Chapter 926: Chapter 230: The White Tiger Family [Ten Thousand Words!]
Then a light barrier flashed by, instantly shattered, revealing a huge mountain cave.
The Little White Tiger whimpered and dashed inside.
The light barrier flashed and returned to normal.
Inside the cave, a giant White Tiger sat, looking at the Little White Tiger that had rushed to its side, with a gentle and loving gaze in its huge eyes.
It extended its tongue to lick the Little White Tiger, then lay down sideways.
The Little White Tiger whimpered, jumped up, and bit onto the nipple, eating sweetly.
It hummed contentedly while eating.
On the other side of the cave, there was another giant White Tiger, lying tiredly, its fur somewhat dull, clearly very weary or possibly gravely injured.
This was a male tiger, its size one and a half times larger than the female tiger.
Just looking at this mountain-like size, one could tell this tiger was not to be trifled with.
Both White Tigers were many times larger than normal tigers, though huge, they were beautifully streamlined, giving a very proportionate and attractive appearance.
The Little White Tiger drank sweetly until it was full.
Just as it wanted to roll over and wiggle its belly, it was slapped onto the ground by the female tiger.
It was then scolded with a whimper.
Obviously, the little fellow had sneaked out, making the mother tiger very angry. However, since the child was nursing, it’s not the time to discipline. The old saying goes, "Do not discipline at the dining table." Well, scold after eating.
Having just given birth, the mother had lost eighty-five percent of her power; it can’t be restored in the short term. The husband fought a strong enemy, gravely injured.
This little guy actually sneaked out.
Simply too disobedient.
The mother tiger pressed the little guy with her paw, scolding it with whimpers.
The male tiger opened his mouth to mediate: "Ooo oo..."
Stop scolding, the child is still young, it’s normal to be disobedient.
The mother tiger was instantly furious, roaring angrily at her dispirited husband: "Oo oo ooo..."
Playing the good guy now? Starting to be a good father now? From pregnancy to birth, how many days did you care for the child? Always indulging yourself, ignoring the child, and now that the child made a mistake, you’re playing the good guy?
Ridiculous! As the saying goes, if the child is uneducated, it’s the father’s fault. The child is disobedient now, you irresponsible father must take great responsibility...
The male tiger whimpered twice, hung his head, pretending deaf and dumb.
I didn’t hear anything... I heard nothing... so, I’m deaf, please continue...
The Little Tiger gently whimpered back, defending itself, making the mother tiger even angrier, pressing the bean-like little fellow down for a pat!
Dare to talk back!
Rebel!
The Little Tiger whimpered pitifully, enduring a motherly beating. Its ears drooped down.
Eyes pitiful and watery, pleading for mercy.
As for asking the father for help... oh, this old thing can’t be relied on at such times...
The Little Tiger understands this issue now.
The mother tiger threw a tantrum, then began interrogating.
Tell, what did you go out to do?
The Little Tiger suddenly perked up: "Ooo ooo... Ooo oo whimper..."
I met my boss, it’s so nice.
I also met two strange creatures with two legs, the one with a bulging chest didn’t want to give me milk... so mad!
The other has a really nice smell and can help me cultivate... I feel invincible now...
Huh?
Both the male tiger and the female tiger flashed serious confusion in their eyes.
Their huge eyes met, seeing deep confusion in each other’s eyes.
Living beings?
In this territory, how could there still be living beings? Weren’t they all killed?
Back when I got pregnant, your overly tense father directly went sleeplessly to clear out the territory for thousands of miles, slaughtering everything that moves and breathes.
How could there still be living beings appearing?
What exactly is going on?
Could it be a conspiracy?
Then began to question more meticulously.
The Little Tiger was asked by its parents seven or eight times, speaking until tired, falling asleep after yawning the last time.
Mentally exhausted from being asked...
Inside the cave, the male tiger and the female tiger exchanged glances, beginning to discuss the issue.
"Ooo oo?"
"Oo oo?"
"Ooo oo ooo?"
"Oo oo oo oo..."
A moment later, a decision was made.
...
The Little Tiger didn’t return for half a day, Fang Che and Yan Beihan both became alert while waiting.
Later, they simply each focused on their own cultivation, then Little Bear continued clinging to Fang Che, Yan Beihan only glanced and no longer competed.
Since Fang Che’s cultivation technique is beneficial to the little fellow, give it a bit more. No harm.
Then after cultivation, it’s another sparring session.
The sparring became increasingly intense, but Yan Beihan’s one-sided thrashing didn’t occur. Instead, both showcased their respective knowledge, fighting vigorously, then verifying each other, finding flaws, and improving efficiency.
Yan Beihan also greatly benefited.
Though Fang Che constantly intentionally concealed his skills, all his Blade Technique, Swordsmanship, including standing and walking postures, were the most perfect positions.
Over time, Yan Beihan understood much from this.
It’s an inevitable thing.
Unless Fang Che deliberately used wrong postures consistently, but once wrong postures formed into habit, to revert to fully correct ones, that’s not generally difficult.
It’s like a child stuttering for fun: once learned for a period, one would naturally stutter.
Correcting it would be incredibly difficult!
Slowly, Yan Beihan’s moves became clumsy and obscure.
