Chapter 51: Crimson Blood Flying Dragon
The encounter with the Spirit Hall party was merely a small interlude.
After parting ways, Yu Yuanzhen continued to lead Yu Xiaogang around the Star Dou Great Forest.
After more than ten more days of searching, they still found nothing.
This aimless searching made Yu Xiaogang grateful that they had stored dry rations in their storage soul tools before entering the forest.
Otherwise, given the situation, they would have had to either leave the Star Dou Great Forest to restock on food.
Or truly end up, as Bibi Dong had said earlier, eating raw meat and drinking blood.
However, such days did not last long.
On this day, while Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Xiaogang were hastily eating dry rations inside a huge tree hollow.
Suddenly.
"ROAR!!!"
"GROWL!!!"
Two enormous beast roars sounded one after another, instantly making Yu Xiaogang's body tense up.
Upon hearing the sound, Yu Yuanzhen's eyes lit up.
"That cry... is it the cry of a Crimson Blood Flying Dragon?"
"This is one of the Spirit Beasts most suited to your requirements, Xiao'gang. I just wonder how many years old it is."
As soon as the words fell, Yu Yuanzhen directly grabbed Yu Xiaogang and rushed toward the direction of the sound.
Being carried, Yu Xiaogang's face was calm. Since entering the Star Dou Great Forest, he had experienced this too many times.
So now, even while being carried, he could calmly finish gnawing the dry rations in his hand.
With Yu Yuanzhen's swift pace, it wasn't long before a dragon-type Soul Beast with blood-red wings, crimson-gold scales all over its body, and a single horn atop its head resembling jade came into view.
This Spirit Beast, called the Crimson Blood Flying Dragon, was about five meters tall, and its spread blood-red wings seemed capable of blotting out the sky.
However, at this moment, the Crimson Blood Flying Dragon was bleeding profusely all over, and its pair of blood-red wings had also become tattered.
The moment Yu Xiaogang saw this Spirit Beast, his eyes lit up.
"Father, a single horn, less than a thousand years old, and this size—it's definitely well over five hundred years!"
Yu Yuanzhen's face also lit up with joy.
After wandering around the Star Dou Great Forest for so many days, this Crimson Blood Flying Dragon best met the requirements.
At this moment, the Crimson Blood Flying Dragon was fighting a mottled white tiger.
The tiger Spirit Beast was named the Bloodthirsty White Tiger, and among tiger-type Spirit Beasts, it was considered extremely formidable.
As a tiger-type Spirit Beast, it was inherently powerful. Additionally, the Bloodthirsty White Tiger possessed a bloodthirsty trait, making it grow stronger the more frenzied and intense the battle became.
Therefore, few Spirit Masters wanted to encounter this type of Spirit Beast when they didn't need it.
Based on Yu Xiaogang's observation, the age of this Bloodthirsty White Tiger was judged to be around five thousand years.
"To be able to fight a five-thousand-year-old Bloodthirsty White Tiger, this Crimson Blood Flying Dragon is truly powerful!"
Yu Xiaogang exclaimed with emotion.
For a Spirit Beast with less than a thousand years of cultivation to fight a five-thousand-year Spirit Beast was far more difficult than for a human Spirit Master to fight above their level.
"This brings us to the topic of Bloodline among Spirit Beasts."
"A formidable Bloodline allows a hundred-year Spirit Beast to battle a thousand-year one, and a thousand-year to rival a ten-thousand-year."
"Thus, Spirit Beasts with such powerful Bloodlines often grant Spirit Masters formidable Spirit Abilitys."
Yu Yuanzhen remarked while watching the battle situation.
Just as Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Xiaogang finished speaking and prepared to intervene to end the fight, suddenly, another roar came from the distance.
"ROAR!!!!"
The moment he heard the sound, Yu Xiaogang shifted his gaze and saw another Crimson Blood Flying Dragon.
Different from the one fighting the Bloodthirsty White Tiger, this newly arrived Crimson Blood Flying Dragon was completely unharmed and had an even more imposing Aura.
Of course, more importantly, beside the same jade-like single horn as the previous Crimson Blood Flying Dragon, a small, newly sprouted horn stood upright on its head.
For the Crimson Blood Flying Dragon Spirit Beast, its age is judged by the horns on its head.
Those without horns are below a hundred years old; a single horn indicates the hundred-year level.
When a second horn grows, it signifies the Crimson Blood Flying Dragon has become a thousand-year Spirit Beast.
The appearance of a third horn means it has become a ten-thousand-year Spirit Beast.
From this, it could be judged that this newly arrived Crimson Blood Flying Dragon was a thousand-year Spirit Beast, and from its horns, it had only just reached the thousand-year mark.
"Just reached a thousand years... a bit of a pity. If it were under a thousand, this Crimson Blood Flying Dragon would be the most suitable for you."
Yu Yuanzhen sighed.
However, what Yu Yuanzhen didn't notice was that Yu Xiaogang beside him was currently staring blankly at the Crimson Blood Flying Dragon that had just reached a thousand years.
The thousand-year Crimson Blood Flying Dragon joined the battle, fighting side by side with the severely injured one.
Under the pincer attack of the two Crimson Blood Flying Dragons, the Bloodthirsty White Tiger fell into a slight disadvantage.
If it were an ordinary Spirit Beast, it would surely choose to retreat at this point.
But the Bloodthirsty White Tiger was different. The more intense the situation, the stronger its Battle Intent became.
"GROWL!!!"
Thus, with a tiger's roar, the Bloodthirsty White Tiger attacked the two Crimson Blood Flying Dragons even more frenziedly.
Especially the newly arrived one, which received its focused attention.
The newly arrived thousand-year Crimson Blood Flying Dragon refused to be outdone. Gathering its spirit power, it formed an energy ball at its mouth.
The next second, an energy ray shot toward the Bloodthirsty White Tiger.
"What a cool Move!"
Seeing this Move from the Crimson Blood Flying Dragon, Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up.
The ray pierced through the Bloodthirsty White Tiger's body, further igniting its warlike nature.
Just as both sides were about to escalate into a major battle, and Yu Xiaogang was eagerly anticipating the outcome, Yu Yuanzhen tapped Yu Xiaogang on the head.
"Are you getting addicted to watching? If the Crimson Blood Flying Dragon dies, who knows when we'll encounter such a suitable Spirit Beast next time!"
Yu Yuanzhen glared at Yu Xiaogang with annoyance.
"Hehe, I got a bit too absorbed without realizing it."
Reminded by Yu Yuanzhen, Yu Xiaogang snapped back to reality and scratched his head with an embarrassed smile.
Shaking his head, Yu Yuanzhen activated his Spirit, leaped, and appeared on the other side of the battlefield.
Hearing the commotion from Yu Yuanzhen's side, both the Crimson Blood Flying Dragons and the Bloodthirsty White Tiger were stunned.
Then, their entire bodies trembled.
Because Yu Yuanzhen's powerful Aura, belonging to a Titled Douluo, was now fully displayed.
Almost instantly, the Bloodthirsty White Tiger's fur stood on end. With a furious roar, it immediately turned tail and fled the scene without another word.
It was warlike and bloodthirsty, but that was against opponents roughly its equal or slightly stronger.
When faced with an existence it absolutely could not contend with, it would still run away.
Yu Yuanzhen paid no attention to the Bloodthirsty White Tiger's escape. His goal had always been the Crimson Blood Flying Dragon.
Thus, very soon, the two Crimson Blood Flying Dragons, beaten until they couldn't Move, collapsed to the ground.