At this moment, Yun Yi's fluffy head poked over. "Master, I didn't understand what you were talking about.
But I think I heard you say that if I stay in this secret realm, I won't have to undergo heavenly tribulation. Is that true?"
Wang Daoyuan's Primordial Spirit tugged on one of his ears. "With your dignified Soul Devouring Nether Tiger bloodline, can't you show a little ambition?
Think about it: cultivate into a divine beast, go wherever you please, eat whatever you want. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
When the time comes, no matter where you go, no one will be able to stop you."
Yun Yi was somewhat tempted as well. "How many heavenly tribulations do I still need to undergo?"
"You still need three."
Yun Yi shook his head repeatedly. "Not doing it. The first two tribulations nearly cost me my life, and there are still three more?"
This plump cat with no ambition gave Wang Daoyuan quite a headache. Back when he had traveled north of the mountains, he had not had time to manage him.
The clan members had not dared to discipline him either, letting him mooch food and drink everywhere until he developed this lazy temperament.
"Forge Immortal, Flame Spirit, look after Yun Yi more often. If he refuses to cultivate, roast him over the fire."
Forge Immortal wore a wicked grin. "Rest assured, Master. Flame Spirit and I have an excellent relationship with Yun Yi. We often help him ward off the cold."
Yun Yi looked utterly dead inside. Just as he was about to protest, Wang Daoyuan grabbed him and tossed him back into Black Tortoise Lake.
"Flame Spirit, you'll often need to go out and fight for me in the future, so you naturally can't miss heavenly tribulation.
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