Chapter 3: The Holy Beast Lord

In this moment of peering, the look of astonishment in his eyes intensified. On the platform paved with white jade, there were also those extremely precious crystal cups and the peculiar white stools that resembled neither jade nor wood, as well as two strange black boxes, and of course, that odd object emitting sunlight, which kept the poisonous mist at bay with its solar-like radiance

No way! No way! I certainly do not want to risk my life for this scoundrel! This scoundrel must break through the mortal realm to achieve eternity! Otherwise, I would truly be at a loss!

Hmm, I cannot say this out loud, lest this good-for-nothing finds a reason to threaten me in return! How should I encourage this good-for-nothing to work hard on his training? At his age, he has only reached the third level of body refinement, truly pathetic!" The big frog stared at Zhang Zhongjun, various thoughts flashing through his mind, but he remained silent.

The big green frog opened its mouth, and a magnificent black grand chair appeared just like that. Then it hopped onto the chair, crossed its legs, and once again expelled a cigar. After exhaling a puff of smoke, it asked with a sideways glance:

"Quack! How did you come back to life? I didn't cast a resurrection spell on you!" The big green frog first pointed at Zhang Zhongjun and shouted, but before Zhang Zhongjun could react, the big green frog began to mutter to itself, "Wait, wait, what spell did I cast earlier? Damn it! This body's brain capacity is too small, it's such a hassle! I just cast a spell, and I've forgotten it in an instant!"

Only Zhang Zhongjun soon felt a surge of frustration: "Alas, although my father has never made a definitive statement, Zhang Shu, my father's right-hand man, has said that I have no aptitude for cultivation at all. Since then, my father has stopped forcing me to practice and no longer makes me take those bitter medicinal soups. This indicates that I truly lack the aptitude for cultivation. In such a situation, will the Holy Beast Lord have a way to resolve this?"

The big frog was walking while murmuring to itself, but its body suddenly came to a halt, and the cigar fell to the ground once again

Zhang Zhongjun remained silent, merely observing, and soon began to study the physical appearance of the large frog

Ah! What the hell! What I just used was not the technique of possession, but rather the technique of life co-existence! In other words, my future life is now linked with this street punk? This mortal's life is too short and trivial, I have suffered a great loss!

Zhang Zhongjun maintained a respectful demeanor on his face, yet inside he was extremely excited, his fingers nearly pinching his thigh to the point of swelling

Seeing the smoking stick roll to his feet, he couldn't help but feel a bit curious, yet he dared not touch it. Instead, he watched the big frog while stealing glances at the cigar.

The Lord of the Sacred Beast has already saved your life, yet you dare to demand that it resolve the issue of your cultivation aptitude? Zhang Zhongjun, how dare you act in such a manner, it is truly insatiable greed!

Apart from the reason for falling into this poisonous mist abyss, everything else has been made clear

Zhang Zhongjun carefully observed from the chair, respectfully saying: "Senior, I am Zhang Zhongjun, a disciple of the Zhang family from Zuofeng County in Longshi Prefecture. Today is the 3rd day of the 4th month in the 54th year of the Jiade era, and the Jiade Emperor is in court."

Zhang Zhongjun is merely a well-protected fourteen-year-old child, who, despite having his own thoughts, still possesses the nature of a young child

"Emperor? Is there really no cultivator in this world?" The big green frog expressed a hint of doubt. However, it casually said, "Kid, do you want to cultivate? It can make you the most formidable person in this world."

"Wait a moment, let me think it over carefully!" said the big green frog, as it conjured up a cigar once more, which lit itself automatically. Then, while puffing on the cigar, it began to pace around Zhang Zhongjun, dragging its claws.

But what can be done? With such poor qualifications, he does not want his loved ones to worry about his issues. If there is no ambition, then so be it; this way, both his father and sister Yue'er can be much more at ease.

What kind of person is the big frog? At the first glance, it noticed the expression in Zhang Zhongjun's eyes, which revealed no trace of surprise or fear, only curiosity. This made even the well-informed big frog pause in astonishment.

Looking at the scene just a hundred meters away, where a thick black poisonous fog looms, Zhang Zhongjun felt an increase in his sorrow. This is a bottomless abyss; even if one does not die, escaping is as difficult as ascending to the heavens. If he cannot find a way out soon, Sister Yue'er will surely be very sad

If outsiders were to learn that a sacred beast is hidden beneath this poisonous mist abyss, not to mention the authorities, even the common people would attempt to enter this poisonous mist abyss in search of the sacred beast

Wow, the skin color of this holy beast senior is so beautiful, the white areas are as snow-white as jade, the green areas are as green as emerald, smooth with a sheen, truly beautiful. Zhang Zhongjun was filled with emotion

The peculiar object that the great beast lord is biting, resembling a wooden stick, also emits smoke after being ignited

No, I cannot be agitated. My father once advised me that in doing anything, one must not be impulsive. I must calm down. Zhang Zhongjun carefully controlled his breathing, and his emotions gradually settled. He once again maintained a standard kneeling posture, while cautiously observing the movements of the large frog and carefully scrutinizing the surroundings.

Upon reflecting on this, Zhang Zhongjun's heart finally settled into tranquility. Over the years, he had grown accustomed to not causing trouble for others. After encountering the giant frog, he could not help but fantasize about receiving guidance from the revered beast to resolve his issues with cultivation aptitude. However, years of disappointment led him to discard this thought entirely. The lack of ambition was the assessment given to him by the elders in the residence, who looked at him with expressions of exasperation, as if lamenting his failure to meet expectations.

Zhang Zhongjun showed no signs of surprise; instead, he grinned and respectfully bowed, saying: "Did you, senior, save me? I thank you for your life-saving grace, senior!"

I wonder if I could take this esteemed beast as my master? Since this great beast is willing to save me, it must also be willing to teach me the ways of cultivation, right? Indeed, even if I cannot formally become a disciple, having the great beast offer some guidance would surely be immensely beneficial! Perhaps I could even break through the bottleneck of the third level of body refinement! The reason for my demise was precisely because I was perceived as a useless person. If I had the guidance of a great beast, there would be a significant possibility for this useless individual to transform into something valuable.

Zhang Zhongjun remained silent, sitting quietly, his gaze following the movements of the large frog, his heart filled with surprise. For someone like Zhang Zhongjun, who comes from an exceptional family, the legends of the sacred beasts were not unfamiliar. He had always regarded these stories or legends as real. In his understanding, the large frog before him, which could speak, act like a human, and conjure up strange and wondrous things, was indeed a sacred beast

Although Zhang Zhongjun was extremely curious, he did not pay particular attention to it. Instead, he respectfully waited for the great frog to speak, as this sacred beast was his savior, and he also wished to take the sacred beast as his master

Young man, what is your name, and how did you end up in this place? What year is it outside now? Who rules the world?