Capturing War Beasts

In the first year, because the academy revoked your subsidy, although you successfully entered the Qi Condensation Realm, the academy no longer focused on nurturing you.

In the second year, the Dean took pity on your difficulties and did not pursue the matter of your failure to complete the punishment on time, allowing you to continue planting Spirit Bamboo.

In the third year, you planted Spirit Bamboo.

In the fourth year, you planted Spirit Bamboo.

In the fifth year, you planted Spirit Bamboo.

In the sixth year, the Spirit Bamboo matured. Your punishment came to an end, and you successfully graduated from the academy with cultivation at the third level of the Qi Condensation Realm.

In the seventh year, in order to continue cultivating, you became a Teaching Master at a small sect.

In the eighth year, the sect you belonged to suffered an invasion from an outside sect. Unable to resist, your sect fell, and you would rather die than submit. Your body perished and your Dao vanished.

This was the result of Shen Yi's tenth simulation. With the experience of his previous simulations, he quickly found the crux of the matter.

"Spirit Bamboo!"

Shen Yi recalled what the books had recorded: Spirit Bamboo was difficult to cultivate. It needed to be watered daily with Spirit Spring Water and grew slowly. Even low-grade Spirit Bamboo took five or six years to mature, while High-grade Spirit Bamboo required thirty to fifty years.

"There's another point. This time, I accidentally caused a huge disaster. Without the academy's resources to aid my cultivation, my progress became so slow."

Shen Yi analyzed the matter calmly. The simulation had not mentioned anything about capturing battle beasts, which meant he could complete it in time. It seemed it was not too difficult.

The most urgent matter was finding a new source of Spirit Stones.

Looking at the medicinal herbs at home, of which only three days' worth remained, Shen Yi made up his mind to head for the outskirts of the Yunluo Mountain Range beyond the city and gather spirit herbs.

After spending three days memorizing the information on the outskirts of the Yunluo Mountain Range, Shen Yi used his few remaining Spirit Stones to buy a set of demonic beast-catching tools.

The Beast Taming Academy now regarded him as a ferocious beast and would not let him come within half a step. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and pay out of pocket. After all, since he had caused the trouble himself, he had to make amends even through tears.

Shen Yi touched the few talismans hidden against his chest. He had haggled with the shopkeeper for them when buying the beast-catching tools. They had not come easily.

Standing beneath the city gate, Shen Yi looked back in the direction of home before turning and walking toward the Yunluo Mountain Range.

This was his first time leaving the town, leaving the comfort zone before his eyes, and stepping into an unknown world.

The Yunluo Mountain Range lay west of Ninghai Town. From afar, clouds and mist shrouded it all year round, hence its name, Yunluo.

Although mostly low-tier demonic beasts roamed the outskirts of the Yunluo Mountain Range, danger still lurked at every turn. The terrain here was complex. Apart from demonic beasts, vegetation, mountain rocks, and boulders could also transform into spirits. One careless step, and one could be buried within.

Yet such a perilous place also produced many immortal herbs and spirit plants, drawing countless cultivators like moths to flame.

Shen Yi avoided the crowds and found a secluded path, only then feeling slightly more at ease.

"Even the weakest among those people probably have cultivation at the Body Forging Eighth Layer. Some of them have killing intent hidden in their eyes. One must never let down one's guard against others—it's better to avoid them."

After two days of travel, Shen Yi finally reached the outskirts of the Yunluo Mountain Range. One step ahead lay swirling clouds and mist, with its depths impossible to see, while behind him was a stretch of clear sky.

"Since I've already come this far, there is no reason to turn back."

Shen Yi's gaze was resolute as he stepped into the mist.

Ninghai Immortal Academy.

Feng Yang swept the area with his divine sense, then frowned slightly. "Why is this Shen Yi so ignorant of worldly affairs?"

By now, his anger had long faded. Seeing that Shen Yi had not come to the academy for several days, he felt somewhat displeased.

"Chen Chong and I are both Golden Core Cultivators. How could we truly become angry over such a trivial matter? Shen Yi, your comprehension is excellent. You should understand this. If you offer the two of us a cup of tea now and admit your mistake, then what happened before can be put behind us."

"Why would a dignified Dean like me care about a few green plants?"

Feng Yang grumbled inwardly. But with one careless movement of his hand, he knocked the branches and leaves before him to the ground, immediately revealing a pained expression.

"What immense strength! It even surpasses Big Black from the academy!"

Shen Yi retreated several steps before steadying himself. He stared at the demonic beast before him, his gaze blazing like torches.

"Although this Azure Stone Boar is a Tier 1 demonic beast, its strength is no weaker than that of an ordinary Tier 2 demonic beast."

Shen Yi had only just entered the Yunluo Mountain Range and had not gone far when the Azure Stone Boar set its sights on him, chasing him all the way here.

The terrain here was open, and Shen Yi was no longer constrained. He simply let loose and battled the demonic beast head-on.

With one punch, man and beast both staggered back several steps.

Shen Yi inwardly marveled at the beast's ferocity. The Azure Stone Boar was equally shocked. Of the humans who had died beneath its tusks, if there were not ten, there were at least eight. Yet it had never encountered anyone as thick-skinned and tough-fleshed as the person before it.

Its tusks might not be able to pierce anything and everything, but they were exceptionally sharp. Yet they could neither stab through nor scratch this man in the slightest. Looking at the faint white marks on Shen Yi's arm, the Azure Stone Boar unexpectedly began to feel afraid.

"Don't run! Stay obediently and become my battle beast!"

Shen Yi shouted and charged straight at those twin tusks. In an instant, grass and trees toppled, dust surged into the air, and man and beast once more tangled in battle.

"Bang!"

Shen Yi's punch smashed into the boar's head. The Azure Stone Boar's head immediately buzzed, stars dancing before its eyes. It tried to rise and counterattack, only to topple headfirst to the ground. It merely felt something extra around its neck. When it regained its senses, it saw that Shen Yi held a rope made of beast sinew, its other end tied around its neck.

"Not bad. At least you know what's good for you."

Seeing the boar submit and rub against his trouser leg as though resigned to its fate, Shen Yi was greatly satisfied.

"Where is it as troublesome as the academy taught? Capturing battle beasts is easy."

With the experience of his first success, Shen Yi repeated the method. Relying on his formidable Undying Skin, he forcibly beat many demonic beasts into submission.

"Come, come, come—line up! One at a time!"

The Azure Stone Boar stood off to one side, watching the savage handing out beast-tendon ropes to several fellow demonic beasts. For a moment, it did not know whether it should feel happy or sad.

After all, those few had suffered far more miserably than it had.

Shen Yi looked at the demonic beasts lined up before him, not daring to even breathe too loudly, and his heart brimmed with accomplishment. Who would have thought that in just one day, he had already captured more than ten demonic beasts? He had more than fulfilled the Beast Taming Academy's task.

Shen Yi walked ahead, followed by more than ten first-rank wild beasts—a rather spectacular sight. Seeing this, quite a few cultivators chose to steer clear.

"Boy, stop right there! Leave behind your battle beasts and offer them to my Young Master!"

Shen Yi frowned. What was bound to come had come in the end. As a transmigrator from modern society, he well understood the rules of the cultivation world: there would always be some fool who appeared at some point, wanting to snatch away the fruits of your labor.

"Xiao Ming, Little Red, Little Black—you three, get him! Bite him!"

The demonic beasts whose names had been called had black lines across their faces. Staring at the man shouting before them, they suddenly charged out, ready to unleash all of today's humiliation and grief.