Chapter 27 - Spirit Bones

Yang Junshan placed the little tiger cub on the ground and watched it stumble towards the Mountain Tiger.

The tiger was barely able to maintain its life force at this moment, and there was not a single trace of energy left in its body. The cub had no idea that its mother's life was about to be extinguished, so it continued to play around in its mother's fur.

Right now, the Tiger Riding Mountain no longer had any strength left in him, but he could feel the joy in the tiger cub's eyes when it was by his side. His glazed eyes, however, revealed a trace of love and reluctance.

Yang Junshan secretly sighed, but just as he was about to speak, a faint black light leaked out of the corners of Shan Hu's mouth.

Yang Junshan was startled, he could not be more familiar with this kind of flowing light, it was the condensed demonic energy's essence that formed in his body during the initial stages of cultivation, different from the natural condensed state of immortal spirits, this essence was the gathering of the origin of the demonic beast's cultivation.

Inky demonic energy essence flowed down, instantly dispersing like clouds and mist, enveloping the little tiger's head.

The mischievous little tiger cub thought that his mother was playing a new game with him, so he shook his head, wanting to shake off the hazy object on his head. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the mountain tiger suddenly lowered his huge head and pressed the cub under his chin, no matter how the little tiger cub called out, it didn't move an inch.

Was this an influx of demonic qi?

Although Yang Junshan was surprised, he was no longer surprised. What was surprising was that this Steelfang Tiger actually knew a secret technique like demonic energy filling the sky, and the reason why he was not surprised before was because, before the fall of any demon clan who knew this secret technique, most of them would use it on their juniors.

Although it was called 'Empowerment', there was not even a single strand of demonic qi left in the recipient's body. Moreover, this demonic qi could not be used to increase the recipient's cultivation, it could only be used to solidify the foundation. To put it bluntly, it warocess of strengthening the foundation and nurturing the foundation.

In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the black color essence that lingered around the little tiger's head, other than seeping into the little tiger's body, the rest of the essence gradually dissipated.

The little tiger cub shook its head, unsure of what was going on. However, the originally lifeless Tiger Riding Mountain suddenly became excited. It was actually able to move its forelimbs and push the cub out of the way.

The little tiger cub didn't know what was going on and still wanted to crawl into's mother's embrace, but unexpectedly, the mother once again pushed it away. And this time, it used even more strength, causing the little tiger to simply roll over and slip under Yang Junshan's feet.

Yang Junshan knew that he was riding on a mountain tiger's back, and at the same time, it was also his final test. Thus, he bent down and hugged the little tiger in his embrace, and then bit his left index finger and pressed it against the center of the little tiger's eyebrows.

Although these ceremonies did not have much effect on the person who had sworn the oath, and had to be observed by them on their own, the ceremony itself was extremely important. The oaths that Yang Junshan had sworn could be observed in the vast majority of cases, just like how human cultivators sworn to each other to make an alliance through blood, beheading chickens and burning yellow paper.

Moreover, every step of a cultivator's cultivation advancement is a natural chasm. The unsullied state of the mind and clear thoughts are often the cornerstone of a cultivator's advancement, and without this foundation, one's desire would often be unable to reach it.

had obviously already obtained the acknowledgement of the mountain tiger, then the remaining step was for the mountain tiger to take the initiative and condense the immortal spirit in its body. After the giant tiger perished, Yang Junshan would be able to search for the high grade bone tiger spirit in its body.

Soon after, an earthen yellow spirit light shone all the way down from the back of the mountain tiger's neck all the way to the spot where the Treadmill bear had broken his neck. This time, it was Yang Junshan's turn to widen his eyes.

Condensing bone into spirit, could this actually be condensing bone into spirit?

Wasn't thiare phenomenon that only occurred in legends? Could it be that the tiger bone immortal spirit that was nurturing this mountain tiger actually reached the highest quality?

This time, Yang Junshan was truly frightened!

A top-grade immortal spirit was something that he didn't even dare to think about. Even if Yang Junshan had the experiences of his previous life, he would only dare to have plans foigh-grade immortal spirit.

But if it really waop-grade immortal spirit, then all the immortal spirits that he had previously acquired would be worth less than a single top grade immortal spirit. Even though Yang Junshan had been through hundreds of years, he had never seen a single top-grade immortal spirit.

Just when Yang Junshan was extremely shocked, the earthen yellow spirit light started to retract from the back of the Mountain Tiger, and finally disappeared into his body.

Just as Yang Junshan was confused, the spirit light suddenly appeared from within the tiger's mouth, and it was condensing more and more. A trace of light gradually spread out from the spirit light and started to seep into a long fangs.

Yang Junshan's anxious heart was finally at ease, the surprise returned to his face once more, it truly was able to condense one in a million, could it be that he had actually been fortunate enough to meet this fate?

When the ball of light completely permeated into the tiger fang, the originally white bone suddenly had a layer of sparkling and translucent jade-like luster. The entire tiger fang had almost turned into an exquisite piece of crystal jade, and this three-inch long tiger tooth automatically fell from the mouth of the mountain tiger, falling right in front of the mountain tiger.

Yang Junshan's expression was excited as he looked at the tiger teeth on the ground, the infant tiger cub in his arms suddenly cried out in grief, Yang Junshan's heart sank, he raised his eyes to look, the mountain tiger had already lost its life after condensing the immortal spirit into bone.

Yang Junshan placed the struggling little tiger cub down once again and watched as it ran back to his mother's side. But this time, no matter how hard it tried, it could only stand on its mother's body with its front legs, trying its best to pull her mother's ears down to its mouth as it called out to her mother loudly. It was unable to wake its mother up, and it was unable to get back into its mother's arms.

Yang Junshan bent his head and picked up the tiger tooth from the ground, then quickly wiped off the dust on it with his shirt, as though he was afraid that there would be a slight bump. In reality, immortal spirits were not so easy to break, not to mention that it waiger tooth that looked like a top-grade immortal spirit.

But the moment the immortal spirit touched it, Yang Junshan was suddenly startled, the previous ecstatic expression instantly froze on his face. This is not right!

Yang Junshan quickly placed the tiger fang in his hand in front of his eyes again to examine it closely. It was true that the surface of the tiger tooth immortal spirit had a denser light than the top grade immortal spirit bear gall that Yang Junshan had obtained, but it had not reached the level of a top-grade immortal spirit. This tiger tooth immortal spirit was still a high grade immortal spirit, at most, it should be of a higher quality.

However, the problem lay in the congealing of the spirit to the bone. This wahenomenon that only top grade immortal spirits could develop. How could it turn into a high-grade immortal spirit in the end?

Yang Junshan could not understand at all as he patted his head in frustration. In reality, Yang Junshan had only asked foigh quality immortal spirit at the start, if the mountain tiger had left him a high quality immortal spirit at the start, Yang Junshan would be satisfied.

But the key point was clearly the appearance of a top-grade immortal spirit. Just when Yang Junshan was about to fall from the sky in joy, with his appetite raised up to welcome the good fortune, he suddenly realised that the top-grade immortal spirit had returned to its high-grade immortal spirit.

This huge psychological drop was hard for Yang Junshan to accept for a moment. His expression flickered with unwillingness and anger, as he turned the high quality immortal tiger fang in his hand over and over, continuously muttering to himself: "That's not right, it's obviously top quality immortal spirit, how did it becomigh quality immortal spirit …."

Yang Junshan thought about it again and again. In the end, he guessed that it was because the back of the mountain tiger had been broken that the process of condensing its bones couldn't reach perfection.

It could also be because the Tiger Riding Mountain had consumed too much of its life force in order to wait for its child to have the last chance to see it, resulting in it ultimately failing to condensop-grade immortal spirit.

Although his heart was filled with unwillingness, the fact that the immortal spirit in his hands could achievigh quality was an unchangeable fact. Yang Junshan could only console himself that at least he had not gained anything, at least the high quality was enough to complete his plan.

Furthermore, his gains were not only limited to that. When Yang Junshan thought about what he had seen before when he entered the Tiger Riding Cave, he couldn't help but become excited.

Just then, Yang Junshan suddenly felt his pants being pulled down, and when he looked down, he saw that the little tiger cub who was trying to wake his mother up just now was holding onto his pants, staring at him witair of confused eyes, not knowing why his mother would ignore him, and had no choice but to turn to the one who was entrusted by his mother to form the Golden Orchid Flower.

Yang Junshan sighed in his heart, bent down and once again held Little Tiger in his arms, then bowed towards the huge body of the Mountain Tiger in front of him, then patted the little tiger's big furry head and said: "Little guy, we are brothers from now on, you just need to follow me."

The little tiger cub seemed to understand Yang Junshan's words. It raised its head and glanced at Yang Junshan, then looked at its mother's body before turning its head to call out to Yang Junshan again in a low voice, as if it was asking about what happened to its mother.

Just as Yang Junshan was about to explain to it, a voice suddenly came from beyond the cove, followed by the sound of footsteps that became clearer and clearer, it was Zhang Yueming and the rest that had caught up.