Chapter 874: Cute Little Tiger

Jiang Fan was extremely hesitant.

Staying meant danger.Leaving...Aside from what was before him, he couldn't imagine where else he might find a second drop of Nascent Soul essence blood! If he left now, the Fate-Altering Jade Butterfly might never be filled.

What made him slightly relieved was that, after a brief deliberation, Senior Qiyin snorted, "It's rare to encounter a Nascent Soul relic site. We haven't even explored two paths; how can we just leave? You beast, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

He clenched his palm, and a palm-sized golden scissor appeared in his hand. As Nascent Soul power was infused into it, the scissors grew against the wind. In an instant, it transformed into a colossal pair of scissors, over ten feet tall, towering above a person. Scales and eyes were carved on its two blades, and its edges were dense with serrations. At first glance, it resembled a ferocious flood dragon.

Seeing this item, Senior Evil Eye's pupils constricted. He instinctively moved away from Senior Qiyin and exclaimed, "The Golden Flood Dragon Scissors, one of the three foundational divine artifacts of the Sky's Edge Sea Pavilion?" A deep sense of apprehension appeared on his face.

And seeing her master produce this item, Yu Peiyuan also felt relieved. She waved to Jiang Fan, "Junior Brother Jiang, come to my master's side. This time, my master specifically borrowed the mid-grade spirit artifact, the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors, from the Sky's Edge Sea Pavilion. It's precisely for emergencies! With these scissors, that fierce creature won't be able to withstand a single cut, unless it has reached the Four-Aperture Nascent Soul stage!"

In other words, with these scissors, Senior Qiyin could contend with a Three-Aperture Nascent Soul. Jiang Fan showed a trace of surprise. The Golden Flood Dragon Scissors before him gave off a remarkably fierce aura. It was as if he wasn't facing a spirit artifact, but a real malevolent flood dragon, as if it could pounce and bite at any moment. But with someone protecting him, how could he still hesitate? He immediately went to Yu Peiyuan's side and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Yu."

Yu Peiyuan replied, "I told you, you're like my own junior brother now. No one is allowed to bully you!"

Jiang Fan was secretly grateful. Not every disciple from the extraterrestrial divine sects was detestable. There were also those like Yu Peiyuan, who were grateful and pure-hearted.

As they spoke, the amber essence blood in his embrace flashed rapidly, indicating the fierce creature had arrived. Looking into the distance, a dark cloud was coming straight towards them. The cloud emanated an overwhelming ferocious aura, accompanied by fierce roars. Senior Qiyin saw that the newcomer was hostile and didn't hold back. He raised his hand, and the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors opened its blades, viciously shearing down towards the dark cloud.

A roar erupted from the cloud. Two blue light beams burst forth, blocking the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors. Senior Qiyin's expression hardened. "What a fierce thing! It can actually block the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors!" Jiang Fan's heart sank. Didn't they say that nothing short of a Four-Aperture Nascent Soul could withstand a single blow from the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors? Was this fierce creature before him not inferior to a Hellish Desolate Beast?

Fortunately, Senior Qiyin had a backup plan. He lightly snorted, "Then try taking another one of my strikes!" He opened his mouth and spat a mouthful of precious Nascent Soul essence blood onto his palm. As he formed hand seals, the blood mist transformed into a blood seal and struck the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors. The spiritual pressure of the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors immediately doubled. It instantly severed the blue light beams and, with a *snip*, cut the dark cloud into two halves.

Accompanied by a cry of pain, a tuft of orange-yellow fur fell from the rear half of the dark cloud. The dark cloud also dispersed, revealing the true form of the fierce creature. It was a chubby little tiger cub. It looked to be only a few months old, its chubby face still showing a hint of lingering childishness. Around its neck hung a small, pointed gourd, like its feeding bottle.

Jiang Fan was stunned. "This is the fierce creature?" "It's certainly fierce, alright." "Fiercely adorable."

What made Jiang Fan's mouth twitch slightly was that the little tiger anxiously lowered its head, looking at its crotch. He didn't know how the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors had managed it, but a tuft of tiger fur from its most sensitive area had been precisely snipped off. It had almost lost the joy of its tiger life. Its legs went soft, and it looked at everyone with shame and indignation. When it noticed Jiang Fan, it sniffed, as if recognizing him, then immediately raised a paw and pointed at Jiang Fan. It ferociously *awooo-awooo*ed, roaring non-stop. Everyone felt as though their eardrums were being shattered. They looked at Jiang Fan with strange expressions. How did it sound like the little tiger was cursing Jiang Fan? Or perhaps cursing his ancestors as well?

Senior Qiyin's face twitched. "Little Friend Jiang, what did you do to this fierce creature? Did you ransack its home?" Jiang Fan rubbed his nose. He thought, *Didn't I just dig up all the spiritual treasures it was guarding? Did it really need to chase him and curse him so relentlessly?* He awkwardly took out half of the Demon Infant Fruit. "This is probably what caused the trouble."

Senior Qiyin understood then. "No wonder, then. I was wondering where you found such a divine fruit, which has been extinct for over a thousand years. So, it was guarded by this fierce creature." His gaze suddenly shifted, and he said, "Little friend, if you hold onto this item, it will keep pursuing you relentlessly. I'm afraid it will be very dangerous. Why don't you sell it to me?"

Jiang Fan was more than happy to oblige. Anyway, half a plant was useless. He immediately threw it to Senior Qiyin. "Senior, just give me whatever you deem appropriate."

Senior Qiyin beamed with delight. He liked Jiang Fan even more now. This young man was simply too agreeable. He was just about to give him something perfunctory when Yu Peiyuan playfully said, "Master, be more generous. Junior Brother Jiang has been so good to me. He found this Demon Infant Fruit, but he freely gave me half. If you fob off such a good person, others will look down on you." She knew her master's character all too well and quickly used moral persuasion on him.

Senior Qiyin glared at her, annoyed. *How did she start siding with this young man after such a short time?* Initially planning to put him off with something cheap, he had to reconsider. After some thought, he somewhat reluctantly took out a palm-sized golden spirit boat. "This boat is called the Golden Cloud Spirit Boat, a specialty of my Sky's Edge Sea Pavilion, and I only have two of them. Using it, one can travel unhindered across the vast sea, covering ten thousand *li* in a day, with a speed comparable to a Nascent Soul realm cultivator. The prerequisite is that it needs to be powered by high-grade spirit crystals. I'll give you this extra one."

Senior Evil Eye showed an envious expression. The Golden Cloud Spirit Boat was not easy to acquire. He had no means of getting one himself. Yet this young man had managed to sweet-talk Senior Qiyin's female disciple into securing one for him. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

Awooo-awooo— The little tiger pointed at Jiang Fan and roared for a long time, but no one paid it any mind. It grew even more irritated. It suddenly bit down on the gourd around its neck and gulped down two mouthfuls of something unknown. Then, an astonishing scene unfolded. Its aura suddenly surged! It rose another level compared to before. Two arm-thick blue light beams shot from its eyes, instantly blasting the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors away.

Senior Qiyin's face changed drastically. The Golden Flood Dragon Scissors were borrowed; if they were damaged, even selling him off wouldn't cover the cost. He quickly rushed forward to catch the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors. The residual power, however, shook him, causing his blood and qi to churn within him. He crashed onto a certain side path along with the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors. A look of horror appeared on his face. "Quick, go! This little tiger has reached the Four-Aperture Nascent Soul stage!" He leaped up, grabbed his two disciples, and ran. Senior Evil Eye shivered in fright and quickly followed suit, fleeing.

Jiang Fan, meanwhile, drew a sharp breath. Didn't that mean this little tiger was comparable to a Hellish Desolate Beast? He immediately activated the Cloud Shadow technique, fleeing towards the exit.

*Whoosh—* A sound like a thunder dragon resonated, and Jiang Fan vanished from his spot. The next moment, he appeared in the plaza. Looking at the fiery gate within reach, he subconsciously wanted to dash out. But his gaze shifted. He took out the mid-grade Dust-Free Talisman, which he had used once and still had half its power, and affixed it to himself.

Moments later, a ferocious aura descended. The little tiger landed with a thud. Discovering the lightning aura had vanished into the fiery gate, it assumed Jiang Fan had fled. Enraged, it repeatedly slammed its paws on the ground, roaring *awooo-awooo* non-stop. Its curses were incredibly foul. Little did it know, Jiang Fan was hidden not far away, his eyes fixed on the gourd around the little tiger's neck, lost in thought.