Chapter 391
Taming and training a holy beast was in fact a rather long process . . .
It was like a mini simulation game, the first part of which was similar to a romance game Wang Ling had found to be popular among the girls in school . The girls jokingly called the game "Keeping Men"; one wrong move would lead to a tragic ending . . . For Wang Ling, it was far easier to raise a holy beast at the level of a loyal dog than for the girls in class to keep four men in their phones!
July 8th was the eleventh Saturday of the semester .
That morning, a silver-haired young man showed up in front of the Wang family's small villa; he was in a white shirt and a matching pair of skintight jeans with holes in them . Because of the outfit Grenade-throwing Senior Immortal had given him the last time, Little Silver had gone to the mall himself to buy a similar set .
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had initially wanted to come with him, but after the Demon Hunters Association had been exposed, the dramatic increase in the number of new posts on the cultivation forum overnight had directly overloaded the system and in the end crashed the server . At the moment, he was sorting out the data and doing server maintenance .
Little Silver remembered that before he had left, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had released an official apology: We apologize; the server has crashed due to technical issues . Right now, our technicians are doing everything they can to resolve the problem . Once maintenance is complete, friends whose posts have disappeared will receive a head of broccoli as compensation . Thank you for your cooperation!
. . .
"This should be it, right?"
Little Silver glanced at the location Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had sent him .
The Wang family's small villa was actually in quite a remote location and hard to find; Little Silver had had to take quite a winding route in particular to get here .
But once he reached the entrance, his expression became much more serious .
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had always treated this villa as a holy place . Based on what he had said, there were some seniors living in seclusion here who had strength even more terrifying than Ling Zhenren's!
At that moment, Little Silver stood nervously in front of the main door with his heart pounding .
His face was very white; on one hand, it was because of fright, and on the other, he had given up two thousand milliliters of blood last night, which left him feeling a little weak .
Seniors more terrifying than Master . . .
What on earth kind of existence was that?
It was completely unimaginable to him .
All of a sudden, a deep sense of powerlessness overwhelmed Little Silver . He recalled how in his youth he had directly charged into sects with ten thousand members seven times over . . . But now, he had to summon up all of his courage just to even ring the bell . . .
The world really had changed!
Why were there so many monsters among the race of human cultivators?!
While he was hesitating, the villa door suddenly opened, and a woman bent down to place a plate of leftovers next to the door .
Although the villa's surroundings were a little remote and desolate, there were stray cats around, and Mother Wang would always feed them leftovers .
Just as she opened the door, Mother Wang saw a silver-haired youngster with a face as white as a foreigner's standing there .
She stared at Little Silver, startled . "This white-faced girl, who are you looking for?"
Little Silver: " . . . "
Then, she carefully looked Little Silver up and down before she smiled knowingly . "Are you looking for Ling Ling?"
Little Silver nodded . "Yes . . . "
To be honest, it wasn't like Little Silver didn't understand why Mother Wang had mistaken his gender . The human form he cultivated had always been more neutral-looking; along with his long silver hair, it was very easy for people to misunderstand .
While he was wondering whether to explain or not, Mother Wang suddenly stepped forward to pull on his hand . "Young lady, you don't have to say anything! Auntie understands!"
Little Silver: " . . . "
Then, she directly pulled him inside with a radiant smile on her face .
Just like this, he had actually entered what Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal viewed as a holy place?
When Mother Wang pulled him inside, Little Silver felt a little muddled, as he had completely never expected the seniors in this villa to be so easygoing .
But why was the fluctuation of spirit energy from this senior so weak?
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