readytorunbook Chapter 198 First Breeding of Cubs
Chapter 198 First Breeding of Cubs
Holding the cub, Zhuang Yu continued walking, leading Wang Yao away from the valley exit.
Sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground, but it couldn't dispel the unease in his heart.
The surrounding trees towered into the clouds, their dense foliage blocking out the sun and making the entire forest appear somewhat eerie.
He looked around warily, as if some ferocious beast might leap out of the seemingly peaceful forest at any moment.
His palm gently stroked the cub's soft fur, and his fingertips felt its slightly trembling body, causing his brows to furrow involuntarily.
"How's it here? It should be relatively safe," he said in a low voice, a hint of uncertainty in his tone.
Wang Yao followed silently behind him, looking at him and the cub with tender eyes. She didn't say anything, but just nodded gently.
Zhuang Yu gently placed the cub on the ground, built a simple nest with her hands, and lined it with soft leaves, hoping it could rest peacefully.
However, the cub didn't seem to appreciate it. It writhed restlessly, whimpering softly, and darted around like a wild horse, its tiny body crashing through the leaves and grass.
Zhuang Yu tried to bring the spiritual fruit in his hand to the cub's mouth, but it just turned its head away in disgust and refused to accept it at all.
He hurriedly took out some spirit beast meat, but the cub remained unmoved and even let out more urgent cries, its voice filled with anxiety and unease.
"What's wrong, little guy?" Zhuang Yu squatted down and gently comforted him, his fingers softly stroking the cub's back. Feeling the slightly stiff muscles under its fur, he became even more anxious.
He reached out to pick up the cub, but it struggled and avoided his touch.
This little thing seems completely out of place with everything around it.
Seeing its anxious appearance, Zhuang Yu felt a sense of helplessness and was at a loss, with fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
He paced back and forth, his brow furrowed, trying various methods to calm the cubs down, but all to no avail.
Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, his face darkened, and he stopped in his tracks.
His gaze deepened, as if he had made a decision. He looked at the cub, his lips twitched slightly, but he didn't make a sound.
"It seems to really dislike this place," Wang Yao said hesitantly, breaking the quiet atmosphere.
Zhuang Yu glanced at her thoughtfully, then returned his gaze to the cub. He reached out and gently stroked the cub's back, muttering to himself, "It seems we can't stay here any longer..."
Zhuang Yu took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
He knew that the more anxious he became, the less likely he was to solve the problem.
He closed his eyes, his mind sank into his sea of consciousness, and communicated with the mysterious space.
The familiar white mist swirled around, and the spirit pool in the center of the space shimmered with a soft light.
He went straight to the bookshelf, flipping through ancient books, searching for records about spirit beast cubs.
Finally, in an inconspicuous ancient book made of animal hide, he found a spiritual herb called "Soul-Soothing Grass".
This herb emits a faint fragrance and has the effect of calming the emotions of spirit beasts and helping them adapt to new environments.
Zhuang Yu was overjoyed and immediately found a Soul-Soothing Grass in his spatial storage.
It is emerald green all over, with leaves as light as feathers, and exudes a refreshing fragrance.
He carefully picked the spiritual herb and exited the mysterious space.
Back in reality, he squatted down and handed the spirit herb in his hand to the cub.
The cub was still fidgeting a little, but seemed to be attracted by the fragrance of the herb. After hesitating for a moment, it finally took a small bite.
A faint spiritual energy spread through its body, and its restless emotions seemed to gradually calm down.
Seeing this, Zhuang Yu quickly fed the entire spirit herb to it.
After the cub ate the spirit herb, its body stopped trembling and gradually calmed down, even letting out a few soft humming sounds, as if expressing its comfort.
Seeing the cub gradually calm down, Zhuang Yu's tense nerves finally relaxed, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.
He turned to look at Wang Yao, who was watching them tenderly. When Wang Yao saw him looking at her, she smiled slightly, walked forward gently, and reached out her slender fingers to stroke the cub's soft fur.
The cub seemed to enjoy her touch, making comfortable purring sounds and even rubbing its little head against her palm.
As Zhuang Yu watched this scene, a warm feeling welled up in his heart.
Sunlight filters through the leaves, casting golden rays upon them. The scene is warm and beautiful, like a tranquil family portrait.
"It seems to like you a lot," Zhuang Yu said softly, his tone full of amusement.
Wang Yao smiled gently, said nothing, and continued to stroke the cub softly.
Zhuang Yu also squatted down and stroked the cub's back. Feeling its soft fur, most of the fatigue in his heart dissipated.
He looked at Wang Yao and the cub, feeling the tranquility of the moment, and his heart was filled with satisfaction.
He knew that he had to protect this beautiful thing and become stronger in order to protect himself and the people around him.
Suddenly, Zhuang Yu sensed a familiar presence approaching.
His expression instantly turned serious, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the treetops swaying slightly in the distance, and he immediately understood.
He knew that it was True Lord Qingyan and his disciples who had come looking for him.
He quickly shielded Wang Yao and the cub behind him, his eyes turning cold, his vigilance instantly reaching its peak.
The rustling of leaves sounded particularly jarring in the silent forest, and Zhuang Yu's gaze, sharp as an eagle's, swept across every corner of the surroundings.
His heart was racing, but his breathing became steady. His years of internal energy cultivation allowed him to remain calm even in tense moments.
A moment later, the figures of True Monarch Qingyan and his disciples slowly emerged from the shadows of the trees. Their steps were calm and confident, as if they had come prepared for this appearance.
A cold smile played on Qingyan Zhenjun's face as his gaze swept back and forth between Zhuang Yu, Wang Yao, and the cub, finally settling on Zhuang Yu.
"I really didn't expect you to be able to find this divine beast cub. It seems you do have some skill." Qingyan Zhenjun's voice carried a hint of coldness, as if mocking Zhuang Yu's audacity.
His apprentice chimed in, his face full of arrogance and disdain.
Zhuang Yu clenched his fists, but was not provoked by the other party's provocation.
His eyes revealed a firmness and calmness, as if he had already foreseen all the changes to come.
He turned slightly to the side, completely shielding Wang Yao and the cub behind him, ensuring they were not threatened in the slightest.
"Did you come here just to say a few more words?" Zhuang Yu's voice was deep and powerful, filled with an undeniable aura.
His gaze was sharp as a knife, staring directly at True Monarch Qingyan, as if to tell him that he had already seen through their scheme.
The cold smile on Qingyan Zhenjun's lips became even more pronounced. He slowly and deliberately approached, each step exuding composure, as if he were enjoying the sense of control he had in this moment.
"Don't rush, Zhuang Yu, we're just here to see the legendary divine beast cub. Of course, if you think it's no longer useful, you can consider..." Before Qingyan Zhenjun could finish speaking, Zhuang Yu...
Qingyan Zhenjun's words came to an abrupt halt, and the atmosphere between the two became extremely tense, like a taut string that could snap at any moment.
Zhuang Yu had a cold smile on his lips, but his eyes were as cold as frost.
"True Lord Qingyan, it's time to settle our score today. However, fighting and killing are too vulgar. How about we find another way?"
Qingyan Zhenjun was taken aback, clearly not expecting Zhuang Yu to say such a thing.
He exchanged a puzzled look with his apprentice, who also looked bewildered.
They originally thought Zhuang Yu would fight back desperately, or escape by various means as before.
Unexpectedly, he took the initiative to resolve the grudge, and in a way that was "not vulgar".
"Oh? What kind of 'not vulgar' do you want?" True Monarch Qingyan asked with interest, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery.
He wanted to see what tricks this cunning boy would pull this time.
Zhuang Yu pointed to an open space not far away, "The terrain there is flat and the spiritual energy is abundant, which is perfect for a contest. You and I will each rely on our own abilities to determine the winner. The winner can naturally take away the divine beast cub; the loser must never come to bother us again."
Qingyan Zhenjun narrowed his eyes slightly, pondering to himself.
Zhuang Yu's proposal seemed fair, but it was strange in many ways.
How could someone at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm possibly contend with someone at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm?
Could it be that he has some hidden trump card?
"Master, be careful, it might be a trap!" the disciple whispered a warning from the side. He felt that Zhuang Yu's behavior was somewhat abnormal.
True Monarch Qingyan waved his hand, indicating that his disciple did not need to say anything more.
He already had a plan in mind, and even if Zhuang Yu had any tricks up his sleeve, he was confident that he could handle them.
"Fine, I agree. However, if you lose, it won't be as simple as just handing over the divine beast cub." True Monarch Qingyan's tone was icy, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Zhuang Yu smiled noncommittally, "That's natural. The winner takes all, the loser is condemned. Since I dared to make this suggestion, I am naturally prepared to bear the consequences."
Just as tensions were running high, an unexpected change occurred.
The once clear sky suddenly darkened.
Thick, dark clouds rolled in, blocking out the sunlight, as if the end of the world had arrived.
"What's going on?" Qingyan Zhenjun's disciple exclaimed, looking up at the sky.
True Monarch Qingyan's expression also changed, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.
He felt a powerful pressure descend from the sky, making it hard for him to breathe.
Zhuang Yu's gaze also turned to the sky, and he muttered to himself, "It seems the real show has only just begun..."