Chapter 89: Immortal Cultivation 7 (2/2)



"I'm a little curious, but not too much. Big white dogs are nice and they're so nice to touch."

Jiang Jiang: “…”

Cen Jin: ".........."

His always icy face finally cracked up because of her.

"That's a wolf."

Jiang Jiang took the initiative: "You hypnotized me again."

"It was the same when I became your disciple last time, and it's the same this time."

"Sorry." Cen Jin admitted his mistake quickly, but his body moved one step closer to her. His tall body completely covered the petite girl in front of him in his shadow, and he hugged her in his arms.

There was no resistance.

The girl leaned gently in his arms.

Perfect fit.

It's like they were born to be each other's missing piece.

"That's not good, I won't do it again."

As he spoke, he turned his back to Jiang Jiang, but there was no trace of regret on his face.

No matter how many times he has to do it again, he must take Jiang Jiang with him and must hear her true thoughts.

He felt a soft hand patting his tense back a few times, as if to comfort him.

Then the girl in his arms spoke:

"Bai Ze said it can't tell me your specific situation. Will the master be willing to tell me?"

Cen Jin glanced at her, her almond-shaped eyes were full of him, and he had a feeling that he was deeply loved by her.

"I am a demon."

He spoke slowly.

"Have you heard of the Black Wolf Clan?"

Jiang Jiang thought about it and was about to nod when she realized something was wrong. This was not something a mortal woman could know.

So she shook her head.

Cen Jin didn't seem to consider the possibility that she might know this, and continued to talk to herself:

"The Black Wolf Clan was born in the extremely cold lands of the North. Their bodies are snow-white, and their eyes are like glass." Cen Jin's voice was low, with a certain ancient rhythm. "They feed on the moonlight and drink from the cold pond. Hundreds of them transform, and thousands of them attain the Tao."

This ancient race rarely reproduces, and each member of the tribe needs almost a thousand years of growth to cultivate like humans.

But the hardship of enlightenment also brought them benefits.

"Although a thousand years may sound like a long time, once the Black Wolf Clan enters the Dao, they can reach Infant Realm within a hundred years. Moreover, because they have been tempered for a thousand years, their will is strong and they are unlikely to be troubled by inner demons."

He paused after he finished speaking, as if he felt that it was a bit too much to let a girl in the Qi Chain Stage stand, so he took her to the main hall.

He lived an almost ascetic life, and Jiang Jiang even saw an ice bed in his room.

Apparently, Cen Jin also discovered that there was no place for her to sit in the main hall.

He wanted to put her on the ground covered with snow fox fur, but he felt uncomfortable.

Just a snow fox.

Could fur be as warm as he himself?

So he used his human body to release his tail and placed Jiang Jiang in the middle.

This made him feel a little satisfied, and he continued:

"The Black Wolf Clan never hides from the world. They have a strong sense of family. In order to protect the younger generations of the clan as they cultivate, they will voluntarily stay in the extremely cold land."

"But such a race was exterminated a hundred years ago."

Jiang Jiang leaned over to see the other person's expression.

Cen Jin lowered his eyes: "They are being targeted by the cultivators."

Jiang Jiangneng understood clearly that the thing that human cultivators were most worried about, besides their cultivation speed, was their inner demons, which would eventually affect their lifespan. If their cultivation speed was not as fast as their lifespan, then no matter how powerful a cultivator was, he would be nothing more than a handful of dirt.

The latter will make them become possessed by demons when they break through, which will destroy their cultivation at the very least, and even destroy their souls at the worst.

The Xuanlang clan possesses precisely these two unshakable talents—a long lifespan and a tenacious heart.

"The monks discovered that the blood of the black wolf can prolong lifespan, and its bones can be refined into magical tools to resist inner demons." Cen Jin's voice was so quiet that it was almost cold, but Jiang Jiang could sense the suppressed anger in his slightly tightened fingertips. "So, they began hunting."

At first, they only secretly captured lone members of the tribe. Later, some powerful humans even joined forces to set traps to lure the Black Wolf tribe away from the protection of the extremely cold land.

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