"Qiao'er, your cultivation is still too shallow. It's only natural that you can't contract the Heavenly Spirit Fox for now..."
Looking at his dejected granddaughter, the white-robed old man comforted her with a loving expression.
The red-clad girl pouted and said indignantly, "Since Senior Brother Murong could contract an eleventh-level Demon King at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, why can't I?"
Murong Tongxuan?
A strange glint flashed through the white-robed old man's eyes, but it quickly vanished. He shook his head dismissively and scoffed. "That brat Murong Tongxuan was purely lucky..."
The red-clad girl widened her eyes and said stubbornly, "Once my injuries heal, I'll come back and contract the Heavenly Fox King."
"Fine, fine. Grandpa will come with you."
The white-robed old man nodded with a smile.
Seeing Chen Changming still waiting outside the valley, the white-robed old man asked curiously, "Chen Shan, why are you still here?"
"Thank you, Senior, for saving my life just now."
Chen Changming hurriedly bowed.
"Haha, such a small matter—why mention it?" The white-robed old man smiled and cautioned Chen Changming, "Be more careful in the future. Never enter this eleventh-level area so casually, lest you get hurt."
"Yes, Senior."
Chen Changming quickly agreed.
The white-robed old man did not take this inner sect junior at the fifth level of the Golden Core Realm seriously. He floated away with his granddaughter.
In truth, it was not just the white-robed old man. No Spirit Transformation cultivator in the Beast Taming Immortal Sect would regard a minor cultivator like Chen Changming, at the fifth level of the Golden Core Realm, as a threat.
Chen Changming stood silently before the valley for a while, then flashed inside and flew into it.
The valley was enormous. Every so often stood a massive demon-suppressing cage.