350: Weng Qinghua's perseverance

Meanwhile, in Menjiang City.

Wang Cao had just been forced to finish a test paper and was bitterly training his old father's little Yao Beast.

No other reason.

It was only because Cultivation inevitably involved being disciplined with a stick, and the little Yao Beast's old father began to protect his cub.

His dad and mom teamed up to give him a loving greeting, and he wanted to shout loudly.

This Heavenly Venerable cannot do it!!!

At this moment, the little Yao Beast had transformed from its previous soft and cute Q-version image into a grown Tyrant Tiger.

Especially the character 'Wang' on its head was particularly obvious, but the little Yao Beast would often revert to its usual Q-version image, still letting its dad hold it, and occasionally complaining to its dad.

If Dad knew, then Mom knew, and if Mom knew, it meant he would have another day of frantic jumping activities.

Thinking of this, Wang Cao was incredibly annoyed.

He wanted to play some tricks on the little Yao Beast in secret, but alas, the little Yao Beast had gained sentience and was no longer as easy to fool as before.

At this moment, Wang Cao was in a forest, engaging in PK Cultivation with the little Yao Beast.

"Heh~ Dad, if I hurt your precious little Yao Beast anywhere, you absolutely cannot secretly mess with me."

Wang Cao's dad nodded: "I swear, I will absolutely not tell your mom that you didn't do your homework properly last time and went out to play instead."

Wang Cao: "???!!!"

Alright, alright, so this is how you want to play!!

Just a mere Yao Beast, this Heavenly Venerable will condescend to train you, and it's definitely not because I'm afraid of being beaten that I agreed.

The little Yao Beast's current size was not its usual Q-version appearance, but dozens of times larger than the Q-version, and a gentle breath blew away a large area of fallen leaves in front of it.

The little Yao Beast first gave Wang Cao's dad a cute glance, then turned to Wang Cao with a mocking expression.

It played the two-faced game with extreme proficiency.

It had truly mastered it.

Seeing the little Yao Beast's two faces, Wang Cao picked up his sword and rushed towards it.

While continuously attacking with various normal attacks, he also kept spouting chuunibyou lines.

"A hint of cold light arrives first, then the sword emerges like a Dragon!"

"Heaven-Slaying Sword Art!"

"One-Sword Style: Oni Giri!"

"Pegasus Ryu Sei Ken."

"Domain Expansion: Malevolent Shrine."

"Swish."

Wang Cao's dad: "……"

Wait a minute…?

Wang Cao's dad was stunned; he happened to have watched that anime.

When did Malevolent Shrine become like this?

Sukuna would want to hit someone if he heard that!

The little Yao Beast fighting back: "……"

The master's cub truly has some serious issues, and he's not allowed to say anything, which really makes its master worry.

Although it didn't understand, it could feel the awkward and strange mood from its master!

The young master made the master unhappy, so let him bleed a little to cheer him up!

If Wang Cao knew the little Yao Beast's thoughts, he would definitely exclaim, 'You truly are filial to a powerful degree.'

"Extreme Ghost Sword Art: Severing Iron Style!"

As the final blow landed on the little Yao Beast, it was directly blocked by the opponent.

Wang Cao raised an astonished smile, pointing his sword at it and saying, "Not bad, not bad. Such Cultivation indeed allows this Heavenly Venerable to properly train you."

The little Yao Beast exhaled and turned its head away, ignoring him.

Just then, Wang Cao's dad said with a strange expression, "Wang Cao, it asked me to relay a message to you."

Wang Cao: "??"

Wang Cao's dad: "It said you're ugly, you dream big, your strength is pathetic, and it can't stand to watch."

Wang Cao: "!!!"

Damn it.

This is unbearable for an uncle, and even more so for an aunt.

You, a mere Yao Beast, actually dare to lecture this Heavenly Venerable; I truly gave you too much face.

"Since that's the case, this Heavenly Venerable will let you know why this Heavenly Venerable is a Heavenly Venerable!"

With that, he picked up his sword and charged forward.

Although the little Yao Beast's Cultivation had reached Mid Stage due to several spiritual energy tides, Wang Cao did not gain any advantage from the little Yao Beast.

Even if a Yao Beast's Cultivation is only at the Middle Stage, its own defensive and offensive capabilities are enough to compensate for this small Realm difference.

Wang Cao's dad watched Wang Cao and the little Yao Beast interacting very happily, and he showed a fatherly smile.

Since the little Yao Beast had made a pact with him, it had never gone out to slay Yao Beasts on its own.

Especially after the little Yao Beast gained sentience, when he heard its soft and cute voice curiously asking about everything, his heart melted.

Listening to its innocent words, as an old father, he simply couldn't bear it!

So, even when the fourth spiritual energy tide arrived, he never let the little Yao Beast go out to fight Yao Beasts or protect him.

After all, it was still a child who knew nothing.

It just so happened that Wang Cao had free time every day, making him the most suitable person to train the little Yao Beast. Wang Cao's dad completely forgot about the overt and covert struggles between Wang Cao and the little Yao Beast.

Whenever Wang Cao's sword was about to hit the little Yao Beast's vital points, Wang Cao's dad would pick up the loudspeaker placed nearby and tell Wang Cao to stop.

He was truly a paragon of a good father and a good master.

It wasn't until the little Yao Beast successfully transformed into a soft and cute little girl that he belatedly realized what his old father's doting on the little Yao Beast was all about.

He never expected his own old father to have a preference for 'females' over males, but these were all matters for later…

They didn't stop until dinner time arrived, both the human and the Yao Beast.

Each went back to their own home, each looking for their own mom.

Just as he was eating, Wang Cao received an invitation from Qin Zhe and the others, asking him to go to the capital for a gathering and some fun.

He was initially going to refuse, but seeing the little Yao Beast beside him, Wang Cao finally agreed.

…………

On the other side, Weng Qinghua had just finished his date with his girlfriend, and the two were preparing to head to a hotel.

He received a message from Wang Cao.

"This Heavenly Venerable is going to the capital today; you can just stay comfortably in your gentle embrace!"

Weng Qinghua was stunned. What did Wang Cao mean by this?

The capital?

Before he could figure it out, his girlfriend came forward and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Is there something urgent?"

Weng Qinghua shook his head, put away his phone, and smiled as he wrapped his arms around his girlfriend's slender waist.

"It's a harassing message from my friend. No matter how important today's matters are, they are not as important as what's happening right now."

After speaking, Weng Qinghua glanced at the bag in his hand, which contained a uniform and black stockings.

Recalling his girlfriend wearing the uniform and black stockings he personally chose, the mental image made his heart race and adrenaline surge instantly.

His girlfriend's face showed shyness upon hearing this.

A moment later, the two arrived at the hotel, beginning a night of uniform temptation…

…………

That night, as night fell and a gentle breeze blew.

Qin Zhe saw that everything was arranged and walked towards Lan Kun.

"Do we need to call the Grand Elder?"

Lan Kun shook his head: "No need. Let everyone relax and enjoy the gathering!"

If the Grand Elder were present, everyone would inevitably feel a bit constrained.

Fortunately, the Grand Elder had also thought of this and had already stated that he would not attend this gathering.

As the food was ready, the gathering began.

Members of the Special Affairs Handling Bureau gathered around the outdoor dining table, eating barbecue, drinking fine wine, envisioning the future, and playfully teasing each other.

Wang Cao was also invited, but Weng Qinghua was immersed in uniform temptation and did not receive the call or check his messages, so he did not come.

Jin Meiting, Hu Bingbing, Ke Ming, and Xin Mulan happily drank fine wine and enjoyed various delicious roasted Yao Beast meat.

The charcoal fire flickered, and the aroma of roasted meat filled the air, making mouths water.

Everyone chatted, with laughter and joy echoing continuously.

The evening breeze gently blew, bringing a touch of coolness, caressing everyone's faces, and blowing away the day's fatigue.

The grilled skewers sizzled, and oil dripped, sparking small flames.

Every bite of roasted meat was tender and juicy, with a rich flavor, intoxicating everyone in the satisfaction of the delicious food.