novelraw Chapter 127
Chapter 127
Chapter 127
He had another plan.
“Your Majesty’s kindness is noted. But I have a different idea.”
“Oh? What idea?”
“I’ll find a beast to guard Flowing Cloud Sect.”
The Emperor froze.
“A beast? Gu Yang, are you serious?”
“Of course. Why not?” Gu Yang asked.
“Do you know how hard it is to tame a beast?
Especially Yuanhai-level and above—they’re wild, unpredictable.
Capturing them is near impossible, let alone making them submit.
It’s effort with little reward.”
Everyone knew the power of beasts.
Flying ships were fast, but many cultivators still sought beasts as mounts—for prestige, for awe.
But taming them was nearly impossible.
That was why tamed beasts were so rare.
Gu Yang wasn’t surprised.
If beasts were easy to tame, that would be strange.
But for him, it wasn’t a problem.
He was confident he could make one submit.
“To guard against White Spirit Sect and Sword Spirit Sect, the beast must be at least Yuanhai seventh-level or higher,” the Emperor warned.
“Such beasts are nearly impossible to tame.”
Gu Yang smiled faintly.
“Don’t worry, Your Majesty. I know what I’m doing.”
“You truly intend to tame a beast?” the Emperor asked, astonished.
“Yes.”
Seeing Gu Yang’s unwavering confidence, the Emperor no longer tried to dissuade him.
Beast Mountain Range – Encounter with the Flame Spirit Eagle…
Others might find it impossible, but Gu Yang… perhaps not.
After all, he had already shattered expectations too many times.
The Emperor pondered briefly, then said:
“If you want to tame a beast above Yuanhai seventh level, head south. There lies a vast beast mountain range stretching tens of thousands of miles. Countless beasts dwell there—even Yuanhai peak-level ones.”
Gu Yang’s eyes lit up.
“The southern beast mountain range, huh?”
After a night of drinking and conversation, Gu Yang and the Emperor had grown close—almost like old friends.
But the Emperor had duties to attend to, so he departed early the next morning.
Chu Ling’er wished to stay with Gu Yang, but he urged her to return with the Emperor.
He promised that once he settled matters at Flowing Cloud Sect, he would come to the capital.
After sending them off, Gu Yang returned to the sect.
He informed Chu Liuyun he would be away for several days, then boarded Murong Bai Feng’s flying vessel.
The craft soared south toward the beast mountain range.
The vessel was magnificent—luxurious, swift beyond measure.
If auctioned, it could fetch millions, even tens of millions of lower-grade spirit stones.
And still, demand would exceed supply.
Gu Yang marveled at White Spirit Sect’s wealth.
If they had one such vessel, they surely had more.
The scenery blurred past as the vessel sped on.
After flying for a full day and night, Gu Yang arrived at the beast mountain range by dawn.
From the window, he gazed at the endless ridges stretching like coiling dragons into the horizon.
The sight was breathtaking.
He allowed himself a moment of awe, then steered the vessel straight toward the range’s depths.
The outer regions teemed with lesser beasts—not worth taming.
As the vessel glided overhead, cultivators below noticed.
“What a splendid vessel! Which great figure has come to the beast mountain range?”
“Wait… that insignia—it’s White Spirit Sect!”
“Didn’t White Spirit Sect flee Chu? Why is their vessel here?”
“Perhaps a sect elder came hunting for resources.”
“Likely. Surely a Yuanhai powerhouse. How enviable.”
They whispered in awe, believing White Spirit Sect had returned.
Meanwhile, Gu Yang piloted the vessel deep into the range.
Dangerous auras pressed from every direction.
He stepped out, scanning the surroundings.
“At least ten beasts above Yuanhai eighth level…
Hm? One at Yuanhai tenth peak? Interesting.”
His eyes gleamed.
This was the right place.
The stronger the beast, the better.
He even hoped for a Danxu beast.
If he could tame one, it would be exhilarating.
Though such beasts were rare.
As he pondered, a piercing cry split the sky.
A terrifying aura locked onto him.
Suddenly, a colossal shadow swept overhead.
The shrill sound came from its beak.
Gu Yang looked up, eyes narrowing.
A massive eagle soared above, wings spanning over a thousand meters.
On its head blazed a tuft of fiery feathers.
“The Flame Spirit Eagle! And at Yuanhai tenth peak!”
Excitement surged through him.
The Flame Spirit Eagle was famed for speed—faster even than flying vessels.
Among flying beasts, few could rival it.
And here it was, before him.
Screech!
The eagle sensed Gu Yang’s gaze and grew furious.
This insignificant human dared look down on it—dared think to tame it!
Outrageous!
It shrieked again, sharper than blades.
Its massive body twisted, diving straight at Gu Yang.
The air split with violent sound.
The Flame Spirit Eagle blazed like living fire, hurtling toward him in a storm of heat and fury.