Eternal Beast Taming Family

Qixia Mountain.

Jiang Nian pushed open the tightly closed door of the ancestral hall, passed through the courtyard and the rabbit-shaped source beasts that were quite valuable in the outside world,

Outside the hall with its doors wide open, she saw Chu Qinhui sitting cross-legged in front of the offering table, his back revealing a hint of loneliness, and a pang of heartache flashed in her eyes.

Hearing the sound behind him, Chu Qinhui turned around and stood up to look at Jiang Nian. "Still no news?"

Jiang Nian slowly shook her head, stopped in the porch, then took out a small dining table and set out some light snacks.

Chu Qinhui walked out of the hall and sat down at the small square table in front of the porch, eating with a somewhat uninteresting appetite.

This is the third day since my father left the family.

Three days of quiet meditation in the ancestral hall have taught him to suppress and restrain all his emotions.

"Xiao Fan wrote a letter. He already knows that his father left home. He asked if he should come back to protect the family."

Chu Qinhui put down his chopsticks and bowl. "He's at the town mayor's mansion. We can't keep that a secret. Let's not let him come back yet. Father's not here. Uncle Sun's place is safer than here."

Jiang Nian nodded; she shared the same thought. As she cleared the dishes, she asked softly, "Do you think there might be any danger recently?"

"I don't know, but what my father said to me before he left always makes me feel like something is about to burst out."

"How about we go to town and recruit a few more guards?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Qinhui shook his head. "With Father away, recruiting guards now is tantamount to inviting wolves into the house. I'm afraid they will be the source of danger."

Jiang Nian remained silent, cleaned up the dishes, and left the ancestral hall.

Back in the main hall, he met Chu Shenghan and Chu Shengyuan, a brother and sister who were looking for him.

"Mom, look how beautiful these flowers are."

Jiang Nian's breath caught in her throat for a moment when she saw the flowers they were holding.

The flower looked exactly like a purple iris. She crouched down, stared at the two children, and asked earnestly, "Where did this flower come from?"

Seeing his mother's serious expression, Chu Shengyuan quietly shrank back, while Chu Shenghan answered earnestly:

"This was found outside the door. It's been there for several days now. Every morning, a bunch of irises are placed at the door."

Chu Shenghan examined the purple iris in her hand with a curious look, and asked, puzzled, "Mother, is there something wrong with this flower?"

Jiang Nian calmed herself down, straightened her children's clothes as they ran away, and said with a smile, "It's no problem. If you like these flowers, go find a vase to put them in."

Chu Shenghan and Chu Shengyuan nodded and ran into the main hall together. Several servants and maids followed behind them in a hurry, which made the courtyard more lively and bustling.

Jiang Nian stared blankly out the door. Who could be delivering the flowers? Ziyuan Village wasn't exactly close by.

She beckoned to Granny Liu, whispered a few instructions, and then turned and went back into the room to write a letter to Xiao Fan.

……

A chilling howl echoes through the icy valley.

Chu Jingyu glanced at the team, which had dwindled to three-quarters of its original size, and his gaze grew increasingly somber and dark.

Just this morning, Xu Yinghui finally collapsed, falling victim to the aftershocks of a group of spirit-level source beasts called "Ice Calamity Butterflies".

At this point, only Chu Jingyu remained in the Chu family's ranks, and he was not in good condition either. "White-browed Mountain Eagle" had suffered a severe mental injury and was currently recuperating in the Source Beast Space. It was likely that he would not be able to fight for a long time afterward.

The golden armor on the "Golden Armor Jade Eye Beast" was shattered, and the road ahead seemed endless, giving one a sense of despair.

During this day, they encountered three more waves of source beast attacks. One of them was a source beast above the domain level, but it was blocked by the Huo family patriarch in the ink painting before it could make a move.

The group traveled a few more kilometers before an ice wall stretching across the entire canyon appeared before them.

Huge ice crystals, as if hanging from the sky, with wisps of white mist flowing slowly down the canyon walls towards the outside.

Just like the ice crystals that spread throughout the canyon, and the chilling air, all come from this strange ice wall.

With their path blocked, the remaining human forces slowly came to a stop not far from the ice wall.

Many people stared blankly at the ink painting in the sky, subconsciously waiting for the next instruction.

The Huo family patriarch, accompanied by more than seventy spirit-level contract masters, slowly hovered in mid-air from the scroll. Along the way, even spirit-level contract masters had been buried.

The Huo family patriarch lowered his head slightly, looking at the few remaining contract masters on the ground, and said to a very young-looking contract master who was closely following him:

"Fu Cheng, those who have made it this far all have a certain amount of luck; a little over a thousand should be enough."

Huo Fucheng bowed slightly and glanced indifferently at the contract masters on the ground. "Ancestor, I am ready and can begin at any time."

The Huo family patriarch patted Huo Fucheng's back with his thin hand, "Good boy, good boy, go on."

Under the watchful eyes of many, Huo Fucheng slowly floated towards the ice wall. Those with good eyesight could see many special symbols on the surface of the ice wall.

It resembles some kind of array pattern, or some kind of strange inscription left by nature.

Two different-looking source beasts appeared beside Huo Fucheng. One of them was a painting that looked exactly like the Huo family patriarch, but the colors on it were not as vibrant and eerie as those on the Huo family patriarch.

The other creature resembled a human female, dressed in a deep purple robe. Its figure was somewhat ethereal, like some kind of shadowy ghost. It floated beside Huo Fucheng with its eyes closed, as if it were asleep.

Huo Fucheng raised his palm and slowly pressed it against the ice wall, channeling the energy from his body into it.

As if awakening something slumbering, a faint halo emanated from the ice wall.

Chu Jingyu, along with all the patriarchs of the aristocratic families who had survived to this point, showed expressions of surprise. This aura was similar to that of a Source Artifact.

It's not similar; that ice wall is a source artifact.

They had never seen such a large source artifact before. Before they could think any further, a terrifying suction force suddenly burst forth from the ice wall, pulling the contract masters present, whether in the air or on the ground, towards it.

The terrifying attraction instantly drew most of the contract masters involuntarily towards the ice wall.

Chu Jingyu was naturally included. He looked up at Huo Fucheng standing in front of the ice wall, his hand pressed against the wall, and the faint wound on his hand.

A flash of inspiration struck him, and he immediately pulled out a dagger from his jade pendant and slashed his left hand, instantly drawing bright red blood from the wound.

Blood condensed into a line in the air and flew towards the ice wall, while the pressure on Chu Jingyu instantly decreased, but he could feel the blood in his body rapidly draining away.

Even if he doesn't get stuck in the ice wall, he will still die here from exhaustion of blood.

Chu Jingyu quickly took out a green leaf from his jade pendant, put it in his mouth, and his pale face instantly turned rosy. Even the wound he had cut on his palm began to heal quickly.

The bloodline in the air gradually disconnected, and the suction force that had just disappeared returned to his body. Chu Jingyu gritted his teeth and slashed his arm again.

The bloodline reappeared in the air. While everyone else moved towards the ice wall, Chu Jingyu stood calmly in place, even managing to keep some attention on the others.