When a Western Fantasy Witch Traveled to the Immortal Cultivation World and Became the King of Scrol

Chapter 67: Spiritual Beasts
"Zhuangzhuang!" He shouted to the bull again with his last hope.

Perhaps his voice was too sad, Zhuangzhuang finally reacted. He took the time to turn his head and gave him a look, and mooed as a response. Then he turned his head to Zhou Ling, wagged his tail as if to please her, and blinked his big wet eyes, looking very obedient.

Niu Qing was desperate, he couldn't understand what the problem was. Zhuangzhuang was his best partner in this life, he didn't even have the master-servant mark of the spirit beast contract with it, they had been friends since childhood, how could such a thing happen at this critical moment!

But fortunately, he is a disciple of the Beast Taming Sect, and the sect’s unique beast taming technique can contract multiple spirit beasts.

Junior Sister Zhou thought that he was the only opponent on the stage, and if she could restrain his spiritual power, she would definitely win?

He didn't even need to use his spiritual power to summon other spirit beasts from the spirit beast bag.

Focus your mind and silently recite the name of Taohu.

The spirit beast bag hanging around the waist moved immediately. Even though the owner did not use spiritual power to open it, the spirit beast inside felt the master's call and was struggling desperately, trying to break through the restrictions of the spirit beast bag and come out to help the master.

Zhou Ling naturally also noticed the abnormality in his spirit beast bag. He became anxious and couldn't wait to use his spiritual power to throw the man down.

But Senior Brother Niu, who was usually calm and steady, suddenly became cunning at this moment. Having no spiritual power at all, he immediately dropped the sword in his hand and ran away.

Instead of running somewhere else, he went straight to Zhuangzhuang!

Zhou Ling was silent, standing there staring blankly at Senior Brother Niu who was clinging to the cow's belly.

This damn desire to win, so in order to win, even someone like Senior Brother Niu can do whatever it takes and ignore his image?
"If you have the guts, just throw me and Zhuangzhuang down together!" Niu Qing, who was hugging the cow's belly tightly and being protected by Zhuangzhuang, was extremely arrogant for a moment.

"Do you think I don't dare?!" Zhou Ling almost laughed out loud.

Zhuangzhuang estimated that it weighed at least 300 to 400 kilograms. It was a bit heavy, but she had sufficient spiritual power reserves now, so throwing a man and a cow should be no problem.

Zhou Ling summoned a ray of spiritual light, which hit the cow and the man, covering them completely, and prepared to carry them away and throw them down together.

But after it was completely covered, Zhou Ling raised his hand and almost sprained his waist!

What the hell?
Not moving at all?

It was like she was trying to lift a mountain with her spiritual power!

"Haha! My Zhuangzhuang has a trace of the Mountain Shaking Bull's bloodline, so he can be considered a descendant of the ancient mythical beast. Do you want to lift it? Dream on!"

Niu Qing hid under the cow's belly and laughed loudly.

The spirit beast bag around his waist moved violently again. After struggling for a while, the gluttonous tiger finally broke through the formation of the spirit beast bag, roared and rushed out, and landed on the ring.

A burly tiger with shiny hair stood majestically with its head held high. The tiger's head was slightly different from the usual tigers, being a circle larger than that of an ordinary tiger. The hair on its head was also very peculiar, with red, orange, silver and white highlights, giving it a perfect appearance. Moreover, its hair and beard were all standing up, which was quite intimidating.

Of course, if he hadn't been standing on the stage, protecting Niu Qing behind him, and hadn't suddenly stopped halfway through his roar at Zhou Ling, his intimidation would have been a bit stronger...

"Roar! Keep on roaring! Why are you stopping!" Niu Qing, who had already gotten off the cow's belly, was now hiding behind his beloved gluttonous tiger. This was his most powerful spirit beast, and he was full of confidence in releasing it to fight.

But now, his baby got stuck in the middle of his roar, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

The gluttonous tiger ignored him, but when it looked at Zhou Ling, its body trembled!
It slowly retracted its bared teeth and closed its mouth. It slowly adjusted its attacking posture on the ground, with its four paws standing in a row, looking incredibly well-behaved.

Zhou Ling: "..." What should I do? Suddenly, she got goosebumps. Why did she see a tiger with a strong man acting like a spoiled child?

She was still worried that she might not be able to beat this big guy if he was released, but the next second she was worried that if this big guy rushed over and tilted his head to rub against her, would she touch him? Or touch him? Or touch him?
"Junior Sister Zhou, what methods did you use? Why did my spirit beasts continue to be captured by you?!"

Niu Qing's face was extremely depressed at this moment. He seemed to have been drained of all his strength. His arms were drooping, his head was slightly lowered, and he looked like he wanted to die with a clear mind.

After all, he wanted to win. This was only the second round of the Dao Sect Competition. With his strength, it would not be a problem for him to at least make it into the top ten. So, in order to win, he released his two most proud and powerful spirit beasts.

But in the end, the spirit beast was released, but it was not helping its master!
If he didn't have to save face, he would have wanted to find a place to cry.

"I may know why your Zhuangzhuang didn't hit me, because my family also has a cow, a female, and she is always close to me. Your Zhuangzhuang may have smelled or sensed the scent of my cow, so he has a good impression of her. But I don't know about you, the tiger..."

Zhou Ling was also very puzzled. Her family didn't have a tigress, and tigers and cows were not close. The tiger didn't attack her. It couldn't be because her family had cows.

"So that's why. Well, I've solved the mystery. I admit defeat willingly."

Niu Qing just felt that he had a bitter smile on his face and couldn't control his expression at all.

The friend who has been with him since childhood turned out to be a guy who values ​​women over friendship.

Forget it, it was just bad luck that he met Zhou Ling, a man whose family raises cattle. What else can he say?

Niu Qing left the stage sadly, and the audience cheered.

"Senior Brother Niu, thank you for giving me that opportunity!" Zhou Ling thanked him from behind, feeling very happy in her heart.

She knew what the audience were cheering for. This time, the Taoist competition was chosen to be held in Wan Dao Zhong, which was considered as the entire cultivation world repaying her a favor. Therefore, she received quite a lot of attention in this competition.

During the Dao Sect Competition, although gambling tables for competitions were not allowed to be set up in the sects involved, no one would care if they were set up outside the sects. Zhou Ling and her mother were honest people. They thought that since gambling tables were not allowed to be set up in the sects, they would not gamble.

But there were few people in Zhijian Peak and the news was blocked. After they finished the first game, they found out that those who wanted to make some money from this game had already bet on the winner and loser outside the sect.

Although I have that little bit of money, I missed the opportunity to bet on myself to win, and it feels like I lost 100 million.

So for the second game, the mother and daughter ran out early to place their bets, betting all on themselves to win. Even if they lost, it didn't matter, as long as they had fun.

Now it’s okay, we won, and looking at the expressions of the people in the spectator seats, most of them had sullen faces, it seems that we won a lot this time.

More spirit stones were about to be put into his purse, and Zhou Ling was so excited that even the injuries on his body didn't hurt so much anymore. He limped off the stage with his left leg and hopped, preparing to find a corner to sit down in the spectator seats first, repair the injury on his leg to the point where he could walk normally, and then go back to his own peak to eat.

"She...did she see us? Why is she walking straight towards us?"

"Let's go, let's go back. I don't want to stay here and get entangled with the little girl."

A row of big men who had hidden themselves in a corner and were watching the fight, saw Zhou Ling walking towards them with an expressionless face. They panicked for a moment and then dispersed.

Only Sheng Yuan sat upright in his original position, silently watching Zhou Ling approach step by step.

(End of this chapter)