My Disciples Are All Worthy of Immortality

Lu Xuan's reaction was naturally swift. With a thought, a gentle surge of spiritual power emanated from him, allowing him to catch the falling figure.

Following the figure, a mass of black mist, half a person tall with bared fangs and claws, exuding a fierce aura, pounced towards them.

Lu Xuan lifted his hand, instantly weaving a large net of spiritual power that ensnared the black mist.

As the net tightened, Lu Xuan grasped and squeezed, dissipating the black mist and revealing the true form of the creature inside, which squeaked chaotically.

It was a large black rat.

Lu Xuan held the spiritual power net, a look of surprise on his face:

"A beast at the peak of the Qi Refining Stage?"

The rat's fur was glossy, and it was as big as a small pig, struggling within the net.

Peak-level Qi Refining beasts were not uncommon, but Lu Xuan was surprised to see such a creature in Sancai City.