Clan Cultivation: Starting from Beast Taming - Chapter 110

Chapter 110: Chapter 89: Searching for the Jiao at Sanjiangkou, Xu Kaishan’s Invitation [Request for Subscription]

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Since the news of a Flood Dragon appearing in the lower reaches of the Cangyun River couldn’t be concealed, it was certain that the cultivators of Yunzhou would have thoughts about this.

Zhou Chun had expected this.

However, there was something he also found strange.

If the high-ranking cultivators from Green Lotus Temple had realized that the Flood Dragon appeared here to build a nest and lay eggs, and were preparing to slay the dragon and take the eggs,

why hadn’t they warned the local cultivators of Yunzhou, to prevent them from disturbing the Flood Dragon and ruining their own plans?

Or did they have the confidence that no matter what the local cultivators of Yunzhou did, they wouldn’t be able to disturb the Flood Dragon?

But doubts aside, Zhou Chun knew it wasn’t his place to interject in such matters.

All he needed to do was to take care of his own tasks.

Thus, after studying the map passed to him by Zhou Jiapeng and the location of the Flood Dragon’s appearance, and comparing it with the information he had gathered from the mortal realm, he circled several important locations on the map.

Then, looking at Zhou Jiapeng and his companion, he said, “Now, we don’t know exactly where the Flood Dragon is building its nest, and we can’t just go searching blindly.”

“So, my suggestion is to station a person at each of these three places to gather intelligence daily from passing cultivators and nearby mortal towns.”

“Should any news of the Flood Dragon’s latest appearance be heard, we must rush to the scene to observe, make relevant records, and then discuss the situation together.”

His suggestion was sensible and carried no risk, so Zhou Jiapeng and his companion naturally agreed quickly.

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Then the three of them discussed and agreed on a way to contact each other before parting ways once more.

Not mentioning what Zhou Jiapeng and his companion did, let’s talk about Zhou Chun. After parting with them, he put on another disguise and resumed his travels as the Loose Cultivator Han Sanjue in the Cultivation World.

The location he had chosen to station himself was called Sanjiangkou, where two tributaries of the Cangyun River converged; the Flood Dragon had previously “caused a deluge” there.

Upon his arrival at Sanjiangkou, he easily found other cultivators also lying in wait. Their cultivation levels varied; some were obviously Family Cultivators, while others were clearly Loose Cultivators.

Without a doubt, they were there for the same reason he was.

“Taoist Friend, are you also here in search of the Flood Dragon? I wonder if we could have a chat and exchange our views.”

By the riverside, as Zhou Chun sat on a large rock looking at the surging river and contemplating, a loud call suddenly came from a few dozen feet behind him.

Turning around, he saw a middle-aged man in grey and a young man in black looking back at him.

Seeing that he had turned, the middle-aged man greeted him with a smile and a nod.

After a moment of thought, Zhou Chun stood up and strolled toward the two men, stopping about ten feet away, where he clasped his hands in a gesture of greeting and said, “My name is Han Sanjue, may I ask how the two Taoist Friends are called?”

“My name is Xu Kaishan, and this is my friend Ding Yizhen,” the middle-aged man returned the greeting and introduced their names.

Then he looked at Zhou Chun and said, “Xu has been observing Taoist Friend Han for a while now and could tell that you are most likely a Loose Cultivator, which is why I took the liberty to approach and get acquainted.”

“Oh, Taoist Friends Xu and Ding are Loose Cultivators as well?”

Zhou Chun’s eyes flashed with a strange light as he immediately asked, “May I know where you two normally cultivate?”

“We call the four seas our home, so we don’t settle in one place. If we must talk about where we often cultivate, I suppose it would be the Jiang Family on Shilong Ridge where we frequent more often,” Xu Kaishan answered easily, not hesitating to reply to Zhou Chun’s inquiry.

And he took the opportunity to ask in return, “What about Taoist Friend Han?”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chun replied without blinking an eye, “I am not a native cultivator of Yunzhou; I only came to Yunzhou from Lanzhou a few months ago and have yet to find a permanent place to settle.”

“So Taoist Friend Han is actually from Lanzhou, my apologies for any oversight,” Xu Kaishan said with a sharper tone, becoming more polite.

In the Cultivation World, low-level Loose Cultivators generally do not travel far.

The Loose Cultivators of Yunzhou rarely venture to Lanzhou to make a living, and similarly, those from Lanzhou seldom come to Yunzhou to do so.

Cultivators who behave in such a manner are either confident in their abilities and courageous or have offended powerful individuals in their homeland and have no choice but to leave.

Either way, they were not to be trifled with.

With both parties giving their real or fake origins and names, they continued probing and interacting, and upon Xu Kaishan’s invitation, Zhou Chun followed them to a small mortal town nearby. They sat in a tavern and started discussing the Flood Dragon’s appearance in the Cangyun River.

It was during this exchange that Zhou Chun learned Xu Kaishan was an eyewitness who had seen the Flood Dragon “cause a deluge”.

“Back then, a torrential downpour unleashed floods, and countless mortals along the banks were displaced and perished, many of whom were devoured by the Demon Flood Dragon.”

“Since the heavy rain obscured visibility, I could only catch glimpses of the Flood Dragon’s scales and claws from the mountainous riverbank…”

Within the private room of the tavern, Xu Kaishan spoke animatedly with glowing eyes about his experience that day, sounding quite excited.

As if it was a very boast-worthy event.

There was not the slightest hint of sympathy for those mortals who perished in the flood or within the Flood Dragon’s belly in his words; he seemed completely indifferent to their lives and deaths.

This attitude of disregarding the lives of mortals made Zhou Chun frown slightly, and he began to feel some displeasure towards him.