Chapter 306: Learned to Be Smart

Under Hong Zun's icy gaze, Heihu Yaowang couldn't help but shiver.

However, when looking at the White Tiger Demon King, it still couldn't help but show a hint of bashfulness; this was probably the closest it had ever gotten to the White Tiger Demon King.

Back in Huling, whenever it got a turn, it had long been taken by those stronger male tiger kings.

"Now I've brought the White Tiger Demon King for you; if you still can't get into the room afterward, don't blame me."

Hong Zun warned coldly; hearing this, Heihu Yaowang was delighted—what did these words mean?

His gaze unconsciously fell on the White Tiger Demon King—was this meant for me?

The joy in his heart could not be contained—what good fortune was this? For a moment, Heihu Yaowang suddenly felt that staying in the Dao Yi Sect was also not a bad choice.

After all, there's a White Tiger Demon King here.

"What are you looking at?"

Noticing Heihu Yaowang's gaze, the White Tiger Demon King snapped coldly, but at this moment Heihu Yaowang was filled with excitement, paying it no heed; instead, he repeatedly assured Hong Zun.

"Yes, yes, I know what to do."

Huh???

Looking at Heihu Yaowang, which had changed so much, Hong Zun stared—what madness had this guy gone mad with, why was he suddenly happy?

With Xuehu Yaowang on the left and the White Tiger Demon King on the right, how could one not be happy?

After giving Heihu Yaowang a strange look, Hong Zun didn't think much of it, tossed out a sentence, and directly led everyone away.

"Don't disappoint me again."

"Yes yes yes........."

Immediately, everyone left the small courtyard; but just a few steps out, they heard Heihu Yaowang's laughter and the White Tiger Demon King's miserable cries coming from Yuàn zhōng.

"Little treasure, I'm here."

"Don't come over, what are you trying to do? If you keep this up, I'll call for help."

"Go ahead and shout; this is the Dao Yi Sect, not Huling—no one can save you even if you shout your throat raw."

"You...... Shi Song, save me."

"Come over, you."

Hearing these sounds, everyone's mouths twitched; Qing Shi even gave Shi Song a serious look beside him.

"You sure you don't want to handle it? Otherwise, you could just take the White Tiger Demon King with you."

Even now, still shouting for Shi Song to save them, Qing Shi could hardly bear to watch.

But regarding this, Shi Song roared without hesitation.

"I'm taking that damn thing, and I'll tell you one last time—I have absolutely no relation, not even a bit, with that beast."

"If you're not taking it, then you're not taking it—what are you yelling for?"

Shi Song's forehead veins bulged; he no longer paid attention to Qing Shi, but secretly he was scheming, looking for an opportunity to definitely kill that evil beast.

The Lady Master had ignored him all day because of this evil beast; indeed, it couldn't be kept.

With a cold snort, Shi Song walked away with a drooping face; looking at the direction, it seemed to be the residence of Juéqíng Shītài.

"I think Heihu Yaowang is a bit inadequate for the task; we should still find a reliable Demon King."

All the way back to the canteen, Hong Zun spoke up.

"That works too."

"Let's go check it out tomorrow."

In the conversation, Heihu Yaowang was obviously abandoned by Hong Zun and the others; given a chance, it was useless.

Meanwhile, Heihu Yaowang, who was currently climbing to the peak of tiger life, still didn't know these things; his eyes were full of the White Tiger Demon King—what a beauty.

"Haha, Wisdom Tiger, the White Tiger Demon King you never obtained is now mine."

He even shouted excitedly, completely disregarding the White Tiger Demon King's angry roars beneath him.

"Heihu Yaowang, you're done for—I won't let you go."

That night, the small courtyard where Heihu Yaowang was imprisoned continuously echoed with the roars of fierce tigers.

By the next day, the disciples were eating breakfast as usual.

Ye Zhangqing casually ate two buns, then lay back in the rocking chair, holding a large tea pot and drinking tea.

Xu Jie, Zhao Zhengping, and the others who had finished eating also walked over and gathered together.

"Did Shīzūn and them go out?"

"Hmm, it seems they went to Huling."

"By the way, Junior Brother Ye Zhangqing, have you reached minor completion in the Purple Mansion realm?"

As they were speaking, Zhao Zhengping casually asked a question; hearing this, Ye Zhangqing didn't hide it and nodded in acknowledgment.

Meanwhile, Xu Jie clicked his tongue.

"I find it strange—you say you haven't seen Junior Brother Ye Zhangqing practice Xiūliàn, yet his breakthrough speed is absurdly fast."

"Heavenly gifted?"

"Hehe."

Ye Zhangqing's cultivation had indeed risen like a rocket; in just how long, he had gone straight from the Body Refining realm to the Purple Mansion realm.

At this speed, not to mention ordinary disciples—even Zhao Zhengping, Xu Jie, and these other Inner Disciples had never possessed it.

Of course, nobody meant to get to the bottom of it by breaking the sandpot; they were just idle and teasing a bit.

Within the Dao Yi Sect, disciples have many opportunities, but it's almost unheard of for them to kill each other over chances.

Don't look at the Divine Sword Peak disciples as if they were all heartless; that's only toward outsiders—among their own, aside from using a few petty tricks during meals, there's nothing else.

On the contrary, they are quite united.

Basking comfortably in the sun in Yuàn zhōng, when lunchtime came, Hong Zun and his group returned.

Just walking along, Hong Zun scolded Qing Shi while walking.

"You hook it, what a great opportunity."

"I don't know how it could run that fast; my hook hasn't even come out yet, and it's already vanished."

After strolling around Huling, Hong Zun and the others discovered that, damn it, the tiger clan's Demon Kings had all gathered in the Wisdom Tiger Demon King's Dong Fu.

Moreover, it looks like they plan to stay long-term; they even brought along their whole families, damn it.

They never leave the Dong Fu; even to get a drink of water, three or four Demon Kings go together.

This left Hong Zun and the others dumbfounded—what is this tiger clan up to? Are they that scared?

You've only dealt with three Demon Kings and you're already like this?

The tiger clan is really cautious; afterwards they said they'd just deal with some ordinary tiger folk, but it seems there's no chance.

Even ordinary tiger folk move in groups; they never go alone.

The only opportunity was on the way back, when they happened to encounter the Killing Tiger.

I don't know what this guy is up to, wandering alone in Huling, when he ran headfirst into Hong Zun and the others.

Upon encountering this good fortune, could Hong Zun let it go? Obviously not; he immediately had Qing Shi ready his hook.

Qing Shi didn't hesitate either; he reacted immediately.

But compared to Hong Zun and the others, the Killing Tiger's speed was clearly greater.

When they met head-on, the Killing Tiger didn't hesitate at all, turned and ran, and with a swoosh disappeared into the horizon.

Finally, even when Shi Song personally attacked, he still couldn't catch up to it.

Damn, this Primordial Demon's speed is even greater than that of these Sages; I don't know what's going on with it.

Hearing Qing Shi's words, Hong Zun gritted his teeth; he still had some impression of the Killing Tiger, having chased it all the way from the Black Tiger Abyss to Huling, several times, only to let it escape each time.

"This guy has a problem; a Primordial Demon couldn't possibly have that kind of speed."

"Could it be some bloodline ability?"

"It's possible, but next time we meet, I'll definitely catch it—I don't believe it can escape my Five Finger Mountain."

Saying this with a fierce look, Ye Zhangqing, Xu Jie, and the others nearby heard it and all wore strange expressions.

Again this Killing Tiger? Even Shīzūn and the others can't subdue it when they attack.