Chapter 63 Yousre not useful if you die (1/2)

The White Dragon Valley experienced one of its greatest fights that day when the ball of blood finally cracked. A Black Tiger appeared and a devil fought it to know who was stronger.

No one was able to witness that fight but the aftermath will be testament to how violent and destructive the fight. With trees uprooted and boulders turned to rubbles. The devil and the Black Tiger was something else.

Wang Ling opened his eyes and noticed that it was already night. He did not know how long he had been out but he knew that it was not short. He did not know where he was exactly but he did not panic and remained calm.

Panicking will not help him and being in an unfamiliar place wasn't that great of a problem. Looking around, Wang Ling noticed that there were countless savage beasts nearby.

He was inside a crater that had a radius of fifty meters and he was in the middle of that crater. Wang Ling looked at the angry savage beasts outside and thought it weird why they were not approaching him to be devoured

Looking around, he saw that there were also black fog around the crater. The savage beasts could not enter the black fog. They were frightened by it for some odd reasons.

”Odd..” said Wang Ling weakly.

He was currently powerless, no strength, no spirit qi, and his blood essence were almost drained. Wang Ling did not suffer any severe backlash like having his bloodline go down a level. But he was feeling a lot of pain.

”My body is not yet strong enough to endure a full ignition. My bloodline is still too strong. But if I can't even endure it now, how will I after achieving an advancement regarding my bloodline?” Wang Ling said to himself.

”I need to start training my body again.”

Being focus on improving his cultivation as fast as possible. Although he experienced a meteoric rise in his cultivation. Wang Ling was missing out on cultivating his body and resulting for it to be lacking.

Wang Ling took note of this and forced himself to sit on the ground. He did his best to get up and something soft suddenly brushed his right hand. He turned his head over and saw an injured little white fox.

Finding the presence of the white fox odd, Wang Ling picked it up and placed it on his lap. He observed the white fox and noticed that an almost invisible mist was coming out of its body.

He looked around and saw the mist joining up with the rest of the fog. Wang Ling was now sure that the fog came from this little thing. Having interest with the little white fox, Wang Ling started stroking its fur before taking out a piece of spirit stone from his storage ring.

Beginning his absorption, Wang Ling felt his qi pillars being revitalized. He felt alive after an hour. An hour later, Wang Ling had accumulated enough spirit qi to make his pillars half full.

Wang Ling was happy that this was the case. With supreme spirit qi present inside his body. He suddenly began treating the wounds of the white fox. Although he had a vague idea as to what this white fox really was, Wang Ling didn't care and just started healing it.

He was not so proficient in healing as a divine doctor, but his supreme spirit qi was so powerful that it can even help others quickly regenerate from their injuries. The supreme spirit qi was something mysterious.

Wang Ling looked at the white fox with interest in his eyes. He was curious as to what kind of technique this guy have to shapeshift. What an interesting ability.

”This little beast is getting more interesting. No matter what this beast is, hit should be worth cultivating. It's also an ancient beast that have countless years of experience, who knows, it might even be older than I am.” Wang Ling mused as he continued the treatment.

Wang Ling subsequently took out a beast core and started absorbing it within himself and redirecting the refined beast qi to the white fox. That kind of qi should be more helpful than ordinary one.

Although this white fox had just a life and death battle with him not long before this. Wang Ling saw the white fox with not hate. Which was rare for his stares were always filled with caution and hate.

When he fought with the Black Tiger, he saw the honest that it held. Its pride and arrogance, it wouldn't stoop low enough to attack its benefactor. This kind of wishful thinking was something new to him.

Of course Wang Ling was not willing to actually help this white fox just because of that empty beliefs. He was a rational man who only look at profit and benefits.

This act of treating this little white fox is him trying to repay it for the protection he indirectly received. The white fox is the source of the fog, therefore it is his savior.