90: Tiger head asks for life, and the life span is sixty

Jiang Lan's small courtyard.

Walking into the main house in the middle, Jiang Lan pointed to the east room and said to Bao Jing:

"You can stay there. Clean up yourself; the bedding is in the closet."

"amitabha." Bao Jing put his palms together, "Thank you, Benefactor Jiang."

In this main house, there were two rooms, an east room and a west room.

The west room was where Jiang Lan himself lived, while the east room had always been empty.

The east room also had a bed, and Jiang Lan would clean it up from time to time, so it was still clean and tidy.

"Get some rest early. Tomorrow, I'll take you to kill... eliminate Yao Beasts."

Bao Jing nodded, his expression seemingly subtly excited.

Although he could barely suppress the violent emotions in his heart, holding them in was uncomfortable.

Jiang Lan waved his hand and returned to his own room.

He sat cross-legged on the bed.

Before him, a virtual light screen slowly appeared... [Name: Jiang Lan]

[Cultivation: Gathering Yuan Ninth Level]

[Cultivation Technique: Three Yuan True Nurturing Skill / Golden Sun Transformation Art (Fusing)]

[Martial Skill: Blazing Sun Demon Suppression Blade (Minor Accomplishment), Flood Dragon Swim (Beginner), Hidden God Art (Minor Accomplishment), Shadow Blade Art (Return to Simplicity)]

[Remaining Lifespan: One year]

[Can infuse Cultivation Techniques and skills with Lifespan to increase strength.]

[Can increase Lifespan by suppressing or slaying demons and Yao Beasts.]

...Jiang Lan twitched the corner of his mouth.

He had been busy at Bao Ping Temple all day, but he hadn't gained any Lifespan. That one clone had died at Bao Jing's hands.

But fortunately, his gains from this trip were far greater than slaying a clone weaker than him.

Not only did he meet Yao Banxian, but he also learned that the Great Yan, which seemed vast in his eyes, was an utterly ordinary small country when placed within a single province.

It even relied on the Taoist Priests of the Miao Fa Pavilion to maintain the country.

If Jiang Lan was a frog in a well before, after talking with Yao Banxian, he had at least jumped out of the well.

Once he improved his strength, he could go and experience the scenery of the Nine Provinces Continent.

This Great Yan was still too small.

The virtual light screen dissipated, Jiang Lan yawned and lay on the bed.

He had been working non-stop for so long; he was tired too.

Turning over, Jiang Lan's breathing gradually deepened... Starry night, a few thin clouds drifted across the sky.

Below was an endless forest, and the mountain wind blew, rustling the leaves.

Jiang Lan stood in the forest, looking around.

This scene felt a little familiar.

Recalling, Jiang Lan raised an eyebrow.

Wasn't this place Black Wind Mountain from back then?

He remembered what Yao Banxian had told him earlier.

Was this coming to claim his life?

"Tsk tsk..."

Clicking his tongue, Jiang Lan walked forward along the forest.

A moment later, a cave appeared before him.

The cave was pitch black inside, emitting waves of nauseating odors.

Suddenly, a massive tiger head, covered in crimson blood, flew out of the cave at an extremely fast speed, soaring towards Jiang Lan.

The tiger head's scarlet beast eyes were filled with Killing Intent, and it let out roars as it opened its mouth.

"Give me back my body!"

Jiang Lan: "..."

If it hadn't been for Yao Banxian's earlier warning, he might have actually been startled.

The tiger's head looked truly gruesome.

It was still dripping with blood.

In the blink of an eye, the tiger head had already reached Jiang Lan, its mouth opened into an exaggerated arc, as if to swallow Jiang Lan's entire head.

Jiang Lan glanced at it indifferently, then waved his hand casually.

"Bang!"

A violent explosion erupted, and the entire tiger head instantly shattered into pieces, scattering across the ground.

Red, white, and yellow mixed together, somewhat resembling red oil tofu pudding.

Shaking his hand, Jiang Lan said unhurriedly:

"What did I think it was? You couldn't do anything when your head was still attached to your body, and now you're coming to claim my life?"

Before him, the virtual light screen appeared again.

[Slay remnant soul of Qi Gathering First Level Tiger Yao Beast, gain sixty years of Lifespan.]

[Remaining Lifespan: Sixty-one years.]

Jiang Lan's lips curved into a slight smile.

He hadn't expected such a pleasant surprise.

He knew he was in a dream.

But could slaying Yao Beasts in a dream also grant Lifespan?

He didn't know how the System actually worked.

Sixty years was not a small amount.

At least he didn't have to worry about suddenly dying one day.

Although he didn't know what kind of death he would face after his Lifespan ran out, Jiang Lan knew it wouldn't be a natural death.

Because even if he only had one year of Lifespan left, he could still exert 100% of his current Realm's strength.

So if his Lifespan truly ran out, his death would likely be either a natural disaster or a Yao Beast calamity.

Of course, Jiang Lan had never died, so this was just speculation.

After the remnant soul of the Tiger Yao Beast died, Jiang Lan couldn't escape from this dream, but remained in this forest.

However, he didn't care, found a place without a strong stench, leaned against a dead tree, sat down, and began to close his eyes and rest... The next morning, at dawn, a rooster crowed.

Jiang Lan turned over and sat up from the bed, stretching lazily.

He had slept exceptionally well yesterday; Jiang Lan felt he hadn't been this relaxed in a long time.

Putting on his shoes and pushing open the bedroom door, he then saw that several steamed buns were already on the table, and on the other side, several hot steamed buns were wrapped in oil paper.

There was also white porridge and side dishes.

However, Bao Jing was not in the room.

Before Jiang Lan could go out to look for him, the outer door opened, and Bao Jing returned to the room, seeing Jiang Lan and smiling:

"Benefactor Jiang, you're awake?"

"Up so early?"

"Little Monk didn't sleep..."

Jiang Lan was stunned, then understood.

Martial Artists were naturally full of energy; it didn't matter if they didn't sleep for a few days.

Especially after such a major event happened to Bao Jing yesterday, it was normal for him not to be able to sleep.

"You eat first, I'll go wash up."

After speaking, Jiang Lan walked to the courtyard, scooped some water from the large cylinder with a dipper, poured it into a basin, washed up briefly, and then returned to the room.

Bao Jing sat at the table, not touching his chopsticks.

Jiang Lan sat next to him.

"No need to be so polite with me. Eat quickly; after you finish, I'll take you to slay demons and eliminate Yao Beasts."

"amitabha." Bao Jing's eyes lit up slightly, and he put his palms together, "Benefactor Jiang, where do you want to take me to slay demons and Yao Beasts?"

"To kill Zhu Zi Xiong."

"Zhu Zi?" Bao Jing was startled, "Is he a Pig Yao Beast?"

Jiang Lan was also momentarily stunned when he heard this, then chuckled.

"No, he's a hunter from the Green Lantern Sect, specializing in raising Yao Beasts, and he also knows some strange and bizarre tricks. A few days ago, he placed a life-claiming curse on me."

Jiang Lan was not made of mud; since the other party had targeted him, he naturally couldn't remain indifferent.

Anyway, he was just at the Qi Gathering Realm; finding him and killing him would be convenient.

"Hmm? There's such a person?" Bao Jing asked, "Where is that person now?"

Jiang Lan: "He's right..."

Just as he was about to speak, he realized.

Yes, where was the person?