Cold Priest VS Ancient Ferocious Beast

Mo Zhu lay alone on the bamboo couch, gradually falling into a dark and long dream.

In the dream, he was a child, sealed in the Monster Forest, and every day was filled with bloody fights for territory, for spiritual power, and sometimes even for no reason.

He was injured in the dark days and hurt other demons. He grew wildly with the instincts of a ferocious beast, not knowing why he existed.

The little immortal officials in heaven would use their specially made spiritual ergonomicon to attract the spiritual beasts they wanted, and then tame the spiritual beasts into their immortal servants, so that they could achieve immortality.

But he is a ferocious beast, and no immortal official would want a cruel monster. He is destined to be trapped in the monster forest for eternity.

He tore and killed day after day in the monster forest, and gradually grew sharp fangs and dragon claws from a young beast. He thought he would continue like this until he was completely dominated by the beast nature.

On another dark day, after a fierce fight, he lay on the Demon Cage Tree with wounds of varying depths, barely catching his last breath. He was thinking about recovery and revenge.

At this moment, a strange smell came into his nose.

This smell had an irresistible attraction to him. He endured the severe pain in his body and stood up.

He couldn't help but follow the smell deep into the Monster Forest, and limped to the Duling River.

Duling River is the boundary of the Monster Forest. No monster has ever been able to cross the Duling River, and they don’t know what is on the other side of the river.

The tree monsters by the river said that the monsters trapped in the Duling River would escape into the eternal void, but they didn't know what the void was.

Mo Zhu looked at the river water in front of him that was shining with indigo light. The smell that attracted him became stronger and stronger, so strong that he couldn't think.

He stepped into the Duling River step by step and was submerged in the blue phantom.

When he opened his eyes again, he couldn't move his body.

He had never felt restrained before, and without time to see his surroundings clearly, he just struggled violently in panic, revealing his newly grown fangs.

"Alright, alright, Xiao Qiongqi, you are mine. You must listen to me from now on."

A young boy's face appeared before his eyes, clear and harmless, showing no fear of his resistance at all.

He was held in the young man's palm, and Mo Zhu was stunned.

"I've refined many recipes of brown sugar according to the instructions in the Monster Hunting Book. I see you like this one today. My efforts have paid off. Otherwise, the brown sugar tree outside the temple would be dead."

The boy started chattering at him.

"You are hurt?"

The boy took it in his hands and looked at it over and over again.

"I will heal you."

The young man was dressed in white and had a golden headband on his head that was only found in the fairy world.

Mo Zhu didn't expect that a little immortal official would want him. He stared blankly at the young man in front of him.

"Hmm? Not moving? That's pretty good. The Book of Demonic Spirits says Qiongqi is very ferocious and untamable. So, it's really not moving?"

After saying that, the boy shook it in disbelief.

He let the boy sway without moving.

"come in."

The young man took out the demon-control bag from his sleeve. Mo Zhu felt that he was gradually becoming weak and his consciousness was a little blurred, but he had an unprecedented sense of security. He felt that he was wrapped up and floating in the clouds.

After locking the demon-control bag, the young man left the banks of the Duling River with satisfaction.

When Mo Zhu was released, he had not yet regained consciousness. When he clearly saw that there were seven or eight monsters surrounding him, he suddenly became angry.

"Ah!" The monsters and small immortal officials who were watching him were all shocked.

"Don't move, the wound is bleeding again."

The boy who picked him up held him in his hands again and tried to comfort him.

But facing the unfamiliar environment, he couldn't calm down his anxiety.

"Don't look at them." The boy held him tightly in his arms.

Seeing that he was still struggling, the boy took out the demon-control bag again.

"Then you stay inside first. You can come out later if you want."

The boy was very patient and put him back.

So Mo Zhu lay quietly in the demon-controlling bag, not moving.

"Monsters are used to being in the woods. They behave like this when they first come out. Take your time."

"Understood, Senior Brother Qingliu."

"This is the first time I've seen the real Qiongqi, and it doesn't seem as ugly as described in the books." said a small immortal official.

"Isn't this ugly? It's black and dirty. Did you see the fangs just now? Qingchen, why don't you choose something else?" said another little fairy official.

"What's so ugly about it? Besides, Qiongqi is an ancient ferocious beast. It doesn't matter if it has no fangs. I like Qiongqi the most." Su Qingchen defended his little beast.

"How is it not ugly? Qingyue's nine-tailed fox, Qingyu's phoenix, even Qingliu's elephant snake, are all better than this."

"Hmph, I think mine is good."

"Don't underestimate it because it's small now. I heard that Qiongqi will grow to be very tall when it grows up. It's ferocious by nature. You better pray for the best. Don't fail in your cultivation and cause chaos in the immortal family."

Mo Zhu hid in the demon-controlling bag, listening to the little immortal officials discussing him one after another. Because he had crossed the Duling River with injuries, Mo Zhu was a little weak, and fell asleep in the middle of the little immortal officials' argument.