The Daily Life of the Immortal King - Chapter 372

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Wang Ling naturally had his own reasons for needing so much holy beast blood . In a sense, Loopy Toad's narcolepsy had a lot to do with it cultivating the revised version of the "Demon King Heart Sutra . " Although Wang Ling didn't know whether to call this a side effect, this kind of narcolepsy wasn't a good thing .

That was because once Loopy Toad slept, it slept like the dead, and would be completely unconscious for a while .

According to written accounts from ancient times, the blood of a holy beast had a miraculous effect on this type of condition . As long as Loopy Toad was immersed in this blood, this unique type of narcolepsy could be alleviated .

But Wang Ling was the slightest bit unhappy . . .

. . . Because this holy beast blood had cost him twenty packets of crispy noodle snacks; this was truly a great loss!

Wang Ling was initially going to review his classwork while Loopy Toad slept, but he suddenly heard Father Wang calling him from the first floor .

When he went downstairs, he found Mother Wang actually slumped over the table asleep, and Father Wang was taking off her apron .

Mother Wang had been out and about on her feet the whole of today, and along with the old man, had prepared a full table of dishes in the evening, which had taken a lot out of her . After very carefully removing Mother Wang's apron, Father Wang lifted her in a princess carry and then turned to Wang Ling and whispered, "Send us upstairs . . . "

Wang Ling nodded his head, then put his hand on Father Wang's shoulder and sent them straight to their bedroom on the third floor .

A human elevator . . . was really awesome .

On the side, the old man couldn't help exclaiming, "This ability is really very useful . "

Grandpa, aren't you tired?

Wang Ling cocked his head and looked at the old man as he asked the question telepathically .

"I'm fine . It's mainly your mother who was exhausted today . She bought so many groceries and had to put them in the cart by herself; when all is said and done, I'm already old . . . "

The old man sighed . "When I worked at Kikkaro Restaurant back then, I did everything myself, from selecting the ingredients, loading and unloading them, to carrying them into the kitchen in the back to be cooked . Now, I can't do all this on my own anymore . "

As he said this, the old man's eyes were fixed on the TV screen, and Wang Ling saw a male news anchor say in the standard broadcast voice, "Chasing Breasts Day and Night . . . is about to start!"

So it turned out that the old man was watching Chasing Breasts Day and Night!

This was a TV drama that had been popular recently, and was about twin brothers who were looking for their mother . Their mother had left when they were very young, so their impression of her was very limited; they only vaguely remembered seeing a plum blossom mark on her breast while they were nursing . One day, after obtaining clues on their mother in a particular city, they quickly started looking for her day and night: one person would act during the day, and the other at night, and the drama was about the various methods they used in their search for their mother . Later, after they found her, the two brothers worked together to write a guide for single dogs called 100 Ways to Undress . . .

The old man had been waiting in front of the TV for a long time, and he couldn't help saying, "TV stations nowadays aren't on time with their broadcasts at all . They especially like to repeat their ads; they can air one three times in a row . "



Immediately after he said this, the TV aired yet another ad, and the old man clicked his tongue . "The Society of Saints again . . . I've watched this ad at least thirty times on TV recently . "

Society of Saints?

The name sounded familiar to Wang Ling; he seemed to have heard it mentioned a lot recently on his way home from school .

There were also ads for this Society of Saints along the road .

Wang Ling briefly watched the introduction to this society in the TV ad: a member of the Society of Saints was competing in a tug-of-war with a group of Grade Three Foundation Establishment students . No matter how hard these students pulled, the Society of Saints member was as firm as a rock and didn't budge an inch . Then, with a light yank, this member scored an easy victory .

At the end, the ad directly announced this member's profile .

His name was Chu Yuanhao, a freshman from Building Materials High School .

Age: 16

Stage: Peak late Foundation Establishment stage



Wang Ling's gaze turned sharp at this information . A freshman at the peak late Foundation Establishment stage actually won in a tug-of-war against ten high school students at the same level?

Wang Ling didn't think this was a fake ad since the crackdown on false TV advertising was now very severe . Furthermore, after the Shuigou Sect incident, there wouldn't be any organizations audacious enough to commit fraud – that would just be courting death .

And generally speaking, any institutions that could advertise on TV were mostly light forces that had been sanctioned by the state .

After watching the ad, Wang Ling thought at first that this Society of Saints was a private education institute .

But the string of white characters at the end of the ad completely changed his mind .

It said in white — Society of Saints is officially open! We welcome talented people from schools all across the nation!

That was to say, this Society of Saints was not a private education institute, but a national-level talent agency looking to attract capable and accomplished people from various schools to groom in particular . The spokesperson in the ad, Chu Yuanhao, was incomparably strong, and obviously met the Society of Saints' standard for eligibility .

According to the general standard in the modern cultivation system, a peak late Foundation Establishment cultivator would usually have a maximum strength of roughly two thousand jin, but Wang Ling had always thought that there were still people in the world who were endowed with talent beyond the ordinary .

This Society of Saints ad had indeed confirmed Wang Ling's way of thinking: there really were other people in the world with marvelous powers .

. . .



It was July 5th and the tenth Wednesday of the semester .

That morning, Grade One, Class Three had finally recovered its previous liveliness . Super Chen, Dopey Guo, Little Peanut and the others had returned to school . Although their spirits were still sealed at the moment and they couldn't used spirit energy, Teacher Pan had felt that their studies couldn't be delayed any longer .

Hence, she had taken pains to call their parents one by one and mobilize them with regard to the midterm exams . It was thus thanks to her that all the students of Grade One, Class Three were present today . The students from other classes whose spirit energy had been sealed were still at home resting and would only return to school the following week . . .

After about ten minutes, Teacher Pan entered the classroom . When she saw that everyone was present today, she nodded with great satisfaction .

She stood on the dais, smiling innocently . "Wow! Why do I find every student in my class today so cute?!"

" . . . "

"Some of you are recovering, but you actually came to school yourself for the sake of learning – as your teacher, I'm very touched!"

" . . . "

It would have been better if she hadn't said it – Wang Ling could already feel the class brimming with resentment .

Teacher Pan looked around and smiled, then took out a pile of test papers from who knew where . "Since my cute students like studying so much, how about we do two review papers first?"

" . . . "This is a pun on the title of the Chinese TV drama 白夜追凶, which translates to 'Chasing Violence Day and Night . ' The Chinese word 'xiong' is a homonym for both 'violence' and 'breast . '