Just as Jin glanced at the flustered Professor Liu and the others, it seemed that these people didn't interest Jin. It turned around, lazily and majestically striding to lie down at the entrance of the stone house, basking in the sun.
A few pale green lights flashed at the entrance, and Jinwo, lying there, took a deep breath and sucked those pale green lights in.
These pale green lights were actually low-grade crystals. They were moving too fast for Professor Liu and the others to see clearly.
Zhang Guodong thought helplessly from inside the room, "Now that Xiao Jin has been exposed, it's better for him to continue existing outside. It can drive away a lot of fly-like figures."
Qin raised demonic beasts and even used crystals to supply them constantly; Zhang Guodong was truly unique in this regard.
“Professors, Xiao Jin is someone I raised from a baby. That’s why I didn’t allow you to enter the innermost room before! No one but me is allowed to come near Xiao Jin, otherwise it will hurt people!” Zhang Guodong came out and stood at the door, speaking to the seven people opposite him with an apologetic smile.
The sound was very faint, but Professor Liu and the other six could hear it clearly. Of course, at this moment they were all stunned by Xiao Jin's two loud shouts and wouldn't pay attention to such "subtle" sounds.
Upon hearing Zhang Guodong's words, the seven men became even more uneasy. They wanted to laugh and say something, but upon seeing the enormous golden body, they immediately shrank back.
"It's alright, it's alright, that's all. Generally, if people don't provoke it, it won't hurt anyone on its own!" Zhang Guodong nodded and said.
"That's good, haha, that's good! I need to catch up on some sleep, I went to bed too late last night!" Professor Yan said immediately.
"Old Yan, aren't you surprised that a lion could be raised by someone?" Professor Kang said, noticing that Old Yan was backing down at the last minute.
"I'm a bit surprised too!" Professor Liu nodded and said. "Logically, these large wild animals, to be domesticated, would require several generations of selection; otherwise, their wild instincts are difficult to tame!"
"Professors, could this be a hidden prize?" A young assistant glanced at Xiao Jin and whispered.
“Hongsheng, you know too little about these animals, don’t you? Is the tail of this Zangzou the same as the one in front of us? One is curled up, while the other is like a whip. This is definitely a lion!” another young assistant said.
Indeed, without even looking closely, just considering the tail, it's definitely not a Tibetan pheasant; it's more like a lion's tail, if not for the golden horn that's hidden on its forehead.
"Alright, since Xiao Zhang says it's nothing, then everyone should stay away from it!" Professor Liu said.
Even though everyone had many questions they wanted to ask Zhang Guodong, they immediately gave up the idea when they saw Xiao Jin waiting at the door.
"Professor, will it really not hurt anyone?"
No one could answer that question. Don't be fooled by the three old men's calm demeanor; in reality, they were more worried about this. That was a lion, not a dog!
"What's that sound?" The owners of No. 1 and No. 2 Shatin came out of the villa quickly, their faces solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Shatian No. 1 is the largest plot of land in the Ningyun Desert, contracted by Zhao Qingshan. It's also the center of attention for all competitors, attracting numerous visitors daily, naturally drawn by the "Crystal Rice."
However, even with half a year, growing crystal rice in the desert is no easy task. The methods used by the Zhao family patriarch are not suitable for such a harsh environment, therefore, Zhao Qingshan needs more time.
Hunting Sand Fields. However, it was contracted by He Chengxi of the He family in Cangzhou. The He family's "Green Sorghum Beans" also belong to the "Secondary Spirit-level Crops," but they are not "Crystal Rice." As a staple food, their value is significantly reduced.
Similarly, "green sorghum beans" encountered the same problem here.
"What kind of sound could be so powerful? It actually traveled so far and lingered for so long?!" Zhao Qingshan was greatly shocked. The roar was like a lion's roar, or a cry from the heavens, and it moved people's souls.
The impact on ordinary people was minimal, but for cultivators with lower cultivation levels than Xiao Jin, the pressure from that voice directly affected their souls, filling them with awe.
Standing on the sand dune, Zhao Qingshan also saw He Chengxi emerging, hundreds of meters away. The two families' sand fields were adjacent, and their buildings were surprisingly not far apart.
"That sound...was it coming from the direction of the old gate, the old location?" He Chengxi nodded at Zhao Qingshan's appearance. Whether they would actually see the greeting was another matter. What he was concerned about was the beast roar. Where could a beast roar come from in this desert? Judging from the sound, it was definitely from a large beast!
This is very strange!
Investigate! We must find out what happened!
There are also some cultivators like Zhao Qingshan and He Chengxi who are hiding in other sand fields.
This place seems to have become a bridgehead for the minor cultivators of Western Qin.
With "Crystal Rice," a small force can cultivate more cultivators and talents at a speed several times faster, especially when resources such as crystals and pills are scarce.
Because, before any crystal veins, material veins, or medicinal resources have been found in the outside world, cultivators must find a new path to take.
Crystals and similar materials are becoming increasingly rare and have become non-renewable resources.
So, without crystals and elixirs, and with the spiritual energy in the outside world scarce, how can cultivators improve their cultivation? This is an urgent matter.
Inside the stone house.
"Little Jin's two roars have stirred up another wave of unrest in this little desert!" Zhang Guodong sat on the sand, frowning, somewhat helpless. In his hand was a small cup of tea, the rim of which swirled a pale green hue, a sign of rising spiritual energy. This small cup of tea would be worth at least a thousand low-grade crystals outside.
This tea is made from tea leaves picked from tea trees in Taoyuan Mountain.
As Zhang Guodong made tea more often and gained a deeper understanding of the "laws of life," his tea-frying techniques became increasingly refined, naturally elevating the quality of his tea to the level of a master.
Thinking that there might be many more people around in the coming days, this peace might be broken again.
junior monks
Boron was worried about Little Gold Du Fan Jin Beast! He had crossed the 20th level of the Dao of Patterns.
A minor monk is no match for it.
But never underestimate anyone!
Behind some seemingly minor cultivators might lie powerful masters. Currently, there are far more cultivators above level 30 than "new recruits." These new recruits are mortal disciples taken in by powerful cultivators to make things easier for them; they've barely succeeded in their soul-planting and are just beginning their cultivation journey.
But don't forget.
Although these cultivators and experts made considerable preparations before coming to the outside world, including a large number of "demon seeds," these seeds, if unable to be cultivated, are becoming increasingly rare, as each one used diminishes their value. They seem even more precious than crystals.
Zhang Guodong currently has less than fourteen "ordinary demon seeds" left. If he runs out of these and doesn't replenish them, he won't be able to train new cultivators.
But cultivating demon seeds is no easy task. Even the Grand Elder could only transplant demon vines without them dying. Further cultivating new demon vines, and then getting those new vines to produce demon seeds, was beyond his capabilities.
Furthermore, the growth of the demon vine requires a very long time, which is far too long.
Therefore, neither of these conditions is easy to achieve in the outside world.
"Beep beep"
The phone rang, and Zhang Guodong took it out to see that it was a call from home.
"Mom!"
"Son, are you busy right now? Xiaoyu's on summer vacation, go pick her up." Mom said, her voice filled with excitement and joy.
Xin Xiaoyu is a new member of the Zhang family. After a period of guidance from her teachers, Xiaoyu was able to keep up with the courses in the first and second years of high school. However, she fell behind in the third year due to the tight schedule and her previous work commitments, which prevented her from studying systematically.
Therefore, those top-tier teachers suggested that Xiaoyu could join the senior year of high school and study with them. It might be a bit challenging, but Xiaoyu has a very strong learning ability.
After discussing it with his parents, Zhang Guodong agreed.
Xiaoyu attended the city's No. 1 High School, which is a bit far from the provincial high school, so she chose to live on campus. However, her parents visit her frequently and dote on her. She is currently enjoying her time at school, which has put everyone's minds at ease.
Zhang Guodong was extremely ashamed upon hearing this.
As the older brother, he only went once when Xiaoyu started school, and it seems he hasn't gone back since. Of course, this is related to his deep meditation practice.
"Mom, I'm fine now, don't worry! I'm going to No. 1 Middle School right away!" Zhang Guodong said awkwardly. He decided in his heart that he must spend more time with his younger sister in the future; his parents really cared about Xiaoyu.
My mother, however, was still worried and gave me detailed instructions.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Guodong stopped pondering and quickly got to work.
"After calling Xiao Jin back," Ding instructed for a while, Zhang Guodong then entered the basement and stepped onto the teleportation array through a more powerful illusion array.
The No. 1 Middle School of the city is a national key middle school with a large scale and high teaching quality.
Zhang Guodong arrived in his van. He called Xiaoyu on the way, then stopped the van outside the school gate and went inside.
The atmosphere in high school is quite different from that in university. Walking on campus, Zhang Guodong felt old. The students there were the epitome of vitality, while he felt like an oddity.
"Stop right there, register first!" At this moment, a man in his thirties was stopped by the school security guard as he tried to enter the school gate. He was standing not far behind Zhang Guodong.
Upon hearing that he was being addressed, the man immediately became displeased, pointing at Zhang Guodong and saying, "How can he go in without registering? Why can't I?"
Zhang Guodong was surprised and stopped in his tracks.
But the school security guard glanced at Zhang Guodong and said, "He's a student, and you are?"
What?
A student? Even Zhang Guodong almost burst out laughing. Did he look like a student? The man's astonished expression was telling; he'd seen Zhang Guodong get off the bread, and he thought, "A student? Pshaw!"
Regardless, Zhang Guodong left first. Since the school security guard said he was a student, that was fine. Otherwise, he'd have to go through all that trouble; he'd better get out of there first.
Only the man and the school security guard remained, arguing back and forth. In the end, they had no choice but to fight back.
"Is that young man really a student?" a school security guard asked uncertainly.
"Aren't there enough students who repeated a grade at the No. 1 Middle School? Many of them are children of leaders. That kid looks mature, but he looks young!" said the school security guard blocking the way.
The No. 1 High School in the city has tens of thousands of students. How could anyone possibly remember them all?
In a girls' dormitory, in one of the rooms.
"Hehe, Little Fish, Young Master Wang has come to pick you up! He's driving a luxury car and carrying a huge bouquet of flowers. I saw it, it looks like a Land Rover. Wow, I'm so envious!" A girl stuck her head out, glanced downstairs, and immediately came back to say.
Xiaoyu sat on the bed with a troubled expression, packing her luggage.
"Hey, Qin, you idiot, move aside. If you like it, you can go downstairs. What he does is none of my business!" Yu snorted.
"Tch, what's wrong with Young Master Wang? His father is a municipal government leader, rich and powerful. If you really become Young Master Wang's girlfriend, you won't have to worry about food and drink expenses when you go to college. What's wrong with that?" Qin said dismissively.
Qin Shuangshuang, a classmate of Xiaoyu's, is her best friend; they have a very good relationship. There are four people living in this dorm, but two have already left, so only two are packing their luggage. Summer vacation has arrived!
Xiaoyu scoffed, thinking to herself, "My sister-in-law is the deputy secretary-general of the provincial government!" Thinking of that warm new home, Xiaoyu became even more impatient.
"Xin Xiaoyu, I love you! Xin Xiaoyu, I love you!" At that moment, shouts came from downstairs, seemingly from that young master Wang. "Come down quickly, say yes, or I won't leave!" (Apologies first.) I was planning to update on the 2nd. But on the 2nd, my friend got Tiandao drunk, nine bottles of beer, and as a result, I caught a stomachache in the afternoon, vomited it all, had a dry throat, felt lethargic, and couldn't get enough sleep, so I couldn't update. There won't be much today, only 3500 words. To find out what happens next, please log in to [website name] for more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!
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