Volcano Cloud Leopard

Several people surrounded the Volcano Cloud Leopard like this, neither killing it nor letting it escape.

Seeing this, Lei Mo was certain that these people intended to tame the magical beast.

Lei Mo wanted a magical beast mount too, but he did not know what he had to do to obtain one.

According to Lei Mo's memories, one could either sign a Master-Servant Contract or an Equal Contract.

An Equal Contract required the magical beast to set it up, while a Master-Servant Contract required a high-level mage to do so.

Lei Mo was a high-level mage, but he knew nothing. Or perhaps he needed a Magical Beast Contract Scroll—ah, he did not have one of those either. He truly was the shame of the Saint Realm.

Now he had an opportunity to see how these people did it, because he had also noticed that one of the seven was a mage.

He did not know whether the man was an eighth- or ninth-level mage. As a mage who was only half-competent, Lei Mo could not make an accurate judgment.

He did not know whether they had been fighting for a long time already, but the Volcano Cloud Leopard was gradually weakening, and its speed had slowed.

Leopard-type magical beasts relied on speed. Without it, their strength dropped sharply, and their physical defense was not particularly impressive.

Sure enough, the Volcano Cloud Leopard suffered several heavy blunt strikes in succession. Since they wanted to tame it, the warriors had not used overly sharp weapons. Otherwise, despite the Volcano Cloud Leopard's strength, it would have died long ago.

The weakest among these seven people should have been at least eighth-level, because their speed could not be faked. Generally speaking, magical beasts were far stronger than humans at the same level.

Yet they could fight the magical beast with ease, occasionally clash with it head-on, and still not fall behind.

Normally, one had to be one level above a magical beast to do that. Considering that several people were bullying a single magical beast, Lei Mo had made this conservative assessment.

As he thought this, the Volcano Cloud Leopard was struck heavily several more times and was already coughing up blood.

At that moment, the person who seemed to be an eighth-level Archmage stepped forward and used an unknown liquid to draw a mysterious Rune on the ground.

Compared to the Runes Lei Mo had studied, it was no worse.

Then the man drew some of his own blood and dripped it into the mysterious Rune. Light flashed, and the Rune on the ground floated into the air. After pausing briefly, it flew into the Volcano Cloud Leopard's forehead.

"Ah, that's it? It's over already?" It was far too easy. Lei Mo had already memorized that Rune.

"I just don't know whether it'll work when I use it. Haha, what a profit. Peeping really is a good business. Good thing I'm in the Saint Realm—my spiritual power is much stronger than theirs, so they can't detect me."

Otherwise, how could he have gotten such a good deal? After learning the Rune, Lei Mo did not show himself to that group and quietly went around them.

Seeing those seven people confirmed that he was indeed not far from human territory.

After composing himself, he carried his enormous pack and headed east.

Lei Mo did not intend to leave the Seti Mountains just yet. He had not tested the Rune he had just gotten for free.

This harvest gave Lei Mo an idea. In magic academies without Saint Realm mages, could he get even more magical knowledge for free?

Logically speaking, this method should not work. Saint Realm mages were not so lacking in integrity that people could freely mooch off them like this. Otherwise, would things not descend into chaos?

However, Lei Mo's spiritual power coverage really was somewhat enormous.

Whatever. Coming to this world was already mysterious enough. What else was there that he could not accept?

He had decided. This was what he would do. From such a distance, who could possibly discover him? A God Rank expert?

God Rank experts were all studying the Mysteries of laws. Who would care about such basic magic?

Once he made up his mind, Lei Mo acted. After going around those seven people, he traveled several hundred more kilometers.

Afraid that he might accidentally leave the mountain range, he followed along its edge this time. He found a cliff, casually blasted out a small cave in its face, sealed the entrance with stones, scattered grass seeds over it, and used Life Magic to make them grow.

From the outside, the cave entrance was now absolutely impossible to see.

Lei Mo took out his beast-hair brush and used pigments to perfectly reproduce the Rune he had seen in his beast-hide notebook.

Only then did he begin to wonder what material that man had used to draw the Rune.

But it was not difficult to guess, because Tauren Rune Engravers also had to choose materials for their inscriptions.

Rune engraving required using a carving knife to first carve the shape of a Rune into an object, but that was not the entirety of Rune engraving. One also had to fill the Rune with the corresponding magical beast blood.

Finally, the Rune Engraver would activate the Ancestral Spirit's Blessing, which was a wave of spiritual fluctuation. Lei Mo did not really understand what it was.

The pigment that man had used really did resemble processed magical beast blood. At most, it had some herbs added to prevent the blood from coagulating.

Thinking that humans had also split off from the beastmen, a surge of pride rose within Lei Mo.

Our ancestors invented all of this. You merely took it and innovated upon the original foundation. It was so much like Huaxia's many great inventions.

He had gone off topic. In order to study Rune engraving, Lei Mo always carried magical beast blood with him. He just did not know whether there were any requirements for the attributes of the blood.

After countless generations of ancestors had summed up their findings, different Runes required different magical beast blood to achieve the best effects.

For example, the Runes for sturdiness, strength, and gravity achieved their best effects only with Earth Element magical beast blood. Other magical beast blood could work as well, but the results were many times worse.

Lei Mo carried more than one kind of magical beast blood, and all of them had been mixed with herbal powder. Otherwise, the blood would coagulate and spoil.

He took out the many bottles and jars he carried, searched through them carefully, and arranged the bottles separately.

He did not organize them according to the old Rune Engravers' requirements, but according to elemental attributes.

Those with uncertain attributes were placed separately, leaving more than a dozen messy piles on the ground.

Yes, piles. The bottles came in all sorts of shapes and sizes, with different heights and capacities. It would have been strange if they could be arranged neatly.

But it did not matter! Lei Mo found a relatively flat stone slab, used the hands of an eighth-level warrior to circulate his battle aura and smooth it over, and made it roughly level. It should not interfere with its use.

Lei Mo took out his beast-hair brush, selected magical beast blood of the Darkness Element, and began drawing on the stone slab.

The moment he finished, Lei Mo dripped in his own blood, instinctively feeling that it should work.

After wiping the stone slab clean, Lei Mo used another kind of magical beast blood with an uncertain attribute to draw that Rune again.

The moment the Rune was completed, before he even had time to drip in his blood, the entire cave trembled. What the hell was going on? An earthquake?

With Lei Mo's strength, he was not afraid of being buried in the cave. Still, for the sake of caution, he crawled out through the entrance to inspect the area.

Everything outside was normal. There was no sign of mountains collapsing or the ground splitting, so he returned to the cave.

After returning, Lei Mo felt that something was wrong. Looking carefully, he found that the dim cave was as bright as day in his eyes.

A Purple Totem Pillar had pierced into the stone slab, and together with the slab, it floated in midair.

Lei Mo was not terribly shocked. He had long known that this Totem Pillar was a treasure, but aside from greatly increasing his elemental affinity, he had never discovered any other use for it.

But what did it mean that it had pierced into the stone and was floating before him?