Now, what he needed to do was snatch the Winged Tiger cub into his hands before Baibai's transformation state ended.
After sprinting forward for a while, Zhou Chun's Divine Sense stirred, and he had already spotted the Golden Sword Tiger.
At this point, the state of the Golden Sword Tiger was quite dreadful.
Although the wound on its head inflicted by Zhou Chun the day before had stopped bleeding, a ferocious new wound had appeared on its right front leg, likely cleaved by Qian Wenlong's golden Battle Axe.
And these two wounds caused it to bleed profusely, injuring its muscles and bones.
Now, facing Zhou Chun who was coming to kill it, although it still tried to stand and roar at Zhou Chun, the weakness of an ailing tiger was unmistakable, and impossible to conceal.
Zhou Chun did not bother with small talk and immediately initiated an attack with "Flying Dragon Snatch."
Even in its prime the day before, facing the "Flying Dragon Snatch," the Golden Sword Tiger could barely resist.
But now, weakened, it could only struggle a few moves against Zhou Chun before a claw struck its wounded leg, nearly severing the limb completely.
Once that leg could no longer support it, how much fighting strength could a three-legged tiger possibly have?
In less than two hundred breaths, the Golden Sword Tiger lay in a pool of blood.
Zhou Chun did not kill it, though.
Even though the body of a second-grade mid-tier Demon Beast could be worth a lot of money, Zhou Chun was not that short on cash.
He still had a conscience.
Since he planned to take away the tiger cub born from the Golden Sword Tiger and the Winged Tiger as a Spirit Pet, he would not harm them.
After downing the Golden Sword Tiger, Zhou Chun rushed into their newly established Tiger Den.
Inside a newly excavated cave, two fluffy tiger cubs were sound asleep, completely unaffected by the tumultuous noise outside.
To Zhou Chun's surprise, one of the cubs was a Winged Tiger and the other was a Golden Sword Tiger, each perfectly inheriting their parents' bloodline.
"This is even better. I'll take one cub and leave one behind as a keepsake for you!"
He nodded gently and immediately went forward to pick up both cubs by the scruff of their necks.
The two cubs, startled awake in Zhou Chun's grasp, immediately began to cry out.
With their fates grasped by the scruff, they dared not struggle too much.
And Zhou Chun quickly emerged from the Tiger Den, cubs in hand.
Outside the Tiger Den, seeing Zhou Chun carrying out her children, the Golden Sword Tiger in the blood pool instantly shed tears and let out a wailing sound, her gaze towards him filled with pleading, as if begging him not to harm the two cubs.
"Rest assured, I won't harm them," Zhou Chun said indifferently, not caring whether the Golden Sword Tiger understood or not, and continued carrying the cubs towards the Winged Tiger.
At this moment, the Winged Tiger was also battling the Thunder Flood Dragon Baibai near the Tiger Den.
When it saw Zhou Chun emerge with the cubs, the Winged Tiger immediately roared furiously at him.
But Zhou Chun ordered the Thunder Flood Dragon Baibai to halt its attack temporarily, then forcibly threw the cub of the Golden Sword Tiger he held in his right hand.
The cub, flailing weightlessly in mid-air, cried out in panic but was quickly caught by its rapidly approaching mother, the Winged Tiger.
Zhou Chun then said in a grave tone to the Winged Tiger, "I spare your lives, but I'm taking one of your cubs."
Having said that, he turned away, holding the Winged Tiger cub, and left.
Meanwhile, the Thunder Flood Dragon Baibai surrounded itself with Dharma Spheres of lightning, fluttering behind Zhou Chun to cover his retreat.
Seeing this, the Winged Tiger immediately thought of chasing after him.
But as it made a move, a silver lightning bolt struck right in front of it.
The Thunder Flood Dragon Baibai's cold gaze fixed on her and the cub in her mouth.
The Winged Tiger quickly understood the message.
If it continued to chase, it was likely that not only would it fail to save the cub Zhou Chun had taken but the cub in its maw would also perish.
So painfully unwilling, it had no choice but to land on the ground, set down the cub in its mouth, and let out a roar full of grief and indignation towards the direction Zhou Chun had left.
The little tiger cub in Zhou Chun's arms seemed to sense something, frantically extending its claws and crying out in his embrace.
However, as Zhou Chun flew further away and the roars of the Winged Tiger faded, it gradually stopped struggling as if it had accepted its fate.
After flying for dozens of miles, Zhou Chun put the weakened Silver Lightning Python Baibai into the Spirit Beast Pouch and then, holding the little tiger cub, found a quiet spot to stay.
The little tiger cub hadn't fully opened its eyes yet and had not formed any independent consciousness, making it the best time for a contract.
Zhou Chun stopped in a mountain forest for two days, during which he nursed the little tiger cub with honey collected from the mountains mixed with other beast milk, quickly getting the cub accustomed to his scent and no longer resistant to him.
Then he laid out the "Soul Controlling Blood Array" and smoothly established a contract relationship with the little tiger cub.
With the connection of their minds, the little tiger cub grew even more dependent on Zhou Chun.
And Zhou Chun, like caring for a child, made a swaddling band from Beast Skin and either held or carried the cub with him, never leaving his side.
After another two days passed, Zhou Chun finally returned alone to the Golden Dragon Branch Altar.
By this time, five or six days had passed since he and Qian Wenlong went out on their mission, more than doubling the initially estimated two to three days.