The Crazy Old Man continued his analysis, "Considering the events at the treasure vault, I'm almost certain that neither the time you unsealed the Spirit Weapon in the Zhou Family Secret Realm nor your accidental intrusion into Handsome Uncle's treasure vault were simple coincidences."
"How so?" Jiang Fan asked.
"It's expired." After saying that, the Crazy Old Man looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. Then, with a nostalgic and wistful tone, he continued:
"It seems he really is dead. As for whether he was reincarnated, who can know such a thing?"
After listening, Jiang Fan stroked his chin and continued his analysis, "You mean, because that person is completely dead, all the restrictions on the Spirit Weapon, the treasure vault, and everything else have disappeared, and I just happened to be there? My luck is off the charts."
The Little Turtle, listening to the conversation between the two, rolled its eyes in exasperation. Of course, it was rolling its eyes at the Crazy Old Man, not at its own master.
"Alright, go cook the dishes. I'm waiting to drink." The Crazy Old Man composed himself and urged.
It's been so long since I've had Jiang Fan's cooking; just thinking about it makes my mouth water.
As Spirit Master, Jiang Fan didn't need to lift a finger. He only needed to allocate a wisp of his Psychic Power to control it. Then he sat down to the side, closed his eyes to rest, and tallied up his gains in the Southern Wilderness Fortress.
Looking at all those points in the system, Jiang Fan couldn't stop smiling.
However, this was not his biggest gain this time. His biggest gain was the batch of Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros he had contracted.
Just as Jiang Fan was feeling quite pleased with himself, the Little Turtle's voice suddenly rang in his mind.
"I'm curious, cough cough... why did you only contract with the Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros? That thing is ugly as hell, what were you thinking? Or is it that you just like that kind of thing?"
The Little Turtle had been holding this question in for a long time, wanting to ask it for ages. Its master had such high standards, and a very strong pursuit of "aesthetics"—the image of the Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros was enough to make anyone shake their head, let alone its master. Anyway, it felt that even if its master were reincarnated, his taste shouldn't have regressed to this level, right?
Jiang Fan was in a good mood at first, but when he heard the Little Turtle mention this, he became quite angry.
"I don't like this kind of thing! Do you think I want to? I was forced into it, okay?"
"Force you? Who's forcing you? Who dares to force you? Tell me, I'll beat him so badly his ancestors for eighteen generations wouldn't recognize him!" The Little Turtle struck a pose as if it were ready to fight to the death.
Because the Little Turtle was too excited, Jiang Fan's emotions faltered slightly and became somewhat disjointed.
Fortunately, with the groundwork laid earlier, he was able to get used to the other person's erratic behavior.
"Even the Crazy Old Man knows about this. After I found out I was Beast Tamer, I started trying to contract demonic beasts, but every one I tried died. I tried countless beasts until I finally succeeded in contracting the Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros. So I guess I can only contract the Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros." Jiang Fan became more and more helpless as he spoke.
The Little Turtle listened, its head lower and lower, as if it wanted to bury its head in the ground. It poked at itself with its two fingers intermittently, its eyes darting around.
At this moment, it desperately wanted to tell Jiang Fan the truth, but it didn't know where to begin. It was also afraid that if it didn't speak up, its master would awaken his past life memories and learn about this matter, and would kill it.
"Cough cough."
Finally, the Little Turtle cleared its throat, looked up at Jiang Fan, and said weakly, "Well, I think it might just be a coincidence."
"A coincidence?" Jiang Fan asked suspiciously.
"That's right! What kind of Beast Tamer can only contract one type of demon beast? I think there must have been some reason before that caused you to only be able to contract the Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros." The Little Turtle said, displaying its ability to lie with its eyes wide open.
"You mean I can now try to contract with other types of monsters?"
Although Jiang Fan didn't like the Little Turtle, it was Divine Beast Little Turtle, the highest-level existence among demonic beasts, so its words still carried considerable weight.
"Believe me, you can definitely succeed in forming a contract with other demonic beasts now!" the Little Turtle said decisively. "If you fail, I'll become your son!"
Whether it succeeds or not is ultimately up to it, so there's nothing to be afraid of.
Since the Little Turtle had said so, Jiang Fan immediately gained confidence and rushed out of the Southern Wilderness Fortress to find a suitable demon beast.
Of course, being Great Psychic didn't stop him from cooking for the Crazy Old Man while searching for monsters.
Riding on the back of the Big Black, he looked down at the monsters on the ground.
"This one's ugly, that one's ugly too..."
Jiang Fan started picking on people; anyone he called ugly was sent straight to the underworld.
The Little Turtle perched on Jiang Fan's shoulder, its face overflowing with longing.
Although the face next to it was completely different from the owner's in the previous life, the picky look was exactly the same.
Aww... Its owner is finally back... I'm so touched, I just want to hug its owner's neck and kiss it a hundred times!
"Huh? This is nice."
Jiang Fan immediately spotted the demonic beast resting under a big tree. It was lion-shaped, snow-white, and its fur was soft, shiny, and smooth, making it look very pettable.
Before the Big Black had fully landed, Jiang Fan excitedly jumped down ahead of time and used his Psychic Power to lock onto it immediately, giving it no chance to escape.
"What a beautiful Snow-Howling Lion! Five Star, that's a decent level, but it would be even better if it were a bit higher."
Just as Jiang Fan was talking to himself and approaching the Snow-Howling Lion, his foot suddenly tightened, and before he could react, he was pulled into the air like a radish being pulled up.
Then he saw the big tree next to him suddenly open its blood-red maw, as if it wanted to swallow him whole.
Depend on!
I was so focused on the Snow-Howling Lion that I didn't notice there was a plant-type monster next to me.
It wasn't that he was careless, but rather that plant-type monsters were extremely rare; some Martial Artist had never even seen one in their entire lives.
"Dare to hurt him? You're asking for death!"
Upon hearing the Little Turtle's cry, Jiang Fan quickly stopped it.
"I can do it myself!"
This big tree is Six Star demon beast, which he can just manage to contract with with his current strength. Moreover, this is no ordinary demon beast; plant-type demon beasts can be as powerful as Seven Star to a certain extent.
Having finally encountered such a precious treasure, he didn't want to see it completely obliterated by the Little Turtle, leaving not even a trace.
Jiang Fan spoke, Little Turtle had no choice but to stop.
In less than a minute, Jiang Fan had subdued the big tree.
Begin the contract!
Haha, he finally has a plant-type contract beast!
With excitement, Jiang Fan placed his hand on the tree trunk.
In a hidden, folded realm, Peach Fruit Old Man, who was recovering from his injuries with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.
"Which bastard dares to take advantage of my master before he awakens? A mere Six Star plant-type monster dares to form a contract with my master? Die!"