The Daily Life of the Immortal King

Little Silver didn't believe a word Loopy Toad said; his first reaction was that this Dog Two had to be lying – making money at Master's level was too easy. How could he possibly be poor!

Little Silver in fact had mistakenly assumed this whole time that a modern cultivator's income level was based on their realm: the higher their realm, the higher their income. Grenade-Throwing, for example, had yet to reach Itinerant Immortal level, but was already flush with cash and didn't blink at spending several million a month! How could Master lose out to him!

Seeing the suspicion written all over Little Silver's face, the corner of Loopy Toad's eye couldn't help twitching; it had known that this guy wouldn't believe it.

Actually, Little Master Ling was pretty miserly and frugal; he wasn't extravagant and he meticulously calculated his spending down to the penny. All of this was due to the values and views on spending which Father Wang and Mother Wang had instilled in him at a young age.

Boys should be raised to be thrifty; this was how Father Wang and Mother Wang educated Wang Ling when it came to money. Although Father Wang's revenue was high, he still only gave Wang Ling a fixed amount of pocket money each month so that Wang Ling would understand that making money wasn't easy. This was something most people wouldn't comprehend until they started working themselves.

This was particularly true of people like Wang Ling's peers; most of them might not come from money like Lotus Sun's family, but at least they didn't have to worry about food or clothing nowadays, and until they got internships in university, they didn't have to worry about getting a job or making money. For most kids, these concerns seemed too far away, but time would fly by very quickly.

As parents, Father Wang and Mother Wang were unable to help Wang Ling control his primordial qi, but at least they had spared no effort in helping him establish his values as he matured.

It was very easy for a person to start thinking differently after obtaining absolute power. Father Wang wrote books and had seen plenty of these types of stories, while Mother Wang who had been a writer before was also very good at thinking up scenarios. The couple had previously wondered what would happen if Wang Ling turned into a chuuni devil…

When Wang Ling had been young, they had even dreamed several times of Wang Ling floating in the air as he roared at the swarm of human cultivators below him: Ants! Why should I, Wang Ling, explain myself to you?!

Mother Wang had shared this story with Loopy Toad when she had taken it out on a walk and stopped to get groceries on the way.

Every time Loopy Toad thought about this, it couldn't help the way the green fur all over its body shook.

But there was no way it would expose its Little Master Ling's shortcoming in front of Little Silver.

There was a very important condition attached to the spirit beast contract: no matter the situation, they should never tear their owners down! There were some things you might discern, but which you shouldn't talk about – Dog Two was very clear on this point.

Little Silver might not believe it now, but it was just a matter of time.

Heaving an inward sigh, Loopy Toad used its swallowing spell to regurgitate the spirit beast contract which little master had given to it to pass to Little Silver.

"Wow! Master wants to sign the contract with me!" The moment Little Silver saw it, he fairly jumped to his feet in excitement!

He picked Loopy Toad off the floor and hugged it, rubbing its head wildly and yelling, "You dog bapi! I never thought you'd be so reliable this time!"

"…"

Loopy Toad squinted and said helplessly, "Go easy… I've been shedding pretty badly recently. If you rub anymore, I'll go bald!"

Little Silver: "It's fine, it's fine! If you go bald, we can learn from Lord Island's livestream and form our own team and call ourselves <anno data-annotation-id="3332f52c-c2d8-4303-bedf-304d120540a8">Deyinse</anno>."

Loopy Toad: "…"

Little Silver loosened his grip and put Loopy Toad down. "By the way, how do I sign the contract?"

Loopy Toad shook as it immediately realized that this was Little Silver's first time signing a contract and he thus didn't know the process… In fact, it had also been Loopy Toad's first time – it used to be a true blue demon king, after all! When would it ever have signed a spirit beast contract with a human before? Naturally, the same was true for Little Silver; as a holy beast, and very likely the only one left in the world today, he had an even more prestigious identity.

But there were some things you never forgot after doing it once.

Loopy Toad spoke on the side. "There are two copies of the contract, a thumbprint in blood is fine."

"Oh! That's easy!"

Little Silver straightaway bit his thumb open and deftly marked both copies.

The contract took effect immediately. Both copies turned into gold particles that then dispersed in front of Little Silver. When he came back to his senses, the contents of the contract had already appeared in his head.

Each word was vivid in his mind and like a brand on his soul.

Little Silver had signed the contract so fast that Loopy Toad was dumbstruck. "You put down your thumbprint just like that? Without looking at the contents of the agreement?"

Little Silver waved his hand. "What's there to look at in a Big Thigh Contract?"

Loopy Toad: "Big… Big Thigh Contract?"

Little Silver looked at Loopy Toad in surprise. "Didn't you sign the contract in order to hug a <anno data-annotation-id="0fb022a9-9b55-4d8e-93e1-8db72a3019a3">thigh</anno>?"

Loopy Toad was silent: "…" It couldn't deny it!

After signing the contract, Little Silver closed his eyes and felt the link to Master take shape in the depths of his soul, as if they were bound together by an invisible thread.

In the eight thousand years that he had been alive, not a single day had gone by that Little Silver hadn't felt dread after the extinction of the holy beasts. This contract, however, gave him a sense of fulfilment and safety.

Little Silver tsked. "The contract feels very mystical! Even if Master isn't with me, it feels like I'm sleeping next to him!"

Loopy Toad: "…"

This was the first time Loopy Toad had heard such a description… but though it sounded crude, it did actually make sense!

Loopy Toad: "From now on, when you find yourself in a dangerous situation you can't handle, you can directly use the power of the contrat to call for Little Master Ling, understand?"

"Of course I do! The moment the contract was formed, I knew everything!" Hands on his waist, Little Silver laughed gleefully. "Hahaha… I don't have anything to be afraid of now no matter how reckless I am."

Loopy Toad: "You better behave yourself…"

After all, it wasn't like every Death-Courting Senior was called Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal…

After Loopy Toad and Little Silver talked for a bit in the basement, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's voice drifted down from the first floor. "Brother Dog? Why not stay for lunch?"

"Alright," replied Loopy Toad.

No prize for guessing what they would be eating…

First of all, lunch was bound to be Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's favorite food, broccoli, and secondly, Little Silver would be getting takeout.

As expected, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal quickly replied, "I have broccoli I just harvested. If Brother Dog doesn't like it, Brother Little Silver can share his takeout with you. We don't have dog food here, I hope you don't mind."

"It's fine, it's fine, Senior Immortal, you're too polite," said Loopy Toad.

After that, it turned to Little Silver. "What do you normally order to eat?"

Little Silver spread his hands and answered as if it was a matter of course, "Just from the shops nearby. I did a round of orders, the food actually tastes pretty good."

Roughly half an hour later, a truck drove into Wenxian Garden villa estate.

This entire truck…

… Was loaded with Little Silver's takeout!

<annotations style="display: none;"><ol class="tinymce-annotation-container"><li data-annotation-id="3332f52c-c2d8-4303-bedf-304d120540a8">This is adapted from Deyunshe or 'Deyun Club,' which is a Chinese comedy performance group. The 'yinse' used here means 'silver color.'</li><li data-annotation-id="0fb022a9-9b55-4d8e-93e1-8db72a3019a3">A reminder that this means to curry favor with someone more powerful.</li></ol></annotations>",