Of course, not exactly—the creature’s tail is much like a snake’s, and it has an extra pair of wings compared to a cow.

As for why it’s called 鯥鱼, it’s said that this creature is an amphibious species, able to survive in water or the sea, and its combat ability in water is even stronger than on land.

As for the wings, that doesn’t mean 鯥鱼 can fly—they’re more like chicken wings, good for a few flaps, but flying is out of the question.

“鯥鱼 meat, when consumed, can expel toxins—a holy remedy for detoxification!”

“Dwells in the Dǐ Mountain Realm, a domain of many hills and waterways. 鯥鱼 hibernate in winter and awaken in summer. If you enter the Dǐ Mountain Realm in summer, be extremely cautious—the danger level is very high!”

“In the Battlefield of the Heavens, their stance is neutral. Do not kill them without cause…”

Ethan Sutton skimmed through the information. In fact, he’d seen this material before. Of course, he hadn’t learned the 鯥鱼 language—the language of this species is very difficult, as it’s too obscure, and the Dǐ Mountain Realm isn’t dominated by the 鯥鱼 race.

That wasn’t what he was looking at anyway; he was mainly interested in the illustrations.

“鯥鱼…”

Ethan Sutton murmured, thinking of last night’s nightmare.

Was the thing chasing him last night… a 鯥鱼?

When he was younger, he didn’t think much about his dreams, but after having so many, and as he got older, he started trying to analyze them and look up information.

What exactly were those monsters chasing him in his dreams?

Do they really exist in the real world?

Over the years, others thought he was a genius, willing to put in the hard work to learn the languages of the myriad races—eighteen in total—his diligence making others sweat in shame.

But the truth was, Ethan Sutton only paid so much attention to the myriad races because of his dreams.

He’d spent years poring over all kinds of information, and to learn more, he put in a lot of effort to study the languages and scripts of various races.

“My dreams are too blurry. I can’t be sure if it was a 鯥鱼, but the monster in my dream did seem to have wings, and its call was much like a cow’s…”

Ethan Sutton muttered to himself, unable to be certain because the dream was so vague.

Still, over the years, he’d gradually found some information—sometimes he could match features of the monsters in his dreams to those of the myriad races.

By following this line of reasoning, Ethan Sutton felt he wasn’t wrong—the ones chasing him in his dreams were the myriad races!

It had been more than ten years, four or five thousand nights, and he’d dreamed of at least thousands of different monsters.

If they weren’t monsters from the myriad races, could there really be so many unknown creatures in the world?

“You all really give me too much credit—the myriad races chasing me in my dreams…”

Ethan Sutton smiled bitterly to himself. That’s giving me way too much face.

I’m just a nobody—do the myriad races really need to hunt me down in my dreams?

Very soon, Ethan Sutton gritted his teeth. I don’t even know you, I’ve never met you—do you really need to kill me?

Is tormenting an ordinary person like me really that much fun?

“But… why do I keep having these dreams?”

Ethan Sutton was still puzzled. If he’d met those races or had any contact with them, he could accept it.

But he’d never left Nanyuan City—at most, he’d seen some information about those races in books. So why did he have these connections to those monsters?

Having more or less identified the monster from last night’s dream, Ethan Sutton put the book back in its place.

Some things, he couldn’t dig deeper into right now.

Soon, Ethan Sutton left that bookshelf. This trip to the library wasn’t just to confirm the 鯥鱼 matter—he had other things to do.

A moment later, Ethan Sutton walked to another section—the Kaiyuan Section.

The books in this area were all about cultivation at the Kaiyuan Realm.

For humans, the beginning of cultivation starts with the main practice of “Kaiyuan Jue.”

Even though the nine apertures haven’t been opened and one can’t sense yuanqi, yuanqi is everywhere. You can absorb a trace of it to temper your body, gradually open the nine apertures, and thus step into the Qianjun Realm to cultivate the physical body.

The process of opening the nine apertures is rather long. Humans start practicing “Kaiyuan Jue” from a young age—it’s a gradual process, and also a process of survival of the fittest.

This is when geniuses can rise quickly.

Those with strong cultivation aptitude naturally progress faster than others.

Ethan Sutton was by no means an idiot when it came to cultivation—he’d read many of these books and knew that the Kaiyuan Realm was mainly about going with the flow; hard work alone wouldn’t let you break through quickly.

Still, today Ethan Sutton wanted to see if there were any ways to cultivate faster.

After searching through everything, Ethan Sutton still hadn’t found the book he wanted.

He frowned slightly. Could it be there’s nothing on this topic?

If so, then his hope of reaching the fourth level of Kaiyuan before the assessment wasn’t looking good.

“Ethan Sutton, what are you looking for?”

Just then, a short-haired girl who’d been reading nearby couldn’t help but ask.

She’d been here a long time, reading all along.

She knew Ethan Sutton too. Although they weren’t in the same class, the people who came to the library were always the same few, so after a while, you got to know each other.

Ethan Sutton gave an apologetic look—he’d disturbed her reading.

“I’m looking for some records about accelerating cultivation in the Kaiyuan Realm, but I haven’t found any.”

“Accelerating cultivation?”