Flexing His Muscles

Elder Yang really liked the way Shen Jingchuan was interacting with him now—not being polite or treating him like an outsider.

Elder Yang laughed heartily and pressed a button on the armrest of the chair.

A guard strode over and stood at attention.

"Go tell the kitchen to prepare extra breakfast and bring it up right away."

The guard was puzzled, but he didn't ask any further questions. He simply responded and turned to leave.

Shen Jingchuan had his reasons for doing this. In this world, he didn't need many friends or to build up any connections. Having one or two influential people was enough.

He didn't want to curry favor with anyone, nor did he intend to bully the weak, and he had no intention of causing trouble on Earth. He would devote most of his energy and time to the other world from now on; Earth was merely his home.

To put it bluntly, this was a fallback plan he kept for himself. If he offended someone he shouldn't have in the other world and something serious happened, he could retreat back to his original position.

Therefore, he intends to operate this place as his base of operations. The method is simple: on the one hand, he will demonstrate his strength, on the other hand, he will avoid causing trouble and give out some benefits, and that will be enough.

As a dignified cultivator, he had no reason to play the coward on Earth and then slap them in the face. Those were just mortals; their fighting was like children playing house, something he utterly disdained.

He only needs to show off his muscles so that people won't dare to mess with him; there's no need for him to worry about those trivial matters every day.

Shen Jingchuan put one arm around Meng Ke's waist and looked down at her.

"Let's go to Elder Yang for breakfast. These retired cadres are very particular about nutritious meals; they know how to take care of themselves. The food should be pretty good too. I've never eaten at his house before."

Meng Ke hesitated.

"You just show up here so suddenly without giving me any advance notice. Is that really a good idea?"

Shen Jingchuan spoke with righteous indignation.

"Here's what I think: making appointments in advance and going over things so formally every time would be too distant. If we want to build rapport, it's better to be more casual. What do you think?"

Meng Ke rolled his eyes at him.

"That's too casual of you."

Shen Jingchuan didn't waste any words, raised his hand and summoned a flying sword, which hovered in front of him.

"Alright, I'll give you two choices: either ride a flying sword, or..."

Before he could finish speaking, Meng Ke grabbed his arm. "Let's go on a flying sword."

At this moment, Shen Jingchuan smiled at her, "There's another option." At the same time, he probed into the space with his Divine Sense, greeted Little Black, and released it.

As soon as Little Black appeared, it flapped its wings in the yard. The yard wasn't small to begin with, but after it came out and flapped its wings a couple of times, it seemed a bit too big for the yard.

Meng Ke was stunned on the spot, screamed, rushed over and hugged Shen Jingchuan's waist, hiding behind him.

"What... what is this?"

Shen Jingchuan smiled, pulled her from behind to the front, and led her towards Little Black. Little Black shook its head, snorted softly, and obediently lowered its head towards Shen Jingchuan.

After its upgrade, Little Black's shoulder height reached two meters, making it much taller than Shen Jingchuan and Meng Ke.

Shen Jingchuan took Meng Ke's hand and gently placed it on Little Black's face, then spoke to Little Black with his Divine Sense.

"Little Black, let me introduce you. This is my wife."

Little Black nodded, lowered its head even further, and stuck out its tongue to gently lick Meng Ke's hand.

Meng Ke was stunned. Such a tall horse, with wings and a horn on its head, he had no idea what it was.

She instinctively wanted to pull her hand away, but seeing the horse's docile appearance and then looking at Shen Jingchuan, her grip loosened.

It tickled her, which felt quite nice. She mustered up her courage and reached back to touch the soft flesh between its nostrils.

Shen Jingchuan provided the explanation from the side.

"This is my pet, and it's my friend. You can just call it Little Black Hei."

Meng Ke tentatively called out in a low voice.

"Little Black."

Little Black immediately nodded to her.

Shen Jingchuan lowered his head and asked her.

"So, are you still going to ride the flying sword?"

Meng Ke shook his head vigorously, but his eyes were glued to Little Black.

"No, I want to ride it."

She then remembered something and looked up at the sky.

"But Jingchuan, isn't it too conspicuous to fly in the sky in broad daylight?"

Shen Jingchuan only said two words.

"I'm not afraid."

He sheathed his flying sword, picked Meng Ke up in his arms, and with a light leap, landed steadily on Little Black's back. He placed her in front of him and put his arm around her waist.

"Little Black, go in the direction I told you to."

Little Black's voice rang directly in his mind.

"Yes, Master."

Shen Jingchuan used his Divine Sense to clearly transmit the location of Elder Yang.

Little Black sank its four hooves down, then suddenly straightened its body, its broad wings spread out with a whoosh, and with a powerful flap, the trees in the yard were blown about by the wind, and the flowers and plants suffered, falling to the ground.

It took off, quickly gained speed, and with a single flap of its wings, it was as fast as lightning.

The journey of several miles was over in the blink of an eye. Pedestrians on the road only felt a gust of wind pass by and didn't see anything clearly at all.

Once above Elder Yang's courtyard, Little Black slowed down and descended gently.

The guards in the courtyard heard the commotion, looked up and saw a Big Black with wings descending from the sky. They were all dumbfounded and hurriedly ran over.

In the courtyard, the eleven armed guards reacted swiftly, instantly forming a battle formation, their guns raised in unison, aimed at the Little Black in mid-air.

Who goes there!

"Leave now, or we'll shoot!"

Shen Jingchuan didn't respond, but patted Little Black's neck, letting it continue to slowly fall down.

The guard sergeant was both startled and anxious as the dark figure loomed down. Seeing that his leader's safety was about to be threatened, he gritted his teeth and suddenly swung his hand downwards.

"Shot!"

Da da--

More than a dozen fully automatic rifles simultaneously spat fire, bullets raining down on Little Black.

As soon as Little Black was attacked, its Yao Qi energy surged, forming a protective shield. At the same time, its eyes suddenly sharpened, and the single horn on its head flashed with lightning, crackling and gathering electricity as it lowered its head to strike downwards.

Shen Jingchuan quickly used his Divine Sense to stop it.

"Little Black, don't do it, this is a misunderstanding. These are all friends, we can't hurt them."

Little Black Hei reluctantly withdrew the lightning, snorted, and finally listened.

At this moment, the Spiritual Power shield on its body had been expanded, and the semi-transparent light shield, almost imperceptible, blocked all the bullets outside.

The bullet struck it, sending sparks flying, but it couldn't penetrate the shell at all.

Its current cultivation level is equivalent to that of Foundation Establishment cultivator. Moreover, the defensive capabilities of a spirit beast of the same level are already more robust than those of a human cultivator. In its eyes, these ordinary rifles are no different from tickling an itch.

Shen Jingchuan let them fight for a while before calmly channeling his Spiritual Power and shouting into the courtyard. His voice, imbued with Spiritual Qi, clearly drowned out the gunshots.

"Elder Yang, it's me!"