seemed slow but was actually fast, a lustrous glow flickering on his fingertip, and in an instant, it landed on the White-Browed Tiger's forehead.

Chi~

Accompanied by a soft sound, the middle-aged man remained silently leaning against the tree as if he had borne no force at all; in contrast, the White-Browed Tiger not only abruptly halted its momentum but was sent flying backward, only coming to a stop after rolling on the ground.

On the ground, the White-Browed Tiger struggled to get back up, but failed time and again, and could only glare with copper-bell-like tiger eyes, staring fiercely at the middle-aged man, its ferocity undiminished.

"You brat, you really don't let me worry; alright, I'm done playing with you!"

Ignoring the White-Browed Tiger, the middle-aged man tapped a branch with his foot and stepped lightly into the expanse of the cliff.

Before falling into the ten-thousand-foot abyss, a strong, milky-white radiance bloomed, and a pair of substantial light wings extended from the middle-aged man's back.

The middle-aged man flapped his light wings, quickly landed in the forest on the opposite side, and disappeared from sight.

Not long after, the White-Browed Tiger recovered its ability to move and scrambled up from the ground in a sorry state; its eyes rolled around, giving a very human-like impression, and finally, it lowered its proud head, abandoning the thought of pursuit.

The forest was fraught with crises; as Li Changsheng walked, he took out a Soul Bottle and sprinkled some pungent-smelling powder on his body. This powder could not only repel poisonous insects but also mask his scent. The only drawback was that it did not last long and had to be reapplied every half hour.

In the dense forest, a breeze blew, causing the branches and leaves to rustle; sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, turning into mottled spots of light on the ground. Two or three green skylarks were preening their feathers on the trees, their chirping echoing with the sound of a spring not far away.

It was also at this time that Li Changsheng finally stopped; he let out a light breath, as this was already the outskirts of the forest, which was undoubtedly much safer.

After surveying the surrounding environment and confirming there was no danger, Li Changsheng took down the package on his back that kept moving and opened it.

During this process, Li Changsheng's legs remained in a tense state, ready to exert force at any moment; this was also to avoid any accidents.

Roar-woo~

Accompanied by a childish roar, a 'little cat' suddenly drilled its way out. It took several deep breaths of fresh air, then turned to bare its fangs and brandish its claws at Li Changsheng, putting on a 'I am super fierce' act.

Unfortunately, its appearance made it impossible for anyone to have such a thought; instead, it gave people a feeling of being endearingly naive.

The 'little cat' was not big, only thirty or forty centimeters in length, its body was light yellow, covered in black stripes, and its eyes were big and round, giving it a cute feeling; the cub's petite size pushed this image to the extreme.

Additionally, on its forehead, there was a white mark and striped patterns, faintly forming the character 'King'.

This was naturally not a 'little cat', but the cub of the White-Browed Tiger, though compared to its parents, the difference in size was obvious.

Ignoring the little tiger's struggle, Li Changsheng grabbed the fur on the back of its neck and lifted it out.

The little tiger struggled instinctively, waving its paws repeatedly and baring its fangs; it naturally felt very unhappy with this culprit who had stuffed it into the package.

Unfortunately, its little short paws were too short to reach Li Changsheng at all.

Ignoring the little tiger's struggle, Li Changsheng began to release his Mental Power, covering an area of thirty meters in radius. In his mind, a scene like a radar began to emerge, with several light spots on it, representing the Spirit Beasts within the range.

The brighter the color, the higher the quality, and vice versa!

Within the range of his Mental Power, there were only a few light spots; except for one quite bright light spot, the rest were all very dim, like the light of fireflies setting off the brilliance of a bright moon, completely not on the same level.

The bright light naturally came from the "little cat" in front of him.

The next moment, Li Zhangsheng's Mental Power permeated the little tiger's body, and using the knowledge he possessed, he compiled its basic data.

【Spirit Beast Name】: Hanging-Eyebrow White-Forehead Tiger (Infancy Stage)

【Spirit Beast Realm】: Lower Rank 1st Tier

【Spirit Beast Race】: High-Level Servant

【Spirit Beast Quality】: Superior Quality

【Spirit Beast Bloodline】: White Tiger (Inferior Quality)

【Spirit Beast Attribute】: Wind Element

【Spirit Beast Status】: Healthy

【Spirit Beast Weakness】: Thunder

A Spirit Beast's strength is primarily determined by its realm; the realm can be broken through via battle, training, or treasures, and as long as it is cultivated properly, it will possess considerable combat power.

However, the realm is not the only standard for judging strength; there are many factors that affect a Spirit Beast's combat power, and besides the realm, quality, race, and even bloodline are all closely related.

There is no need to mention race; different Spirit Beasts naturally have different races, just like cats and tigers—both are felines, yet their racial talents are worlds apart.

Of course, this refers to ordinary cats and tigers.

Race is related to innate factors and is difficult to change later; for Spirit Beasts of the same realm, the higher the race, the more prominent their stats, and naturally, the stronger their combat power.

And the quality of a Spirit Beast is also closely related to combat power; the higher the quality of the Spirit Beast, the greater the boost to combat power.

Judging from the quality alone, this is a Hanging-Eyebrow White-Forehead Tiger cub with great potential, and it is also the highest-quality wild Spirit Beast within a radius of several dozen miles; it is no wonder Li Zhangsheng risked being buried in the tiger's maw to snatch it away.

(End of this chapter)