C27 Spirit bone

Yang Junshan put the tiger cub on the ground and watched it stumble towards the tiger, burrowing into its jaw and then running coquettishly into the tiger's arms.

The tiger was barely able to maintain its life force at this moment, and there was not a single trace of energy left in its body. The cub had no idea that its mother's life was about to be extinguished, so it continued to play around in its mother's fur.

Right now, the Tiger Riding Mountain no longer had any strength left in him, but he could feel the joy in the tiger cub's eyes when it was by his side. His glazed eyes, however, revealed a trace of love and reluctance.

Yang Junshan sighed and was about to speak, but then he saw a dark stream of light come out from the corners of the Tiger's mouth.

Yang Junshan was stunned. He was very familiar with this stream of light. It was the essence of demonic energy that gathered in his body during the initial stages of cultivation, unlike natural condensing of celestial spirits. This essence was the gathering of the origin of the demonic beast's cultivation.

Inky demonic energy essence flowed down, instantly dispersing like clouds and mist, enveloping the little tiger's head.

The mischievous little tiger cub thought that his mother was playing a new game with him, so he shook his head, wanting to shake off the hazy object on his head. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the mountain tiger suddenly lowered his huge head and pressed the cub under his chin, no matter how the little tiger cub called out, it didn't move an inch.

Was this an influx of demonic qi?

Although Yang Junshan was surprised, he wasn't as surprised as he was before. He was surprised that this Tiger Riding Mountain knew this secret technique, and he wasn't surprised because before the fall of a demon clan member who knew this secret technique, most of them would use this technique on their descendants.

Although it was called 'Empowerment', there was not even a single strand of demonic qi left in the recipient's body. Moreover, this demonic qi could not be used to increase the recipient's cultivation, it could only be used to solidify the foundation. To put it bluntly, it was a process of strengthening the foundation and nurturing the foundation.

In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, all of the black coloured essence that lingered around the little tiger's head, other than entering into the little tiger's body, the remaining essence gradually dissipated.

The little tiger cub shook its head, unsure of what was going on. However, the originally lifeless Tiger Riding Mountain suddenly became excited. It was actually able to move its forelimbs and push the cub out of the way.

The little tiger cub didn't know what was going on, but he was about to crawl into his mother's embrace. Unexpectedly, his mother pushed him away again, and this time, he used even more force.

Yang Junshan knew that he was riding on a tiger's back, and it was also his final test. He bent down and held the cub in his arms, then bit his left index finger and pointed it between the cub's eyebrows. He drew a simple pattern and said, "Work together, make a difference!"

Yang Junshan had made a vow of brotherhood among demons, although these ceremonies didn't have much effect on the people who made the oath. Yang Junshan had made a vow of brotherhood among demons, although these ceremonies didn't actually have much effect on the people who made the vow.

Moreover, every step of a cultivator's cultivation advancement is a natural chasm. The unsullied state of the mind and clear thoughts are often the cornerstone of a cultivator's advancement, and without this foundation, one's desire would often be unable to reach it.

Yang Junshan had obviously obtained the acknowledgement of the mountain tiger, so the remaining step was for the mountain tiger to take the initiative and condense the immortal spirit within its body. Once this giant tiger perished, Yang Junshan would be able to search for high grade tiger bone immortal spirit within his body.

Following that, an earthen yellow spiritual light shone from the back of the mountain tiger's neck all the way down to the spot where the Treading Bear had broken off. This time, it was Yang Junshan's turn to widen his eyes.

Condensing bone into spirit, could this actually be condensing bone into spirit?

Wasn't this a rare phenomenon that only occurred in legends? Could it be that the tiger bone immortal spirit that was nurturing this mountain tiger actually reached the highest quality?

This time, Yang Junshan was truly frightened!

A top-grade immortal spirit was something that Yang Junshan didn't even dare to think about. Even though he had the experiences of his previous life, he only dared to have the idea of obtaining a high-grade immortal spirit.

However, if it really was a top-grade immortal spirit, then all the immortal spirit from before was worth less than a single top grade immortal spirit. Even though Yang Junshan had been through hundreds of years, he had never seen a top-grade immortal spirit before.

Just when Yang Junshan was extremely astonished, the earthy yellow light began to shrink back from the back of the mountain tiger, and finally disappeared into his body.

While Yang Junshan was still confused, the light suddenly appeared in the mouth of the tiger, and it was condensing more and more. Gradually, a trace of light came out from the light and started to seep into a long fangs.

Yang Junshan felt relieved and the surprise returned to his face again. It was truly a rare chance for him to condense his spirit and transform into a bone. Was he actually lucky enough to encounter such a great fortune?

When the ball of light completely permeated into the tiger fang, the originally white bone suddenly had a layer of sparkling and translucent jade-like luster. The entire tiger fang had almost turned into an exquisite piece of crystal jade, and this three-inch long tiger tooth automatically fell from the mouth of the mountain tiger, falling right in front of the mountain tiger.

Yang Junshan looked at the tiger tooth on the ground with excitement, but the tiger cub in his arms suddenly cried out in grief. Yang Junshan's heart sank, and when he looked up, the tiger had already lost its life after condensing its immortal spirit into bone.

He watched the cub run to his mother's side again, but this time, no matter how hard he tried, he could only use his forelimbs to stand on his mother's body. He used his mouth to pull down his mother's ear and called out to her in a loud voice, but he could no longer wake his mother up, nor could he get back into his mother's arms.

Yang Junshan bent over and picked up the tiger tooth from the ground. He wiped the dust off it with his lapel quickly, afraid that there would be a slight bump. In fact, a real immortal spirit was not so easy to break, not to mention it was a tiger tooth that looked like a top grade immortal spirit.

However, the moment the immortal spirit entered his hand, Yang Junshan suddenly froze. His previous ecstatic expression froze on his face. Something was wrong!

Yang Junshan hurried to place the tiger fang in his hand in front of his eyes again to examine it. It was true that the spiritual light on the surface of this tiger tooth immortal spirit was much thicker than the upper grade immortal spirit bear gall that Yang Junshan had obtained, but it was still not at the top-grade immortal spirit level. This tiger tooth immortal spirit was actually still a high grade immortal spirit.

However, the problem lay in the congealing of the spirit to the bone. This was a phenomenon that only top grade immortal spirits could develop. How could it turn into a high-grade immortal spirit in the end?

Yang Junshan could not help but pat his head in annoyance. In fact, Yang Junshan only asked for a high-grade immortal spirit at the beginning, if it was only a high-grade immortal spirit, then Yang Junshan would be satisfied.

However, the crux of the matter was that there was a sign of a top-grade immortal spirit. Just when Yang Junshan was falling from the sky in joy and was preparing his appetite for this heavenly blessing, he suddenly realized that the top-grade immortal spirit had returned to its high-grade form.

Yang Junshan found it hard to accept such a huge psychological drop. His expression was one of unwillingness and anger as he turned a high-grade immortal spirit stone over and over in his hand, muttering to himself, "That's not right, it's obviously top-grade immortal spirit energy, how did it become a high-grade immortal spirit …"

Yang Junshan pondered over and over again. In the end, he guessed that it was because the back bone of the mountain tiger had been broken that the process of condensing spirit bone couldn't reach perfection.

It could also be because the Tiger Riding Mountain had consumed too much of its life force in order to wait for its child to have the last chance to see it, resulting in it ultimately failing to condense a top-grade immortal spirit.

Yang Junshan had to comfort himself with the fact that at least he got nothing. No matter what, high-grade immortal spirits were enough to complete his plan.

Besides, he had gained a lot. When Yang Junshan thought about what he had seen in the Tiger Cave, he couldn't help but feel excited. His regret for missing out on his top-grade immortal spirit was lessened a lot.

At this time, Yang Junshan suddenly felt his pants being pulled down, and when he looked down, he saw the tiger cub, who was trying to wake his mother up just now, holding his pants, staring at him with a pair of confused eyes. He didn't know why his mother would ignore him, so he had to turn to the one entrusted to him by his mother, Jin Lan.

Yang Junshan sighed in his heart, bent down and picked up Little Tiger again, then bowed to the mountain tiger's huge body before patting its furry head, "Little guy, we will be brothers from now on, so follow me."

The cub seemed to understand Yang Junshan's words. It raised its head and looked at Yang Junshan, then looked at its mother's corpse. It turned around and called out to Yang Junshan a few more times, as if asking about its mother's condition.

Yang Junshan was about to explain the situation to his when a voice suddenly came from outside the cove, followed by the sound of footsteps becoming clearer and clearer. It was Zhang Yueming and the others chasing after them.