Little Bear sure has a huge appetite.
A Space Ring full of food was gone in just a few days.
Fortunately, the centipede swarm attacked again, and this ti there were far more of the giant centipedes.
Fang Che and Yan Beihan were killing, while Little Bear followed behind, munching on Centipede Pearls, coordinating perfectly.
Yan Beihan killed and collected at the sa ti, and then when it got dangerous, she would break through the siege and escape, repeating the cycle over and over.
Although the centipede swarm grew larger and more nurous, with every battle, Fang Che and Yan Beihan’s strength grew each ti.
It was like military training.
During one of the centipede attacks, a flock of monster birds also joined the fray, and sohow they started attacking the centipedes from mid-air.
Suddenly, centipedes rained down from the sky like hail.
Then the two of them were frantically chased by the monster birds.
Day by day, ti passed, with the two of them fighting almost every day.
And just like that.
Nine years slipped by.
There was just one year left until the Yin-Yang realm would open.
Mountain peak.
After the battle.
Fang Che was playing with a snake pearl the size of a bowl, seemingly filled with countless rainbow glimrs.
He felt a sense of satisfaction.
"This thing, if brought out, is a holy antidote treasure for ordinary Jianghu people. How many have you collected?"
Fang Che turned his head and smiled.
"I’ve collected over seventy, not as many as you have." Yan Beihan snorted.
At their feet lay dozens of giant serpents’ corpses.
Unmoving on the ground, blood freely flowing.
In this battle, they took the offensive, hunting down the snakes that once pursued them, wiping out the entire swarm and even a colossal Snake King!
Skin them, harvest pearls, and extract the inner core.
"Nine whole years, it feels like a dream!"
Yan Beihan’s face had signs of hardship, and she said with so emotion: "Back when we first arrived, who would have thought we would have fought relentlessly here for nine years."
"Nine years..."
Fang Che chuckled and said, "I never thought I would one day reach the Second Grade Venerable level in cultivation."
Yan Beihan rolled her eyes, snorting in annoyance.
Because she was currently just at Third Grade Venerable level.
Though only one level higher than Fang Che.
But when it ca to combat power, she was no match for him. In a sparring match, she would be completely overpowered.
So, in the past six months, the unpleasantness of sparring had disappeared from their routine.
"Don’t be too pleased with yourself yet. Once we leave, you’ll still be at Sixth Grade King level. That won’t change!" Yan Beihan tried to dampen Fang Che’s spirit.
"It’s fine."
Fang Che said, "I already accepted the drop from King level to martial master when I entered here; I can handle dropping back to King level when I leave. I’ll just train again. Plus, knowing the secrets of the Venerable level makes my training more efficient."
He said seriously: "To be honest, I owe a lot to Eldest Lady Yan’s guidance."
In his previous lifeti, he only reached Emperor Level and knew nothing about Monarch and Venerable levels. This breakthrough in the Yin-Yang realm was significantly aided by Yan Beihan.
Yan Beihan turned her head awkwardly: "You had the potential, you would’ve walked this path eventually, so there’s no need to thank for that."
She coughed awkwardly twice, glanced quickly at Fang Che’s face, then averted her eyes, looking at the valley, and changed the subject: "I can still rember being chased by those giant snakes back then. Never thought in my wildest dreams we’d slay all these serpents here."
Fang Che shook his head with a wry smile: "Yes, back then I said it would take five or six years, never imagining it would take nine whole years to reach this point. I really didn’t know my limits."
A roar sounded behind them, as the now half-grown Little White Tiger struck a majestic pose.
Roaring at the sky.
In the sky, hearing the roar, a dozen or so monster birds turned and fled, disappearing in an instant without a trace.
"Little White is quite formidable now."
Yan Beihan nearly laughed out loud.
In these eight years, Little White Tiger grew rapidly, and with the help of Fang Che’s Infinite Scripture, it was reborn over and over again.
Though not yet fully mature, its combat power already surpassed that of its White Tiger parents.
The monster bird flocks that used to bully it now didn’t dare to face it.
Little White had turned the tables, now bullying the monster birds.
Though still unable to defeat Fire Phoenix, Fire Phoenix couldn’t do anything to it either!
The little guy was now truly a dominant presence in this area.
"Only Little Bear... this little one..."
Yan Beihan twisted her face, picked up the soundly sleeping Little Bear, utterly speechless: "How did this little rascal only gain five and a half pounds in all that ti?"
"It hasn’t even grown!"
"Nine years ago it weighed fourteen and a half pounds, and now it’s twenty pounds... how does that make any sense?"
Yan Beihan was exasperated: "In these nine years, this little creature has gobbled down centipedes until they’re almost extinct in the Yin-Yang realm, along with all kinds of demon beast and snake at, hasn’t it eaten at least tens of millions of pounds by now? Where did it all go?"
"What’s up with you, Bear!?"
Yan Beihan was distressed: "Given the way you are, how can we leave you in the Yin-Yang realm when we leave?"
Little Bear, still drowsy, looked bewildered, stuffing a bear paw into its mouth, eyes wide with confusion.
Not understanding what Yan Beihan was thinking.
"Don’t worry, with Little White around, Little Bear won’t suffer any losses. Besides, have you noticed how strong Little White is and yet it’s still afraid of Little Bear? You’re worried about the wrong things."
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