I came, I saw, I left

Awoo, awoo, awoo, awoo.

Awoo! Awoo, awoo, awoo!

Awoo!

Awoo, awoo, awoo, awoo, awoo, awoo, awoo!

The Magical Beast Mountain Range was lush with vegetation.

Sunlight filtered through the canopy, scattering across the forest floor. In front of the Lion King stone cave, a completely purple little lion sat solemnly on a stone slab, a small wooden table placed before her.

Resting on her hind legs, she supported herself with her left paw while her right paw held a bamboo slip. She shook her head rhythmically, her voice rising and falling with deep emotion.

Below the stone platform sat all kinds of mountain birds and beasts.

They all sat on the ground, staring fixedly, mesmerized and intoxicated, completely unable to contain themselves.

Every single beast stared at the Little Beast with eyes full of reverence.

If the Lion King had conquered the myriad beasts with formidable strength, then the Little Beast had conquered them with profound knowledge.

Ye Shu hid in the distance, watching quietly.

Although only four months had passed, seeing the Little Beast again, he could not help but feel it had grown a bit larger, no longer quite the same as before.

He stood under a tree and watched for a long time.

He did not step forward to disturb them.

It was not until night fell and the Little Beast slowly put down the bamboo slip in her paws that the myriad beasts finally dispersed, still craving for more. Before leaving, they even stood up like humans, bowing and cupping their paws toward the Little Beast in a posture that was both comical and devout.

Chirp, chirp...

Once the beasts had left, the Little Beast put away the bamboo slip.

Taking advantage of the enchanting moonlight, she pulled a stone slab from her embrace. Her little paws gently stroked the carved marks on it, a trace of firm resolve flowing through her purple, slit-like pupils.

Woo, woo...

A fallen leaf drifted down.

The Little Beast suddenly seemed to sense something. She abruptly raised her head and looked toward a tree in the distance, but it was completely empty, with nothing there except fallen leaves.

Arriving at dawn and stopping at night.

Ye Shu rode the starlight that filled the sky, departing silently.

Leaving the Magical Beast Mountain Range, he did not return to his sect.

Instead, he changed direction and headed northwest. After a long and winding journey, when a towering city could vaguely be seen in the distance, Ye Shu finally dispersed his spiritual energy and switched to walking.

He entered the city and walked into a certain tavern.

Spending three taels of broken silver, he sat down at a table by the window on the second floor. Through the window, he could just catch a glimpse of the auction house downstairs, brilliantly illuminated and bustling with people.

After finishing the tea in his hand, Ye Shu turned and went downstairs.

He wandered around the city a few times, following his usual routine of giving every beggar ten copper coins, not one more, not one less.

Once he finished giving them out here, he left the city.

Heading east toward the sunrise, he gave coins in every city he passed.

Just like this, by the time his hands were empty, the sun was already setting in the west. A dense, lush forest could be seen in the distance, which was also a corner of the Magical Beast Mountain Range.

Outside the dense forest was a medium-sized town.

Ye Shu followed the direction in his memory and walked into the small town. Inside, there was a small courtyard. It was not large, but there were many people. They were all burly, rough hunters, yet they did not dare to fight for a spot, honestly lining up and walking into the courtyard one by one.

In the courtyard was a small shed built with wooden branches.

Xia Hanmo sat on a wooden stool, treating the injured hunters one by one.

Ye Shu stood on a distant hilltop, watching from afar.

He only felt that her elegance remained the same, just like yesterday, though there were many more smiles on her face.

After looking for a few moments, he turned and walked into the dense forest.

Traveling for dozens of miles, he came across another lake with beautiful scenery and a pleasant atmosphere. A crooked little wooden cabin stood by the riverbank, curling smoke rising from its chimney.

Xia Hanmo sat in front of the house, holding a medicine pestle, pounding herbs stroke by stroke. A few strands of hair stuck to her temples, and sweat dripped from her chin into the medicine pot, adding a touch of saltiness.

There were also many chickens and ducks running around the yard.

Ye Shu watched for a long time before suddenly leaving.

No one knew he had come, and no one knew he had left. He did not know why he wanted to come, he just felt like coming, so he came.

He came, he saw, and that was enough.

Walking out of the Magical Beast Mountain Range again, he made the return journey. Day and night cycled, and finally, ten days later, he returned to the Qingxuan Sect. The moment he stepped through the mountain gate, he was met by Lin Qingxue, who had been waiting for a long time.

You heartless man, where did you go?

She was very worried.

This heartless man had left without a word for nearly a month. She had even thought he had been assassinated by their master or senior sisters. Now that she saw him again, she finally relaxed and let out a sigh of relief.

Ye Shu answered truthfully, I went back to the Magical Beast Mountain Range for a trip.

What did you go back to the Magical Beast Mountain Range for? Lin Qingxue asked suspiciously.

Ye Shu said, I missed the Little Beast, so I went to take a look.

Lin Qingxue felt a bit jealous and pouted, What is so interesting about a little lion? Do you know how many people want to kill you? What if you were intercepted and killed halfway?

Am I not perfectly fine?

Ye Shu smiled and suddenly said, By the way, I want to participate in the Seven Meridians Tournament, but the Xuantian Sword Meridian does not have a quota. Do you have any ideas?

Hmph! You only know to look for this lady when you need something done.

Lin Qingxue snorted, but still waved her hand and said, I will go back and think of a way. Consider it a favor for my Tea Boy.

Then I thank you very much, Ye Shu cupped his hands.

After bidding farewell to Lin Qingxue, Ye Shu returned to his original cliff, sitting cross-legged once more, gazing at the rising and falling clouds in the distance.

Suddenly, a crisp sound echoed from his dantian, and golden light burst forth.

The Golden Core, formed.