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Divine Beast Creator

Chapter 1838 - 1839: Decision

Author: Salted fish on a fishing rod
updatedAt: 2026-01-14

CHAPTER 1838: CHAPTER 1839: DECISION

"Taking action with Xiao Ji and the others isn’t really a problem for me. After all, that place doesn’t pose much of a threat to me. The only trouble is, if we encounter a space conversion, I might lose contact with you guys."

Feng Yuan shrugged as he expressed his concerns. As for Captain Yang and the others going to scout the way? Better forget about that. If they got lost in this space, it would be a hassle to find them—way too troublesome indeed.

Captain Yang had guessed Feng Yuan’s concerns. However, having Feng Yuan take the lead in this kind of situation seemed inappropriate. Yet, insisting on taking action themselves didn’t seem right either. Although their goal was to protect all the people, senseless sacrifices were not praised.

At the very least, they didn’t have the ability to find a way out of the abnormal space. Once lost in this bizarre space, they might end up being the ones needing rescue.

This stifling feeling made Captain Yang quite uncomfortable.

"If Liu An’an wasn’t mistaken, our destination should be the Tashimar Fantasy Circus."

At this moment, Yang Hongzhi walked over. He spoke up as he glanced at Najia on his shoulder. Though Yang Hongzhi was not great at comforting children, Najia was different. For some unknown reason, Najia had an inexplicable affinity with children.

It was by leveraging this unique ability that Najia managed to glean information from Liu An’an that she had overlooked herself.

After all, she’s just a child. There are many things they don’t realize are important. Through careful inquiry and recollection of details, they roughly deduced that everything originated from the Tashimar Fantasy Circus.

However, how to get to the Tashimar Fantasy Circus remained unclear. Though they could let the school area controlled by Tamur float in this abnormal space and gamble on luck, the survival of other schools’ teachers and students in this space was quite a problem.

Academies might fare better, as their teachers were mostly Legendary Beastmasters and experienced in the wild, capable of supplementing the academy’s food supply with their beasts and spirit beasts. Universities were quite similar; after all, surviving in the wild was their forte.

But apart from these two types of schools, high schools, which only need to teach senior students who have just become Beastmasters, generally had average skills among beast instructors and lacked outdoor survival experience.

Middle schools need not even be mentioned; they don’t even have beast taming courses. Solely relying on the teachers’ own beasts, there’s no telling how long they can last.

Thus, for them, time was the most precious thing at the moment. The sooner they resolved this trouble, the more effectively they could reduce accidental injuries and casualties from this incident.

This left them unable to keep gambling and hoping to chance upon the Tashimar Fantasy Circus.

Outside, Xilnais and the Erosion Rupture Barrier descended into the real world. They gazed at the piece of abnormal space invisible to the human eye but made no sound. At this time, the abnormal space was in a state of dynamic balance, showing signs of gradual collapse, yet overall, it remained stable.

Before the space accelerated its collapse, they did not intend to intervene. Doing so would disrupt the fragile dynamic balance, a consequence likely unacceptable to others.

Xilnais and Eclipse occupied the high sky, surrounded by the deathly clouds. Such a massive phenomenon was naturally noticed by humans. However, the Divine Beasts that maintained a good relationship with humans warned them not to approach these two Yin World Guardian Gods lightly.

At Maomu Academy, teachers and students had begun hoarding food. Although Spirit Beasts could accelerate crop growth, it was limited. After all, using this acceleration ability had a certain cost for Spirit Beasts except for Divine Beasts.

At Maomu Academy, since most of the teachers’ Spirit Beasts were of Legendary Level or close to it, they could produce plenty of resources while growing crops. As for Maomu University, they were no worse than Maomu Academy’s students and teachers. In contrast, Mao Mu Second Middle School was struggling, considering their students faced the final exams of the Beast Taming Academy at the senior level.

Since there’s only one year, the Beast Taming Academy exams wouldn’t test much on outdoor survival skills, nor on plant growth acceleration abilities. Thus, even if their beasts had those capabilities, they wouldn’t be proficient due to lack of training.

Moreover, plant-growing Spirit Beasts generally weren’t very powerful, leading to very few freshmen having such types of beasts.

Fortunately, Tamur linked several schools together, preventing Mao Mu Second Middle School from falling into a food crisis. However, even so, everyone could guess the situation other middle schools might be in.

Time won’t wait. After lunch, Feng Yuan finally decided to take Xiao Ji and Veronia with him to take action, while Tamur and Agunas guarded Maomu Academy. If any emergency arose, they would rely on them to protect the sheltered schools.

"This time, I’ll go with you."

Just as Feng Yuan was about to descend from the academy, Yang Hongzhi came over and solemnly said to Feng Yuan. Glancing at Najia on his shoulder, Feng Yuan nodded and said

"Alright, but be careful. If lost in this space, finding people will be very troublesome."

No matter what, Najia was a Divine Beast Level Divine Beast. Even if the space collapsed, protecting Yang Hongzhi was not difficult. Of course, this was only for Yang Hongzhi himself. If the range expanded, Feng Yuan did not think Najia’s power was infinite.

The issue of Authority made Najia’s power in spatial turbulence far inferior to that of a Divine Beast with spatial authority, but protecting Yang Hongzhi and his beasts was no problem.

Without saying much, Feng Yuan patted Xiao Ji’s back to signal it to follow, then led the jump from the floating Maomu Academy. Watching the dozen-meter-high drop, Yang Hongzhi awkwardly remarked

"Seems like... Xiao Hui and the others don’t have that ability yet..."

Najia chuckled softly and hummed a gentle tune. A mysterious force supported Yang Hongzhi, enabling him to catch up with Feng Yuan.

Seeing them leave, Captain Yang sighed. Clearly, this task should have been their responsibility, yet it ultimately fell to Feng Yuan and Yang Hongzhi.

"Speaking of which, it seems there isn’t just you as a Divine Pact Maker. Wu Feng might also have been caught up in this. I wonder if the Vermilion Bird came along too."

Standing on the dirt path, Feng Yuan recalled something and smiled at Yang Hongzhi. Unlike Yang Hongzhi, regular Divine Pact Makers could only summon Divine Beasts for help, and most of the time, those beasts weren’t with them.

So even Feng Yuan couldn’t be sure how many Divine Beasts were dragged into this abnormal space.

"We don’t know how this space determines whom to pull in, really. After all, Najia wasn’t even in direct contact with me when it happened, or rather, our entire academy was transferred together. If the Vermilion Bird was near Wu Feng at that time, it might have come along?"

Yang Hongzhi thought about it, unsure of the current situation with the Vermilion Bird. Everyone knew Wu Feng and the Vermilion Bird had a good relationship, with it often visiting him. However, whether it happened to be right beside Wu Feng at that moment was unknown.

Additionally, only Maomu Academy was prepared. Many teachers and students from other schools, Second Middle School, and Maomu University were outside when pulled into the abnormal space, meaning they weren’t sure if Wu Feng was at school then.

"Seems like, anyway, since we might not run into them, let’s first figure out which way to go."

Looking behind and then ahead, Feng Yuan scratched his head. Determining the direction isn’t easy in this path, let alone figuring out how to reach the Tashimar Fantasy Circus.

"Splitting up is definitely out of the question; doing so is meaningless. Why not toss a coin?"

Feng Yuan said to Yang Hongzhi while casually pulling out a coin. At that moment, Veronia mentioned

"That reminds me, see the Thistle Bush Grass by the roadside? According to Tashimar Fantasy Circus’s original setting, its branches point steadily to a lost trail’s endpoint."

"It’s worth a try."

Upon hearing Veronia’s suggestion, Feng Yuan considered and nodded.

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