Transmigrating to the Cultivation World, I'm Really Just Selling Phones

Bai Ling fell asleep and woke up, having transmigrated to the cultivation world.

Coincidentally, the original host was also named Bai Ling. Even more fortunate, she became the eldest miss of ...

Chapter 24 I am almost dying of greed

It is truly God's will that I shall have this opportunity.

To think that the female monk actually wanted to make me her spiritual pet, huh, what wishful thinking!

However, this emperor has promised her. If she follows me, I can eat this spiritual chicken every day. Why not have it as a spiritual pet? This emperor is happy.

This emperor is now seriously injured. Although I am unwilling to accept this, I also understand the importance of judging the situation.

This spiritual chicken is like the key to rebirth for me.

As long as it is consumed continuously, the demon root will continue to recover and its strength will gradually return.

Stay beside her, I will be patient and pretend to be obedient.

With every passing day, my injuries improve a little bit. He raised his eyes and glanced at the female cultivator.

I saw her concentrating on gnawing on a chicken leg, her cheeks bulging, which made her look inexplicably cute.

But she was too wasteful and had already spit out a pile of chicken bones on the ground.

There was clearly spiritual energy flickering and flowing on the chicken bones, but she threw them away like trash.

He looked at the people next to him again. There was not a single bone on the ground. They were all gnawing on the spiritual chicken in their hands while looking eagerly towards the stove.

His eyes were full of desire and eagerness, and it was clear that he wanted to grab another spiritual chicken.

It’s a pity that I am now in the form of a cub, with a small mouth and weak strength. Even if I want to eat more, it is difficult to achieve.

Only the female cultivator seemed to be completely unaware of the preciousness of the spiritual chicken.

He still stood there stupidly spitting out bones. What a waste of food.

How could this emperor meet such a stupid master?

But it’s okay. With her intelligence, she shouldn’t be able to discover my true identity and intentions.

This emperor only needs to pretend to be well-behaved around her, and he can enjoy the benefits of the spiritual chicken and quietly restore his strength.

When my demonic roots fully recover and return to their peak, she will be nothing more than a small episode in my legendary experience.

He was just an ignorant person who had inadvertently helped this emperor rise to power.