Meanwhile, in the mountains, birds and animals scattered in a frenzy.
Zhang Xiaoshan was shocked.
It was rare to see tigers, especially since wild tigers had never been sighted in their Northwestern region outside of zoos.
Once, Old Shan had heard the elderly in the village tell of a mythical tiger of immense size that resided in the mountain behind them, but no one in the village had ever seen it.
"Could the tales of the Divine Tiger and Dragon Girl both be true?"
Zhang Xiaoshan was immediately enthusiastic; with a leap, he jumped more than ten meters high, at least the height of a three-story building, a testament to the power of Qi Condensation with the support of True Qi, bestowing many benefits.
Then he performed the Swimming Dragon Steps, treading on protruding branches like a peerless master from the television dramas, leaping swiftly among the cliff faces, more nimble than monkeys.
In just two or three minutes, Little Shan reached the top of the cliff.
