Reborn As a Tiger: I Become Invincible by Relying on the Number of Offspring

23: Love and Journey on the Eve of the AltarThe wind on the night of the starfall swept through the mountains with biting cold, yet Di Tian felt no chill. His White Tiger partner’s warm body pressed tightly against him, her amber eyes reflecting his sharp-featured, dragon-human form: ”Must you really go?” Her sharp claws unconsciously hooked into the scales at his waist, and the tip of her tail gently wrapped around his wrist, ”The dangers of the Blood Moon Altar are so vague even the ’tai chu prophecy record’ doesn’t detail them...”

【Ding! The 954th Descendant has been born, Awakening the Golden Water Soft-Kill attribute! Gained dao cultivation × 200】

The System notification was cast to the back of Di Tian’s mind. He lowered his head and kissed away the dew condensed at the corner of her eye; the body heat brought by his Candle Dragon Bloodline dispelled the surrounding gloom: ”I promised you I would lead our tribe toward the light.” His fingertips brushed over the familiar markings behind her ears, where the temperature from when he licked her wounds during their first meeting still lingered, ”When I return this time, we will build a nest by the Spirit Lake and ignore the strife of the outside world.”

The White Tiger partner suddenly turned over, pinning him beneath her, her passionate kiss carrying an undeniable dominance. Moonlight filtered through the clouds, spilling onto her silver-glowing fur and reflecting the five-colored light circulating on his body. Her voice was hoarse and burning: ”Di Tian, if you dare to die out there, I will trample through the Netherworld Palace and drag your soul back...” Before she could finish, the Silver Moon Fox Consort’s cold voice arrived abruptly: ”The reconnaissance team has detected the Black-Robed Leader’s forces mobilizing; only three hours remain until the Seventh Altar is activated.”

The amorous atmosphere in the air instantly solidified. The White Tiger partner reluctantly rose, yet still gripped his claw tightly: ”I am going with you.” Di Tian was just about to retort, but she cut him off: ”Don’t use danger as an excuse. Do you think I’ve forgotten who used their body to block the fatal poison needles when we were surrounded by the Netherworld Scorpion swarm last time?”

When they led the tribe’s elites to the perimeter of the Seventh Altar, the Blood Moon had already climbed to the zenith. The altar stood in the center of a massive crater, surrounded by twelve towering stone pillars forming an array, each embedded with a luminous object similar to a Divine Artifact fragment. The Qingluan partner suddenly dove down, the gale from her wings bringing a familiar yet strange aura—at the top of the altar, the figure bound by chains was none other than the missing Qingluan partner! Her feathers were dull and lusterless, and a black mark on her neck was continuously draining her spiritual power.

【Warning! Detected ’Blood Moon Sacrifice Array’ activation, core sacrifice: Candle Dragon Bloodline subordinate】

【Ding! Third Divine Artifact fragment energy fluctuation detected, located at the center of the altar】

The Black-Robed Leader’s phantom appeared again, this time his spiritual body was as solid as reality: ”Candle Dragon, look who this is? One of your beloveds?” He raised his hand to tug the chains, and the Qingluan partner let out a painful cry, ”Want to save her? Bring the three fragments and step onto the altar alone. Otherwise, I will let her become nourishment for the Blood Moon right before your eyes.”

The White Tiger partner’s sharp claws sank deep into the ground, and the Silver Moon Fox Consort’s illusionary halo flickered at her fingertips; the entire tribe was waiting for Di Tian’s command. But at this moment, Di Tian looked at his beloved dying on the altar, his Candle Dragon Bloodline surging in his chest like an angry tide. He handed the two Divine Artifact fragments to the White Tiger partner and whispered: ”If I do not send a signal within three breaths, destroy the stone pillars on the altar’s perimeter immediately.”

”Di Tian!” The White Tiger partner’s roar was interrupted by his voice. His dragon-human form turned into a stream of light and dove straight for the altar. The instant the five elements panlong halberd tore through the blood-colored barrier, he clearly heard the Black-Robed Leader’s sinister laughter: ”Hooked! Activate the ’Dragon-Devouring Heaven-Imprisoning Array’!” Countless chains suddenly erupted from the ground, each engraved with anti-demon runes, while the third Divine Artifact fragment at the center of the altar radiated an eerie purple light.

【Current Panel】

dao cultivation Accumulated: 14,685 years

Strength Attribute: 12,000 kg

Current Cultivation: Golden Core Late Stage Peak (Dragon-Human Form)

Cultivation Techniques

- Five Elements Art (Perfection)

- Soul Devouring Art (Improved Version · Can purify evil power)

- Candle Dragon Nine Transformations (Awakening 4 Transformations)

Talent Skills

- Heaven Defying Dragon Roar

- Candle Dragon Insight

- Five Elements Ancestral Witch Body

- Candle Dragon Burns the Heavens

Passive Skills

- Beast Kings Blessing

- Elemental Resistance Enhancement

- Five Elements Spirit Devouring

Descendant Count: 954

Special Items

- five elements panlong halberd (Ancient Divine Artifact)

- candle dragon jade slip (Incomplete)

- xuanxiao sect secret jade slip

- Unknown Divine Artifact Fragment × 2

- netherworld hall bone staff (Awaiting purification)

- ’tai chu prophecy record’ Incomplete Manual

- netherworld moon token

- Netherworld Palace Secret Order (Incomplete)

- Netherworld Palace High-Level Cultivation Technique Incomplete Manual

- Black Jade Token

- Blood Moon Altar Clue Note

The moment the chains wrapped around Di Tian’s neck, he saw the Qingluan partner struggling to extend her wings toward him. ”Don’t be afraid, I’m here...” he whispered in his heart, his spiritual power erupting like a volcano, and the phantom of the five-colored divine dragon surged to a thousand zhang under the illumination of the Blood Moon, swearing to carve a path of survival for his beloved upon this altar.