CHAPTER 98: CHAPTER 98: LITTLE QINGHUA

It’s a pity that Black Red Pandas are quite rare themselves, and their Petification probability is extremely low, so cultivators with Black Red Panda pets are very few.

Even many big forces cannot obtain a Black Red Panda, and can only seek other alternatives.

It’s said that a high-level cultivator spent all his savings to buy over ten thousand Black Red Pandas, some rare, some very rare, and killed them all in one day. But not a single one was petified.

Additionally, Black Red Pandas are naturally suspicious, so they’re hard to catch and train. There have even been instances where captured Black Red Pandas died of starvation, so this creature, although low level, is truly difficult to handle.

Chen Guan looked over and thought that one was likely a Black Red Panda, but he didn’t have much intention about it.

First of all, the cliffs were insurmountable, and he didn’t have the skill to kill a Black Red Panda. Secondly, the chance of petification was too low. If Qin Ziyu came to kill, there might be a chance, but for him, it would be futile.

Maybe because it knew Chen Guan couldn’t reach, the Black Red Panda wasn’t scared and just lay at the cave entrance sunbathing, watching the Warring States barking at it without any panic.

Ignoring it, Chen Guan told Warring States not to bark anymore and went back inside the cave to continue cultivating the Secret Technique of One.

The Pure Yang Land is different; the primordial energy here carries a Pure Yang attribute. The abundance and quality of primordial energy here are unmatched by other places. Chen Guan feels like the primordial energy he absorbs during cultivation is even more than that produced by the Secret God’s emergence, and the effect is better.

Chen Guan thought about whether he could raise his level to 8 before hatching a Secret Spirit.

For several days, Chen Guan would occasionally hear Warring States barking. Every time the Black Red Panda showed up, Chen Guan got used to it, and gradually, the barking became less frequent, so Chen Guan stopped paying attention.

This day, Warring States barked fiercely again, forcing Chen Guan to come out of the cave once more.

Originally, he thought the Black Red Panda had appeared again, but he didn’t see it. Instead, there was a Five Black Dog confronting Warring States, barking at each other on the stone steps leading to the platform outside the cave.

Five Black Dogs are a type of guard dog, and this one was clearly a petified Secret Spirit, meant to be someone’s pet.

As Chen Guan was observing, he saw a figure coming along the stone steps, yelling from afar: "Momo, what are you doing here? Come back quickly."

Chen Guan saw the person wearing a green robe, with hair tied in a bun, like a Daoist nun, but too young with a baby-faced, collagen-filled round face.

Seeing this person’s appearance, Chen Guan was slightly stunned, wanted to turn away, but it was too late.

"Brother Guan, what are you doing here?" The little Daoist nun saw Chen Guan and immediately beamed with excitement, holding her Five Black Dog, running over.

With a wry smile, Chen Guan turned around and said to the little Daoist nun: "Little Qinghua, why are you here?"

This little Daoist nun Chen Guan knew. She grew up on the same street as him when she was dragging two snot trails under her nose, she followed him everywhere.

Chen Guan took her to do all sorts of mischievous things like catching fish in the river and stealing bird eggs from trees. Little Qinghua was definitely his little accomplice.

A few years ago, her family moved away, and since then they hadn’t seen each other.

Little Qinghua’s real name is Tian Qinghua, but Chen Guan and the kids on the street all called her Little Qinghua, because she was short and small, and very few remembered her real name.

Chen Guan didn’t want anyone to know he’d come to Holy Lamp Mountain, so he’d kept a low profile since arriving. He truly hadn’t expected to meet a familiar face here.

Even with a mask and hat on, Little Qinghua recognized him at a glance.

"My dad found a master for me, I’m learning cultivation here." Little Qinghua said excitedly upon seeing Chen Guan.

"Hold on, I recall you’re younger than me, aren’t you eighteen yet? How are you in the Secret Realm?" Chen Guan suddenly thought of this question.

"I am, thirty days younger than you, but I turned eighteen last month and entered the Secret Realm to come to Holy Lamp Mountain." Little Qinghua looked at Chen Guan, saying: "Brother Guan, did you come to Holy Lamp Mountain also to find a master like me?"

"No, no one would take someone like me. I’m just staying here for a few days." Chen Guan quickly replied.

After leaving the academy and entering the Secret Realm, there were no public institutions anymore, but some high-level cultivators would run private institutions, nominally accepting students, much like private schools, but at a fee.

The advantage is that the master provides their students with resources like Secret Techniques, Fighting Techniques, teaching them cultivation without needing them to hunt Secret Spirits.

Of course, the better the treatment, the more it costs. Only wealthy people could follow this path, not someone like Chen Guan.

Now Chen Guan realized Little Qinghua wasn’t much younger, just petite and adorable, giving the impression she was younger.

Now Little Qinghua wasn’t short at all. Although not as tall as Xiu Yingmei or Ji Nanhong, she was about 167 cm.

In this era, that height among girls is below average but not considered short. Her baby face, seemingly thirteen or fourteen, made her look naive, innocent, suggesting a younger age.

"Brother Guan, why don’t you join my master’s school, we can cultivate together?" Little Qinghua happily suggested.

"No thanks, I have other plans." Chen Guan quickly refused, unable to afford it.

"Right, Little Qinghua, this time I secretly came to Golden City Mountain. Please don’t mention it to anyone." Chen Guan made an excuse to have Little Qinghua keep it a secret.

They grew up together, and Chen Guan trusted Little Qinghua, knowing she could be relied on. She never betrayed him, even taking the blame for many of his misdeeds.

"I understand, Auntie loves you dearly, wouldn’t want you far or in danger." Little Qinghua quickly assured him: "Brother Guan, rest assured, I won’t mention your presence here to anyone."

They chatted for a while until Little Qinghua heard someone calling for her from the mountain, reluctantly saying goodbye.

"Brother Guan, I have to attend morning class, I’ll visit you later to catch up." Little Qinghua said, leading her Five Black Dog away, occasionally turning back to glance at Chen Guan.

Seeing Chen Guan still watching her leave, Little Qinghua waved: "Brother Guan, I’ll come to find you later."