God of Pets-Chapter 611: Gave You a Chance, But You Blew It

Chapter 611: Chapter 611: Gave You a Chance, But You Blew It

Just as she was about to plunge into the Cloud Sea, Ximen Bing was terrified to the point of desperation, yet completely powerless, unable to control her own body, and her Secret Skill and secret skills couldn’t be activated, nor could she summon her pet.

The Ghost Palanquin drifted over, Chen Guan sat inside, reached out to grab Ximen Bing’s collar, and pulled her back, preventing her from falling into the Cloud Sea.

"Mom... for... quick... nest... don’t... roc... nest..." Ximen Bing was both startled and angry, shouting for Chen Guan to let go of her, but her eyes were tilted, mouth askew, unable to speak clearly.

"With your current appearance, wanting to be my Ninth Concubine is out of the question. You even wanted me to touch you—keep dreaming." Chen Guan, holding Ximen Bing in one hand, produced a mirror with the other and placed it in front of her.

Ximen Bing glanced with slanted eyes and felt as though she was struck by lightning, feeling as if the sky were collapsing.

The reflection showed her with tilted eyes and an askew mouth, drooling, hands shriveled like chicken claws—a classic case of severe cerebral palsy, nowhere near her usual beauty and charm.

"Mom... pair... nest... sit... le... what..." Ximen Bing wanted to die; if she had to live with this appearance, she’d rather choose death.

Chen Guan paid her no mind, first releasing a sand eagle to catch the flying sword in the air.

What a find, a Level 60 Supreme Secret Treasure Sword inlaid with thirteen Secret Skill Cores, and surprisingly all thirteen are auxiliary skills, ensuring it won’t wear out quickly.

With the enhancement from these thirteen Secret Skill Cores, this "Flying Immortal Sword’s" flight speed is likely much faster than that of a Level 60 Secret God Sword.

Though its destructive power is slightly lacking, it truly flies fast.

"A fine thing." Chen Guan gladly accepted it.

Originally intending only to obtain Ximen Bing’s set of "Ghost Immortal Step" formulas, now acquiring a Flying Immortal Sword as well.

"With your current appearance, you’re not even qualified to be my Ninth Concubine anymore; consider this Flying Immortal Sword my reward for saving your life. Go your way later." Chen Guan gave Ximen Bing back control of her body and tossed her out of the Ghost Palanquin.

Ximen Bing, suspended in mid-air, quickly summoned a fat pig capable of flying and rode on its winged back.

Ignoring the loss of the Flying Immortal Sword to Chen Guan, she quickly pulled out a mirror to inspect her face.

Seeing her tilted eyes and askew mouth, still drooling, she felt dizzy as if the world were spinning, almost fainting.

"Don’t... don’t leave..." Seeing the Ghost Palanquin drifting away, Ximen Bing hurriedly urged the fat pig’s flapping wings to pursue.

"Stop chasing me; with your appearance, you’re not qualified to be my Ninth Concubine. Go home." Chen Guan waved to the pursuing Ximen Bing, signaling her to leave.

"Um... man... begging... you..." Ximen Bing struggled to speak.

"Begging won’t help; with your appearance, you cannot be a concubine anymore. I gave you an opportunity before, but you failed to seize it; now you have no chance." Chen Guan said tranquilly.

"Eight fit... nest... nest give... Ghost Immortal Step... begging... nest..." Ximen Bing was furious but had to suppress her anger, struggling to speak.

"That’s not quite right; I’ve already taken the Flying Immortal Sword, and you offering your Ghost Immortal Step—is that appropriate?" Chen Guan pretended not to take advantage.

Ximen Bing yearned to slap Chen Guan dead, but knew she was no match.

This individual, with peculiar methods and bizarre thoughts, was an unknown character—causing both hatred and fear within her, she reluctantly muttered: "It’s fine... it’s fine..."

"Well then, I’ll rescue you again. Who can resist being kind-hearted? Thank the heavens for allowing you to meet such a great person today; otherwise, you’d be in dire straits." Chen Guan reached for Ximen Bing.

Ximen Bing held back her impulse to dodge, allowing Chen Guan to grasp her wrist.

The next moment, Ximen Bing felt her body numb again, but her facial spasms improved greatly, and she wasn’t drooling anymore.

"Explain the ’Ghost Immortal Step’ clearly, if not accurate, you won’t merely have tilted eyes and an askew mouth—you could face incontinence." Chen Guan threatened.

"Benefactor, how could I deceive you? I’m sincerely expressing my gratitude, with no words of error or omission." Ximen Bing, secretly plotting, shivered at the thought upon hearing Chen Guan’s words.

"Then proceed." Chen Guan brought her into the Ghost Palanquin, heading toward Mei City while Ximen Bing recited the formulas.

Ximen Bing had no choice but to recite the formula for the "Ghost Immortal Step," along with various crucial details needed during cultivation.

Formulas were just one aspect; how to combine, use, and sequence them are intricacies where if done even slightly wrong, significant issues could arise.

Chen Guan noted everything Ximen Bing said, then began extracting and testing her response, checking if she would contradict herself.

Temporary alterations, when questioned repeatedly, quickly reveal flaws.

However, Ximen Bing responded fluently, recited several times without errors or omissions.

Once Chen Guan felt adequate, they were near Mei City, far enough to see a mountain peak emerging from the Cloud Sea, adorned with blooming plum blossoms.

The mountains emit plum blossom fragrance; buildings partially hidden among them exhibit an immortal dwelling ambiance.

Mei City lacks city walls, but doesn’t need them; aside from the mountain where Mei City resides, no suitable foothold exists, rendering walls irrelevant.

However, Mei City has a defense system, with a city defense shield offering defensive capabilities.

"Benefactor, you should believe by now that the ’Ghost Immortal Step’ I gave you is real, right? Can you release me now?" Ximen Bing asked through gritted teeth.

"Certainly." Chen Guan undone the restrictions on Ximen Bing, restoring her freedom.

This time, Ximen Bing didn’t flee immediately; firstly, the Flying Immortal Sword lay with Chen Guan, so escape speed was limited.

Secondly, learning from last time’s mistake, she did not plan for immediate escape, quickly examining her reflection.

Indeed, in the mirror, though Ximen Bing wasn’t drooling, nor were her eyes skewed; her cheek sagged, corner of the mouth slightly twisted, appearing like a triangular-eye crooked-mouth old hag—it was terribly unsightly.

"I already gave you the Ghost Immortal Step; heal my face!" Ximen Bing urgently exclaimed.

"No rush. I must first practice the Ghost Immortal Step; if it’s successful and poses no issue, come find me later." Chen Guan replied casually.

Ximen Bing thought, "Searching you is like chasing ghosts; I don’t even know who you are, where to find you?"

She felt frustrated and anxious yet helpless, lamenting her misfortune of encountering such a person—worse than the pretentious King Shenwu.

The King Shenwu only wanted the Ghost Immortal Step, but this person, despite seizing both the Ghost Immortal Step and Flying Immortal Sword, wouldn’t fix her face.

In retrospect, she’d rather fall into King Shenwu’s hands.

Thinking about it summoned the King Shenwu’s Black-Backed Turtle, unaware of its approach toward the Ghost Palanquin, drawing near them.