As soon as He Yuan arrived at the Converging peak, he rushed over to elder Mo's courtyard. There was less than a year left before the eighteen year old disciples would be required to go over to the Spirit beast peak and contract a beast.
Even if Mo Sheng had missed this event in the storyline, He Yuan couldn't afford to miss it. He needed to make sure that Mo Jiu did not get the opportunity to absorb the ten thousand year old beast core.
"Master!" He Yuan called out when he found elder Mo feeding the fish in his pond, by his side was a large golden fanged tiger. It was elder Mo's spirit beast and one of the rarest spirit beasts out there.
It had very long golden fangs and sleek black fur with golden bat wings protruding from its back. They were only ten of such beasts in the entire cultivation realm as it was very difficult for golden fangs to produce offsprings.
