Three-Tailed

The temptation of a mutated beast could not sway Fang Yuan since he had determined his own path.

He walked along the river, found a few suitable places, and started his fishing plan.

"Although sea beasts would be better, there really aren't any suitable conditions here, so I have to make do with water beasts!"

Fang Yuan stayed by the riverside, fished sawtooth fish, and absorbed their bloodline and spirit essences.

Of course, such actions had occasional dangers.

For example, the bloody smell of the sawtooth fish had attracted the mutated beast 'eight-legged crocodile', the overlord in shallow waters, scaring Fang Yuan into fleeing.

Some stronger water beasts forced Fang Yuan to do everything possible before finally relying on Splashing Wind to kill it.

Finally, that night.

The moon hung brightly overhead.

Fang Yuan was sitting cross-legged in a cave, with his totem looming behind him.