Clan Cultivation: Starting from Beast Taming

In a daze, Zhou Chun was awakened by a clamor of noisy sounds.

He blinked his eyelids and struggled to open his eyes, turning his head toward the source of the noise.

A few meters away on a rocky shore, two grayish-green wolves were gnawing at a human corpse.

The noisy sounds he heard were the crunching noises as the wolves fed.

This bloody scene made his scalp tingle, and he quickly shut his eyes.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, a flood of memories that didn't belong to him suddenly emerged in his mind, shocking him profoundly and making him reopen his eyes wide.

He had transmigrated!

He had actually been reborn into an Immortal World!

Zhou Chun couldn't doubt the authenticity of these memories, as the wolves eating human flesh and the ancient-like clothing on the corpse and himself confirmed the reality of this world.

At this point, pondering why a simple sleep had resulted in his transmigration was evidently meaningless.

The priority was how to survive in this world.

From the memories, this appeared to be a world where immortals wielded divine skills, and the original owner of his body was indeed a cultivator.

With this thought, Zhou Chun immediately began sifting through the vast sea of memories for useful information.

Soon, his eyes slightly brightened as he found a way to drive away the two wolves.

He struggled to reach into his bosom, and from an inner pocket, he fumbled and pulled out a waterproof oil paper packet.

"Hey, beasts, look over here!"

Zhou Chun let out a low roar, startling the two wolves, making their fur stand on end as they stopped feeding and turned to look at him.

Seeing the supposedly lifeless corpse glaring at them, a flicker of terror passed through the wolves' eyes.

However, they soon realized that the man on the ground was only blustering, unable to even stand up.

This emboldened them, and flashing a fierce light in their eyes, they immediately flanked him to attack.

But just as the wolves prepared to pounce and go for Zhou Chun's throat, he forcefully raised his arm and scattered the contents of the oil paper packet.

Instantly, a clump of pungent, stinking yellow-brown powder was flung out, covering half of Zhou Chun's body.

As the two approaching wolves caught the foul stench, they trembled as if struck by thunder, their limbs went limp, and whimpering, they quickly turned and fled, disappearing quickly from the ravine.

In this manner, Zhou Chun, by using a packet of beast-repelling powder left by the former body's owner, managed to drive away the two wolves and eliminate the immediate threat.

This ordeal made him more convinced of the abilities of cultivators as detailed in the memories.

Half a day later, as Zhou Chun's body gradually recovered, he had made his way to a stream, quenching his thirst, and also sorted through parts of his memories, understanding why he was here.

It turned out that his predecessor was also named Zhou Chun, and was a disciple of the Sanjue Sect, a sect that recruited mortals with Spiritual Root Aptitude.

This Sanjue Sect was peculiar; although it functioned like any other sect recruiting disciples, its real power had always been held by the Li, Zhou, and Yu cultivator families.

The so-called Sanjue Sect was an alliance founded by the ancestors of these three families.

But after a history of over seventeen hundred years, the current Sanjue Sect found itself in great crisis, and had to relocate to avoid disaster.

Zhou Chun and the half-eaten corpse, Li Han, were disciples from the Zhou and Li families within the Sanjue Sect, and they knew each other.

The two had agreed to stick together during the evacuation,

but their mutual support during the escape turned into violent conflict over a treasure they stumbled upon during the journey, resulting in both dying in an unknown ravine.

If Zhou Chun's soul hadn't transmigrated and possessed the body, the remains of the two cultivators might have ended up being wolf food.

Understanding this, along with a realization of the perilous nature of the world of cultivation, Zhou Chun cautioned himself.

In the future, no matter with whom he was, he would always keep an eye out to avoid falling into the same trap as those two.

Having sorted out the basics of his situation, Zhou Chun, through the memories and the muscle memory of his body, quickly entered a meditative state to practice and recover his mana.

After the previous all-out battle, his body's mana had been completely drained, otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to use the beast-repellent powder to drive away the wolves.

After about six hours of meditative cultivation, Zhou Chun finally recovered approximately sixty percent of his mana.

His cultivation level was originally the sixth stage of the Qi Refinement Realm, and sixty percent of his mana was enough to allow him to cast some spells—at the very least, he no longer needed to worry about being injured by wild beasts.

When Zhou Chun ended his meditation and opened his eyes, he felt a faint pain in the meridians within his body, along with a sense of irritability arising from nowhere.

"Is it because I directly absorbed nature's spiritual energy for refinement, causing my mana to be tainted by Evil Qi?"

He lightly rubbed his forehead with a hand, forcefully suppressing that urge to vent his irritability. Zhou Chun's eyes slightly darkened, but he was very clear about the cause of this situation.

Ever since the great war between immortals and demons several tens of thousands of years ago during ancient times, this world's nature's spiritual energy had been contaminated by Evil Qi.

If cultivators absorbed and refined this corrupted spiritual energy, their mana would inevitably be tainted and difficult to purify.

And if they absorbed too much Evil Qi, not only could they easily become deranged during cultivation, but their minds could also become crazed and twisted under the erosion of the Evil Qi, turning them into mad Evil Cultivators.

Thus, even now, unless absolutely necessary, no cultivator would absorb and refine nature's spiritual energy without the protection of a Spirit Cleansing Formation.

However, setting up and maintaining the Spirit Cleansing Formation was not easy, and the cost was enormous. Those who lacked the strength among the cultivation sects and families simply did not have the resources or manpower to undertake this task.

Therefore, even now, being able to cultivate in places protected by a Spirit Cleansing Formation was no small feat for cultivators.

Even a disciple of a sect like Zhou Chun had to pay a certain price for it.

However, Zhou Chun, being aware of this situation, still chose to meditate and restore his mana first because he had his reasons.

Firstly, he found himself in an unfamiliar location without any mana, which was very unsafe.

Secondly, purging the Evil Qi from one's body might be difficult for others, but for him, who now uniquely possessed a certain treasure, it was quite easy.

With a pat on his waist's storage pouch, Zhou Chun retrieved a cyan-black stone jar and opened its wooden lid.

This cyan-black stone jar was only about a foot high, adorned with dark green patterns on both the inside and outside, and had curved handles on either side for lifting and carrying.

At this moment, the jar was full of Spirit Water, radiating blue light.

Zhou Chun looked at the Spirit Water inside the jar without hesitation and took a big gulp.

The slightly chilly Spirit Water flowed down his throat and into his stomach, quickly dispersing the suppressed irritability.

As the effects of the Spirit Water took hold, the painful sensations in his meridians also quickly faded away.

The so-called Evil Qi was thoroughly purified and eradicated by the powerful purifying ability of the Spirit Water.

Indeed, the stone jar that could autonomously produce Purification Spirit Water was the very "culprit" behind the confrontation between Zhou Chun and Li Han, his good friend.

The two discovered this item together, but Zhou Chun was the first to get his hands on it.

Once they figured out what the stone jar was capable of, the seeds of disaster were sown.

According to their tests, this stone jar, if left uncovered and placed outside, would autonomously produce a jar of Spirit Water every seven days.

This Spirit Water had a powerful purifying effect and could easily cleanse spiritual medicines, Spirit Ores tainted with Evil Qi, even purify Demon Beasts contaminated by Evil Qi, and also cleanse the Evil Qi afflicting a cultivator!

The value of such a treasure for the current cultivators was quite clear to both of them.

Thus, although they verbally agreed to offer the item to the Sanjue Sect for rewards once they reached the new residence of their sect,

in reality, both harbored the thought of murdering the other to monopolize it.

Yet, neither of them could have anticipated that they would both end up perishing together.

Now, Zhou Chun, having reincarnated and traveled back, incidentally gained the advantage.

At this time, after using the Purification Spirit Water, Zhou Chun carefully packed away the cyan-black stone jar and then began to clean up the battlefield.

He retrieved several magic artifacts scattered on the ground back to his storage pouch and also buried what remained of Li Han's body, collecting his storage pouch and other useful items.

Then, following his memory, he found the body of a green-furred leopard not far off in the woods.

This Demon Beast, known as the "Windshadow Leopard," had been a Spirit Beast raised by Zhou Chun, whose power was comparable to a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refinement.

However, due to Li Han's ambush, this loyally protective Spirit Beast didn't even have a chance to show its strength and forever fell here.

Gazing at the body of the Spirit Beast that had died protecting its master, Zhou Chun felt a deep gratitude for its loyalty and bowed deeply to it.

He then performed a spell to cremate it on the spot, preventing its remains from being scavenged by other wild beasts.

After completing all this, Zhou Chun then strode confidently toward the forest's edge.