How did this little beastman come to this place alone from the Secret realm of the Yuan Sect? Yang Mu wondered in his heart.
He placed the eagle aside on a nearby tree trunk, then leaped down from the tree, holding Wang Cai in his arms, and leaped back up.
When Wang Cai in his arms saw the eagle on a tree branch, a streak of light crossed its jet-black eyes. For now, Yang Mu set aside the matter of Wang Cai, placing it on his lap. Yang Mu then brought the eagle closer, took out a pill from his storage ring, and tried to insert it into the eagle’s beak.
Perhaps it was the actions of Shang Jie before that left an indelible shadow on this eagle. Initially, the eagle was motionless and allowed Yang Mu to hold it. But now, it suddenly started to thrash about. Unfortunately, even in its struggle, the eagle had very little strength left, and after a few attempts, it gave up.
It returned to its previous lifeless state, as if its spirit had been extinguished. Yang Mu felt very helpless. All he wanted was to insert a pill into the eagle’s beak to help it, but the eagle’s reaction was as if he were trying to harm it. However, Yang Mu also understood the eagle’s pain.
He gently touched its head and, in a rare soft voice, said, “Good boy, the pill I’m giving you won’t harm you. If I wanted to harm you, I wouldn’t have risked my life to rescue you from Shang Jie.”
It seemed that Wang Cai in his arms was trying to verify the truth of what Yang Mu said. It sniffed the pill in Yang Mu’s hand with its damp little nose and then let out a low growl toward the eagle, as if having a conversation with it.
The eagle seemed to genuinely understand what Wang Cai was saying. After a moment of hesitation, it opened its beak and swallowed the pill that Yang Mu held in his hand.
The medicine quickly began to take effect, and the eagle slightly regained some spirit, no longer as languid as before. However, even though Yang Mu fed it a helpful pill, there was still a faint sense of resentment and wariness in the eagle’s eyes as it looked at him.
Yang Mu didn’t mind. He said to the eagle, “I’ll inconvenience you for a while. Stay in my Beast Control Bag for some time to prevent Shang Jie from discovering your presence.” With that, he casually placed the eagle back into the Beast Control Bag.
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Yang Mu quickly held onto Wang Cai’s small body. He couldn’t believe it wanted to leave without making a sound, just like before. He pointed angrily at Wang Cai’s little nose and said, “Don’t wander around. This place is even more dangerous than the Yuan Sect’s Secret realm. What if someone catches you?” Wang Cai still paid no attention to Yang Mu and still wanted to jump down from the tree.
Yang Mu was at a loss. He gently tapped Wang Cai’s little bottom, signaling it to behave.
Wang Cai became motionless and stunned.
It did not expect Yang Mu to spank his little bottom. Wang Cai turned its head away, felt a little embarrassed and then bit Yang Mu’s finger. “Ah!” Yang Mu.
When he let go of Wang Cai. His hand now has small holes where blood drips continuously.
Yang Mu, “…”
‘Why is this bear-dog so disobedient?’ He thought. He suddenly remembered and wondered how this little dog ended up here. Was he caught by a Yuan Sect’s disciple who is participating in this competition and has escaped?
The more Yang Mu thought about it, the more likely it was, and he couldn’t help but feel a little worried in his heart. Wang Cai was still so young, he wouldn’t have already hyped up, right?
Thinking of this, Yang Mu lifted up the snow-white Wang Cai, his eyes looking down at it. Anyway, the genders were all the same, so he had nothing to be afraid of.
The color is still pink and tender, but the size seems to be slightly bigger than before. While Yang Mu was giving Wang Cai a score in his heart, the Wang Cai in his hand was already annoyed.
In its dark eyes, there seemed to be fire flickering. Wang Cai clenched his teeth fiercely, this was the second time! What exactly did he want? Looking at him there for many times? Could it be that he wanted to ripen him and then take his Jingye?
Thinking of this, Wang Cai shook his head again. No, if Yang Mu really craved some Jingye, he wouldn’t go to save that eagle.
I’m afraid… Yang Mu wants to fatten it up before killing it.
Wang Cai suddenly had a new idea in his mind, squinted his eyes, and decided to give Yang Mu a punishment. Although this punishment is somewhat embarrassing…
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Yang Mu was already ready to put Wang Cai down, but he didn’t expect that just as he was about to make a move, a column of water suddenly erupted towards him, just like a machine gun, and shot himself in the face – a urine.
“……”Taking a few deep breaths, Yang Mu tried his best to suppress his anger. This wasn’t the first time, the first time this Wang Cai saw himself and paste his face full of saliva. The second time, it actually peed towards himself?
A filial son comes out from under the stick, and a loyal dog comes out from under the slap.
In a fit of anger, Yang Mu grabbed Wang Cai’s buttocks and gently slapped it with one slap after another.
Wang Cai’s eyes were full of humiliation, and he couldn’t wait to eat Yang Mu alive, but now his little body was subdued by Yang Mu, and he couldn’t move at all.
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After giving Wang Cai a small punishment, Yang Mu felt much better. Holding Wang Cai, who had a gloomy expression on his face, Yang Mu jumped down from the tree and strolled through the forest, hoping to find a few disciples and take their jade tokens.
To his surprise, as he hadn’t walked for long, he encountered a man in sky-blue attire coming from the opposite direction.
Yes, this man was Shang Jie.
His beastman had been robbed, and Shang Jie’s face was filled with anger. However, he couldn’t find the person responsible, and the most infuriating part was that he didn’t even know what the person looked like. In this vast forest, it seemed unlikely he would ever recover his beastman.
Thinking of this result cast a shadow over his mood.
He saw a person approaching from a distance, seemingly carrying a beast. When Shang Jie focused his gaze, he realized it was the elder from the previously feeble Yuan sect. He breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the beast in the person’s hands and their clearly lower cultivation level, he squinted his eyes and concealed his own presence.
Well, he lost a beast, and now someone was delivering one, seemingly a lively and spirited one at that. Shang Jie smirked. Losing that eagle wasn’t such a big deal. After all, it was on the verge of death, and it was time to replace it with a new beastman.
Bro you think, I really hope Yang Mu doesn’t fumble this one, or he’ll be losing a companion and a disciple.
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Haha not him trying to mess with Yang Mu
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