My Daily Cultivation Life with a Clumsy Female Disciple

Of course, regardless of whether the aura was strong or weak, Chasing the Wind could still sense it clearly. The qilin in the sky was indeed emanating the aura of a divine beast... which had an obvious suppressive effect on him.

So, he still wanted to go over and take a look. What if? What if there really was a little qilin cub crying out for food?

The thought of raising a little qilin as a pet excited him.

He said to Xiao Bufan, "We'll visit Dan Peak another time! Now we're going to find a baby qilin."

Without waiting for Xiao Bufan's response, he took Li An and rode the wind out.

"Senior brother! Be careful of the Boundless Sword Sect..." Xiao Bufan hurriedly warned.

But when he looked up, in just a short moment, Chasing the Wind had already dived into someone's shadow, switching between shadows several times, reaching the foremost position.

"What terrifying speed!" he marveled inwardly.

But he wasn't planning to rush over and fight for this opportunity. Whether it was a qilin or not, one had to be alive to claim it, right? Now that he sensed the killing intent from the Boundless Sword Sect, he had to quickly slip away.

Chasing the Wind's short-range burst speed was incomparable to the cultivators who had come here. Even though he had let those cultivators run ahead by several hundred meters, he still arrived at the position beneath the qilin before them.

The qilin was in mid-air. He looked up and felt the obvious suppressive force of the high-level bloodline on him.

"Is it really a qilin?" he wondered, and wind gathered at his feet as he prepared to go up and investigate.

But just as he moved, his nose suddenly caught a special scent. He quickly stopped, his nose twitching...

"The smell of blood?"

He looked up at the qilin in the sky again, vaguely understanding something.

He no longer went up into the air, but suddenly lay flat on the ground, as if he had been suppressed by the qilin's divine beast bloodline and couldn't move.

The cultivators following behind him saw his state and couldn't help but reveal mocking smiles.

"A beast is just a beast, always limited by bloodline!" Fu Ming, who was very fast and among the first batch following Chasing the Wind, looked down at him from the air with disdain and continued flying towards the qilin in the sky. "That's why the master of this world can only be the human race!"

While these cultivators were feeling smug and mocking, they didn't notice that as they flew up towards the qilin, their shadows were cast on the ground, forming darkness right in front of Chasing the Wind.

And the moment the shadows formed, Chasing the Wind opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of darkness onto the shadows. The darkness immediately spread within the shadows. In the blink of an eye, a large patch of pitch-black darkness appeared on the snow-white ground.

"Pfft! Idiots!"

Chasing the Wind raised his paw and gave a middle finger to those guys flying towards the qilin in the sky. Then he took Li An and plunged into the darkness on the ground, burrowing underground.

The first batch of cultivators who approached the qilin still held reverence for such an auspicious beast as they looked at the majestic, noble, and divine qilin. They didn't immediately go forward to do anything disrespectful.

They even bowed to the qilin under Fu Ming's lead.

Fu Ming stepped forward and said to the qilin radiating divine light, "Senior, I am Fu Ming from the Boundless Sword Sect of the Lingnan Region, here to pay respects to the divine beast."

However, the qilin just stood there proudly and solemnly, looking in the direction of the sun.

Fu Ming bowed again and said, "I apologize for disturbing the divine beast..."

As he spoke, he finally realized something. Although the qilin before him had the divine aura and presence of a divine beast, it had no life force. It seemed more like a painting, a sculpture, a shadow, an exquisite work of art, rather than a real qilin.

His expression darkened as he slowly walked forward, reaching out to touch the scales on the qilin's leg. Unsurprisingly, his hand passed right through.

He then leaped forward, charging... and his entire body passed through the divine beast.

It was indeed just a projection!

"A shadow!!" discussions erupted among the crowd.

"It's not a qilin..." someone said, "It just has the aura of a qilin."

"But... what created this shadow?" A clever person quickly thought of this question.

The qilin in the sky was just an illusion, so what had created this qilin illusion?

Fu Ming realized something and quickly looked down at the ground. Sure enough, that white tiger was gone!

Amidst the rolling snow waves, a patch of pitch-black darkness was undulating on the surface out of nowhere.

"The treasure is underground!" he shouted.

The other cultivators also looked down at the ground and saw that patch of darkness. Being as clever as they were, they instantly understood the situation.

There was no qilin, but there was a treasure related to the qilin. And now someone had already taken the lead...

They jolted and quickly flew towards the ground.

Among them, the fastest ones dove into the darkness on the ground in the blink of an eye.

However... Fu Ming, who was the fastest, remained motionless in mid-air. He narrowed his eyes, coldly watching those cultivators who were rushing into the darkness.

"Why isn't Senior Brother going?" a crisp female voice asked him.

Fu Ming turned around to see Fairy Miaoyi from Zhican Valley. He smiled and replied, "The darkness on the ground is that white tiger's spell. Only fools beyond redemption would recklessly dive into someone else's spell without any precautions."

"But it's a qilin!" Fairy Miaoyi said, "It's worth taking some risks."

Fu Ming shook his head, "I don't need to go in. I just need to wait outside, monitoring the ground. That white tiger will surely return to the surface after obtaining the treasure. Isn't it lovely to wait for the rabbit by the tree stump?"

"Senior Brother is so wise!" Fairy Miaoyi praised.

...What about marking the boat to find the sword?

In the darkness underground, Chasing the Wind was freely roaming in his dark domain. He sensed that divine aura and swam towards it with a dog paddle.

Soon, he saw the treasure.

Just like the last time he used this divine ability, spiritual veins and spirit stones weren't assimilated by the darkness, and neither was this treasure.

It emitted a seven-colored radiance in the darkness.

It shone with seven colors in this dark domain, like a gemstone under sunlight.

Chasing the Wind stared at the colorful radiance in a daze, dog-paddling to its side.

His nose twitched, smelling that bloody scent amidst the divine aura. He reached out with his paw and touched the seven-colored light.

The colorful light disappeared, revealing its true form...

Blood, a drop of qilin blood.

"So this is that qilin cub?" he murmured, his tiger face smiling in the colorful light, "An'an, how about I give you this qilin blood as a welcome gift?"

Li An was sleeping soundly, hugging his neck.

Chasing the Wind held this drop of qilin blood with his paw. He wanted to put it into the Universe Bag, but the Universe Bag couldn't contain this drop of qilin blood, so he had to hold it with his paw.

By this time, those cultivators had already chased down. They saw a tiger shadow holding a seven-colored light from afar.

"He's got the treasure!" someone shouted.

"Qilin, my qilin!" someone swam towards that direction with all their might.

Chasing the Wind looked back, seeing those cultivators struggling to swim in the dark domain. His tiger mouth twisted into a sneer, "All idiots!"

The next second, all the darkness contracted towards him as the center. In an instant, the darkness disappeared, and this place returned to its original state of underground soil and rocks, with all the cultivators trapped within.

Chasing the Wind, wrapped in darkness, turned and rushed out of the ground.

Then, the moment he burst out of the ground, a sharp sword energy flew towards him.