Chapter 159 Big Orange Needs to Cultivate (2/2)

The large orange tiger, which was licking its paws, suddenly shuddered.

It felt as if a book of cryptic texts had been forcibly shoved into its brain.

Those strange syllables and patterns swirled in its consciousness, carrying a cool yet mysterious aura.

It subconsciously tried to adjust its breathing according to the incantation that appeared in its mind.

"breathe……"

As it clumsily imitated, the dense spiritual energy around it seemed to be drawn in by something, and a wisp of spiritual energy, thinner than a hair, was tremblingly inhaled into its nasal cavity.

"boom!"

Although that wisp of spiritual energy was weak, it was no less than a thunderbolt exploding within the body of a mortal tiger who had never been exposed to spiritual energy before!

An indescribable feeling of comfort instantly washed over my entire body!

It could even hear the faint cracking of its own bones, and beneath its skin and flesh, blood surged, as if countless warm little hands were massaging every inch of its tendons and bones!

Those hidden injuries and chronic ailments that had been lurking in the body for years actually showed signs of loosening under this warm current!

"Awooo—!"

The big orange cat could no longer hold back and let out a deafening tiger roar!

This shout was full of energy and imposing, a far cry from the previous listlessness and weakness.

It suddenly leaped up from the ground, its orange fur standing on end even without wind, making it look like a huge orange cat with its fur standing on end.

It felt full of power!

"squeak!"

Startled by its sudden shout, Little White jumped back three feet.

It steadied itself, looked at the orange cat in front of it, which looked completely different from the tiger, and was stunned for a moment. Then it suddenly puffed out its little chest and proudly put its hands on its hips.

See that!

This is the result of my personal guidance!

In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, you will be transformed and embark on the path of cultivation!

Hurry up and thank your elder brother!

Little White strides triumphantly back to Big Orange, extends its mithril paw, and pats its tiger head with an air of superiority.

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

Tiger is doing very well! He's a promising young man! He needs to practice diligently and not slack off! If you don't understand anything, feel free to ask me!

The big orange cat excitedly rubbed its huge tiger head against the little white cat's tiny body, which was not even as big as its nose, and made a satisfied "gurgling" sound in its throat.

Although it still didn't quite understand, it knew that this little thing in front of it had given it a new life!

It's accepted this guy!

………………………………

In Yan Yu's space.

"Pfft—"

Seeing this, Ruan Tang couldn't help but laugh, her shoulders shaking and her teacup nearly spilling.

"Brother, look! Little White has tricked Big Orange into becoming lame!"

She tugged at Yan Yu's arm, her eyes crinkling with laughter, "Da Ju really treats it like an older brother, it's hilarious!"

Yan Yu followed her gaze, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

His little girl should be carefree and happy every day.

Winter hunting and An Sanchuan should not bother her.

After finishing the barbecue, Ruan Tang unsurprisingly ate until she was stuffed again.

She slumped on the stone bench, patting her slightly bulging belly contentedly, humming softly, refusing to move.

"I can't go on anymore, brother, I can't walk anymore."

Yan Yu shook his head helplessly, stepped forward, bent down and picked her up horizontally.

Ruan Tang took the opportunity to wrap her arms around his neck, snuggling against him in a comfortable position, her little face full of contentment and trust.

"My brother is the best."

She closed her eyes, her voice soft and sweet.

"With my older brother around, I'm turning into a lazy bum. All I do is eat and sleep, and I don't want to do anything else."

Yan Yu carried her and walked steadily toward the bamboo house not far away.

He looked down at the little girl in his arms who was starting to get drowsy, his voice deep and clear.

"It doesn't matter."

"I can afford to raise them." (This chapter has been read. Please click to continue reading the next chapter!)