People in Conferred Gods: Rising from humble beginnings, I am the God of Wealth

Chapter 44: Can kill Daluo and injure Quasi-Saint!
The white shadow stretched out a jade-white finger and gently pressed it on Yang Xuan's brow. With a serious expression, he said in a deep voice:

"My time is up. Please accept this. It may save your life when necessary."

As she spoke, the white tiger's body turned into wisps of platinum-colored spiritual energy, which flowed along her jade fingers, into Yang Xuan's brow, and turned into a white tiger mark.

Her body became increasingly illusory, and finally disappeared completely when the wind blew. Only her voice still echoed in Yang Xuan's ears.

"This item contains a magical power of mine. It can kill a Daluo and injure a Quasi-Saint!"

"Also...please take good care of my little brother..."

Yang Xuan:? !!!

Can it injure a quasi-saint, can it kill a great Luo? ! !
This is the real life-saving trump card, okay!
Yang Xuan rubbed his brows with an excited expression. With this trump card, as long as he didn't run over the head of the quasi-saint, his safety level in the prehistoric world would skyrocket!
"Please rest assured, senior. From now on, every sip of my soup will be matched with a bowl of milk from Little White Tiger. From now on, Little White Tiger is my biological son!"

At this point, Yang Xuan was slightly stunned.

If Little White Tiger is my biological son, then his sister must be...

"No wonder Senior White Tiger said I took advantage of her. Fortunately, she needed my help. Otherwise..."

Yang Xuan shuddered and wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.

The fundamental reason why he blurted out this was that over the years, this little white tiger had behaved too much like a child, and Yang Xuan had raised him completely like a child.

"No, he doesn't look like a child, he really is a child."

Thinking of what he had often whispered in the little white tiger's ear over the past tens of thousands of years, Yang Xuan couldn't help but laugh.

Calling a little white tiger tens of thousands of years old, this is really something unique...

"Let's call each other brothers from now on."

Yang Xuan rubbed the little white tiger's head. In order to prevent the white tiger sister from letting the cat out of the bag after her return, he decided to raise the little white tiger's generation.

"Huh? (What?)"

When the little white tiger heard Yang Xuan's words, it raised its head and called out in confusion.

But then he remembered the scene of Sister White Tiger disappearing, his expression became a little lost, and he buried his head in Yang Xuan's arms.

"It's okay. Your sister is a quasi-saint, an immortal being. She will return to the primitive world sooner or later. If you practice well, you may be able to help your sister escape the long river of fate sooner."

"Ah! (I will definitely practice well!)"

The little white tiger raised his head and nodded heavily. He made up his mind to play five hours less every day and increase the time for cultivation to...

Six hours!

Hmm... five and a half hours is fine...

The little white tiger looked at Yang Xuan somewhat guiltily. He was a pure-blooded white tiger. After tens of thousands of years, he was still just a child with mental disabilities.

Being able to feel disappointed because of the disappearance of White Tiger Sister's phantom is considered a good development.

If you want him to practice well, you need some external help.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan's mouth curled up slightly. He took out a drop of white tiger blood from the jade bottle and stuffed it into the little white tiger's mouth while he was still making up his mind.

next moment.

A pure gold spiritual energy and a rich innate Gengjin energy were released from this drop of white tiger blood essence and filled the little white tiger's body.

This forced him to practice his innate skills to refine the gold-type spiritual energy and the innate Gengjin energy, and he gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Play? You are now in the golden age of cultivation, how can you play?
Yang Xuan smiled slightly and put the little white tiger on his head. If other creatures wanted to refine these essences and blood, these rich innate Gengjin Qi would become a huge obstacle.

But it is different for the little white tiger. The innate Gengjin energy in the white tiger's essence and blood will not only not become an obstacle to him, but will also become a great help and stimulate his blood.

The real purpose of Sister White Tiger refining these essences and blood is to help Little White Tiger improve his cultivation.

If the little white tiger can refine it all, it will be no problem for him to cultivate to the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Originally, he was thinking of withholding some of the little white tiger's milk powder to use for comprehending magical powers or for refining spiritual treasures.

But after getting the Gengjin White Tiger Sword and Sister White Tiger's magical power, he gave up this idea.

Since I have gained benefits beyond my expectation, I will naturally not try to steal the milk powder from Little White Tiger.

Moreover, it is now certain that the little white tiger is not a ancestor of the white tiger clan from ancient times. He will not awaken his memory, nor will he part ways with him.

Then the stronger the little white tiger is, the greater the benefit to oneself, isn't it?
Which is more important, an ancient white tiger from the Taiyi Golden Fairyland or three hundred and sixty-five drops of white tiger blood? How could Yang Xuan not tell the difference?

Besides, he now has two top-grade innate spiritual treasures: the Gengjin White Tiger Sword and the Fude Tianshou Xianyi Robe.

There are also many innate and acquired spiritual treasures such as the Xuanyin Spear and the Breaking Formation Cone, so there is no shortage of treasures, and there is no need to waste the White Tiger's essence and blood.

As for the issue of cultivation, the innate spiritual roots and innate spiritual fruits given by Long Jun and Haotian after traveling around the wild world over the years, after being put into the spiritual wine gourd and refined into spiritual wine, will be enough for him to use for a while.

Speaking of innate spiritual roots, Yang Xuan remembered the spiritual roots that he had protected using the Cangtian Array a few years ago.

Now that he has a cave, it is time to transplant these spiritual roots back to protect them from persecution by other creatures.

"I am really worried about the safety of these spiritual roots!"

Yang Xuan nodded seriously, walked around the Gengjin Cave, and after making sure that nothing was missed, he used his magical power to shrink the earth into an inch and walked towards the cave entrance.

In order to refine the Gengjin White Tiger Sword, Sister White Tiger drained all the spiritual energy from the entire blessed land.

Today, this Gengjin Cave Heaven is in a dilapidated state and is obviously unusable.

Besides, Yang Xuan had no intention of staying here for long.

Gengjin Cave Heaven is located in Wuyi Mountain. It is a holy place for independent cultivators in Jiuzhou and also the main enemy of the human race in its last calamity.

Once the Nine Cauldrons Formation is set up, this will become a major battlefield. Wouldn't it be courting death to stay here?
"Well...if we can make arrangements here in advance and eliminate the independent cultivators in Wuyi Mountain, the severity of the human calamity may be reduced by 10% or 20%..."

But soon, Yang Xuan shook his head.

There are a large number of Golden Immortals and Taiyi Golden Immortals living here, and there are even two Daluo Golden Immortals. How can he, a small Golden Immortal, get rid of these independent cultivators?
The main energy of the human race and the dragon race is focused on the Jiuzhou Ding, and now they are unable to spare manpower to start a war with Wuyi Mountain.

To put it another way, even if he could spare some manpower, Dayu would not do so.

The current situation can be said to be one in which one small move affects the entire body.

No matter which side strikes first, a war will be triggered.

Now the human race is not ready, and the alien races in Jiuzhou are not ready either. Before the Nine Cauldrons Formation begins to be arranged, no force will act rashly.

"Forget it, I'd better not get too involved in this matter."

Yang Xuan smiled helplessly, took one step and traveled a million miles, and walked out of Gengjin Cave Heaven.

But just as he walked out of the mountain protection formation, a voice suddenly came from the side.

"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"

(End of this chapter)