Chapter 749: What Frog Daoist, is just a little frog himself

On the small, shabby boat.

Chen Xun and Black Bull remained utterly calm, their eyes leisurely watching the inexplicable attack of White Spirit, especially that smug frog, which they found increasingly annoying.

In just a fleeting moment.

The collision between the two sides was imminent. White Spirit had already opened its mouth wide, its gaze fierce, as if it intended to swallow Chen Xun and Black Bull whole. The frog on its back crossed its arms and let out a cold snort.

Buzz—

Suddenly, a terrifying Dao pattern appeared in the sky, and an Eight Trigrams formation descended like the aura of a world, silencing everything.

The previously turbulent clouds stopped moving, the wind ceased, and even the birds on the distant mountains froze, as if time itself had halted.

The Wild Ancient Beasts on the ground stopped roaring, and White Spirit stood still in mid-air, its mouth still open, as if someone had gripped its throat.

It seemed to witness the stillness of the world, surrounded by a vast whiteness, even the dust and spiritual qi drifting by at a visible speed.

Splash~

A faint sound of water was heard as the frog cautiously spread its limbs and swam in the pond without making a splash, behaving obediently. What Frog Daoist? It was just a little frog...

Unsuccessful in its mission... it hoped it wouldn't die first!

Frog Daoist's heart screamed in shock. Did these humans really enjoy pretending to be weak to catch the strong? This was no longer the era of great slaughter among the myriad clans!

Its heart was filled with grief and indignation. Was the patience of humans ingrained in their bones? The humans of the last era were like this, and even now, it was the same!

Chen Xun stood on the small shabby boat and sneered, "Which senior is it? Come out and let me see."

"Moo!"

Black Bull's gaze turned cold as it stood directly on White Spirit's nose. The latter's pupils almost crossed, but it dared not move an inch, having encountered a true boss...

The sky remained silent, with no response.

The frog continued to swim slowly in the pond, kicking its hind legs.

Suddenly, a pair of gigantic hands descended from the heavens, and two heart-wrenching screams echoed across the sky.

"Senior, sorry for the disturbance!!!"

"Senior, it's a misunderstanding!!!"

...

Black Bull directly grabbed White Spirit by the tail, just like how Chen Xun used to catch chickens in the small village. Chen Xun also grabbed the boastful frog by its legs.

One man and one bull took them away through the air, the screams echoing continuously in the sky, exceptionally tragic.

The Wild Ancient Beasts on the ground looked at the distant sky with mocking smiles. They were smart not to meddle, deciding to return home and fight another day.

They exchanged glances and fled in all directions, fearing those two great cultivators would return and take them back to their cave abode.

On the road.

Chen Xun held the frog by its hind legs and gave it a hard slap, enjoying the sensation.

"Ouch!"

The frog spun 360 degrees in the air, its eyes filled with grief, unable to cry.

"Are you the senior?"

Chen Xun laughed, and with a slap, hit its face again. The frog let out another scream, "Senior, it's a misunderstanding!"

White Spirit glanced quietly, remaining silent, hoping not to be hit.

"So you're the one making all the noise, huh."

"Ah! Ouch!"

"So you're the senior, right."

"Ah, I was wrong!!"

"So you're so impressive, looking like a toad, what's so impressive!"

"Senior, please don't insult my race, ah, be gentle!!"

"Still crossing your arms with a Clear Dust Grass in your mouth, even Dao Ancestor doesn't show off like you."

"I was really wrong! Ah!!"

...

Chen Xun got into a rhythm, delivering a slap with every sentence, forcing tears from the frog's eyes, its belly starting to swell, only to be deflated by another slap.

Black Bull laughed on the side and gave the frog a hard slap too, spinning it around, leaving it disoriented.

Daring to think of swallowing them, naturally, they had to give them a little shock from the Wild Heaven Region.

Five days later, behind the thatched hut.

The frog was beaten black and blue, lying on the ground, showing signs of collapse. Each slap seemed to shake its immortal essence, unable to withstand it.

No need to think further, these two were at least Tribulation Crossing Venerables, casually shaking the essence of immortality, a power beyond the rule power of the world.

White Spirit had shrunk in size, timid and silent, looking at the half-dead Frog Daoist with pity, fallen indeed...

Chen Xun walked out from the thatched hut, Black Bull by his side, holding two ropes in its mouth.

"Toad."

"...Ah?" Frog Daoist responded in a daze, somewhat disoriented.

"Do you choose the path of death or life? Just say it, digging a grave here is no big deal."

Chen Xun smiled kindly, glancing at White Spirit, "Speak quickly, my brother and I are quite reasonable."

"Moo moo!" Black Bull snorted.

"Senior, the path of life!"

"Then hang the rope yourself, guard the three acres of land behind the hut for ten thousand years to atone for your sins, okay?"

Chen Xun's smile grew colder, "Just say no, and I'll send you to ascend on the spot, no hesitation."

"Okay! Okay, okay!"

Frog Daoist suddenly became clear-headed, quickly jumping up from the ground, fearing the person would change his mind, "We'll stay here obediently, just don't kill us."

It still wanted to witness the opening of the True Immortal Realm, how could it fall on this desolate mountain!

White Spirit cautiously took the rope, wearing an awkward smile, really putting it around its neck. Now was not the time to think too much, survival was key.

"A teachable child."

Chen Xun nodded in satisfaction, "The back mountain is yours to manage, plant more exotic flowers and herbs, don't disturb the farmland."

"Understood!" Frog Daoist shivered, letting out a low growl, as obedient as could be.

"Moo~"

Black Bull ran over and nudged Frog Daoist, scaring it into a shiver, leaving a shadow in its Dao heart from the slaps.

"Haha... Bull, let's go, seems like this trip was quite fruitful, even got ourselves a mountain guardian spirit beast."

"Moo moo~"

Chen Xun left with Black Bull, their laughter echoing in the air, terrifying indeed.

Once their figures completely disappeared, Frog Daoist and White Spirit stared at each other, especially with ropes around their necks, emitting a faint five-colored glow.

"What should we do now..." White Spirit twitched its mouth, not daring to show any ferocity, "Ten thousand years, how can we cultivate here, we won't survive that long."

"White Spirit, don't worry."

Frog Daoist's gaze gradually deepened, a gleam in its eyes, "This Daoist has a plan, though the situation is sudden, now dependent on others, we must plan long-term."

It finished speaking, touching its frog face, wincing in pain.

"Oh?" White Spirit's eyes brightened, Frog Daoist never disappointed.

"White Spirit!"

"Hmm?"

"Get to work, what are you standing around for, clear the weeds, plant flowers and grass!"

Frog Daoist hopped away to work, a Clear Dust Grass in its mouth, "This Daoist feels the aura of Dao here, cultivating here is a treasure land, blessings or disasters remain unknown."

White Spirit was dumbfounded, thinking Frog Daoist had a real plan, but this was it?!

It looked at the busy figure, speechless for a long time, and began to flutter towards another part of the back mountain to tend to it.