Bang! Bang! Bang!
Beside the cave, a small, pitch-black tiger stood beneath a tall, ancient tree, repeatedly and forcefully slamming its body against the thick trunk. Each impact produced a considerable sound, and from the sound, it was clear that the tiger was not faking it, but truly hitting the tree with its body.
Low growls emanated from the small black tiger's mouth, its body trembling continuously. It was evident that this tree-bashing act was not without harm to him; he felt a piercing pain. Yet, the small black tiger's eyes were filled with a tenacious persistence and indifference, biting with his newly grown small fangs, he slammed into the tree without pause.
From him, one could see a kind of persistence, a kind of determination. A resolve to not give up until he achieved his goal.
"Ninety-seven…"
"Ninety-eight…"
"Ninety-nine…"
"One hundred…"
Di Shitian persisted in completing the required number of impacts, but he did not stop. Instead, he turned around, his pitch-black tiger tail held high, and began to lash at the tree trunk again. A newborn tiger's body could not be that strong; when his tail struck the tree trunk, it was his own tail that was injured first, not the ancient tree. Waves of sharp pain continuously appeared in his body, but the act of lashing the tree trunk did not stop. Again and again, he gritted his teeth and persisted, with his tenacious Will. Persist, persist, and persist again—
Until he had lashed one hundred times.
"Hoo!!"
Only then did Di Shitian heavily exhale the Qi held in his chest, collapsing onto the ground, sweating and exhausted.
That's right, this black tiger was Di Shitian. In his previous life as a human, he understood the Law of the jungle better than anyone. Although he was a tiger, the King of Beasts, in this jungle, even if you were born the King of Beasts, if you didn't possess the necessary strength, you would one day be hunted and devoured by other, more powerful beasts.
There was nothing wrong with becoming a tiger, and Di Shitian was not the type of person who would only moan and complain. Ever since accepting this fact, he had consciously begun to strengthen himself.
Based on some rudimentary understanding of animals from his previous life.
Typically, a tiger's nursing period lasts from three to six months. After three months of nursing, Di Shitian did not continue to stay in the cave like his two younger siblings. Instead, he consciously began to exercise his body. He did not understand any Cultivation Technique, so the only thing he could think of was to start with the tiger's most fundamental physical body.
Constantly hitting trees was to temper the flesh and blood in his body, to make every inch of his body stronger, more resilient and powerful. Continuously lashing his tail was because the tail was inherently a tiger's major Sharp Weapon.
"Strong, I want to become even stronger."
Di Shitian's eyes were filled with a firm persistence; the belief in becoming stronger had taken root in his heart. Why did he die in his previous life? Firstly, he placed his hopes on kinship and lost his due vigilance, and was further misled by false affection. Secondly, with the support of his Family and his own clever mind, he could be invincible in the business world. But what good was a Genius? A tiny bullet ended his life.
In this life, ever since Di Shitian accepted the fact of his Rebirth, he had made a firm resolve in his heart.
This life—
He absolutely could not rely on others. Only by being strong himself was true strength; only by strengthening himself would he have a chance to survive in this perilous jungle. The belief in becoming stronger was more intense than ever before.
After resting for a while, Di Shitian struggled to his feet and, step by step, walked into the cave.
Upon entering the cave, he was greeted by White Tiger Mama's gentle gaze. This gaze made his heart tremble. He slowly walked under White Tiger Mama and began to drink her milk. As the milk entered his stomach, a warm sensation spread throughout his body, making him feel so comfortable he wanted to purr.
For some reason, Di Shitian always felt that the light in White Tiger Mama's eyes seemed to possess a human-like quality. No, it should be said that it possessed a unique spirituality. He would lie beside White Tiger Mama and always feel very comfortable and safe, unconsciously letting down all his guard and falling into a deep sleep without any burden... This life continued, day after day, and without realizing it, another three months had passed.
During these six months, Di Shitian continued to temper his body daily by hitting nearby trees. When his teeth grew, he used them to bite the trees, sharpening his fangs. When his claws grew, he used them to continuously scratch the trees, seizing every moment to desperately train his abilities.
Now, his body had grown to half a person's height, over a meter long, almost approaching the size of an adult tiger. His rapid growth was entirely the result of his continuous training.
"Hmm! With my current strength, I can try to go hunting tomorrow. I can't stay by White Tiger Mama's side forever."
After his training, Di Shitian raised his front paw and looked at his already quite sharp claws, a thoughtful expression in his eyes. Through this period of training, he already felt that he had basically acquired the ability to hunt and survive independently in the jungle. He secretly decided that he would go on his first hunt tomorrow.
Having made up his mind, Di Shitian quickly stood up. His four powerful legs began to run ceaselessly, moving at high speed. He did not immediately return to the cave, but instead ran towards a pool of water he had discovered not long ago.
The pool was not far from the cave and had always been a watering hole for various animals in the jungle. After only a short run, passing through the dense jungle, the view suddenly opened up.
Unlike the dense surroundings, before him lay a wide, small valley. The valley was very flat, and in its deepest part, a waterfall cascaded from the sky. The clear mountain water carried a hint of fragrance, and the rich mist gave off a cool sensation. Below the waterfall, under the impact of the flowing water, a not-so-small pool had formed.
By the edge of the pool, various animals were bowing their heads and drinking water.
"Awooo!!"
Di Shitian leaped into the valley and let out an earth-shattering roar to the sky. At this moment, his Tiger's Roar already carried a rich, kingly aura, and a captivating power emanated from his body without any concealment.
"Meeeh!!"
"Hiss!!"
Under the deterrence of the tiger's might, the animals that had been quietly drinking by the pool scattered in fright. In the blink of an eye, the once lively valley became utterly silent.
Looking at the scattering Beasts, Di Shitian's eyes showed no fluctuation. He didn't know when, but indifference had become the dominant color in his eyes. Moving his agile body, he came to the edge of the pool, lowered his head, and drank a few sips of water. Then, without warning, he leaped forward, jumping into the water, allowing the clear mountain water to wash away the fatigue in his body.
While swimming in the water, Di Shitian's mind was constantly pondering some questions. Questions that had existed in his heart for a long time.
Not long after his Rebirth here, he discovered that this world he was in seemed completely different from his original world. Just the air, compared to his previous world, was vastly different; it was incredibly fresh, without a trace of pollution.
The sky was bluer than ever before. The mountains and rivers also showed little sign of damage. Compared to the world of his former life, there were significant contrasts.
Perhaps, this was not his previous world, or perhaps it was possible that he had returned to ancient times.
Di Shitian secretly speculated in his heart, but unfortunately, without anything concrete to confirm all this, he still couldn't truly affirm his guess.
"Awooo!!"
Just then, suddenly, a colossal Tiger's Roar, capable of shattering the sky, surged upwards. The roar was filled with awe-inspiring tiger might and unparalleled dominance, but as it reached Di Shitian's ears, his eyes violently constricted. In the sound, he heard a kind of anger, a tragic aura.
"Not good." Di Shitian's heart trembled, and a powerful force erupted from his body. He leaped violently, scrambling out of the water onto the bank. He recognized this Tiger's Roar; it was White Tiger Mama's roar.
One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers; this is an ancient proverb. With Baihu's Family here, there were no other tigers within a hundred-mile radius.
Judging by the aura emanating from the sound, it seemed something had happened in the cave.
They had lived together for half a year. Although he had never said anything, White Tiger Mama's meticulous maternal love prevented him from feeling any resistance. Subtly, his heart had already accepted his identity, accepted Baihu as his Mama, and accepted his two younger siblings. He also considered himself a member of this Family.
Feeling that something had happened at home, Di Shitian's usually indifferent heart for the first time felt a sense of urgency. He used all his strength, desperately running towards the direction of the cave—
"Why? Why would White Tiger Mama make such a sound? In this jungle, is there anyone who can defeat Mama? What exactly happened?"
He ran all the way, his mind racing. He was very clear about White Tiger Mama's strength; the title of King of Beasts was absolutely without any discount. In this forest, she was an undisputed ruler.
Faster! Faster! Even faster!!
Di Shitian continuously yelled in his heart, his body swiftly darting like lightning through the trees and vegetation.
"Swish!!—"
However, just as he was about to approach the cave, his body suddenly paused, trembling violently. He pressed himself tightly into a dense patch of weeds, his eyes looking up at the sky in anguish.
In the air—
There were two people standing.
One was a young man dressed in brocade, stepping on a crimson Flying Sword. The other was a woman in palace attire, with unparalleled beauty and a cold expression, also stepping on an ice-crystal-colored Flying Sword. At the same time, she held a net in her hand—a pitch-black net.
Caught in the net were one large and two small tigers, three in total. In the net, White Tiger Mama seemed to know the impending doom, desperately using her body to shield the two cubs beneath her. Her body struggled continuously, biting with her teeth and clawing with her paws, trying to tear apart the net before her. But she didn't know what this net was made of. The King of Beasts' Sharp Weapon had no effect on it whatsoever; she couldn't damage it in the slightest.
"Awooo!!"
Baihu let out roars filled with anger and sorrow. Hearing them, one couldn't help but feel compassion.
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