"Yap..." Yabao's mouth was forced wide open.
Qiao Sang leaned closer for a look and let out a sigh of relief.
Luckily, she reacted quickly and nimbly, the tens of thousands of alliance coins were still on his tongue and hadn't been swallowed.
"Hurry, spit it out and give it back." Qiao Sang said, using one hand to hold Yabao's mouth open and the other to pull the wings of the Flame Sparrow closer.
"Yap..."
Yabao patted Qiao Sang's arm with his paw, signaling that he could keep his mouth open on his own.
Qiao Sang understood Yabao’s gesture and, feeling gratified, released her hand.
Ya Bao obediently opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue.
His own beast tamer was really too poor...
"Yan yan!"
The Flame Sparrow indignantly withdrew its wings.
Just some original fire paste! There was no reason to take back what it had already given away!
"Uh..." Wang Yao watched Qiao Sang's series of actions with nothing but admiration in her heart.
Even though it was a fire-type beast she had already contracted with, to have it voluntarily spit out something once in its mouth, if it were her Flame Sparrow, it would probably have slapped her with its wing by now.
"What’s up?" Qiao Sang turned to ask.
"You just need to apply the original fire paste to the tongue for it to take effect, no need to swallow it." Wang Yao explained.
Qiao Sang: …!
"Yap..." Yabao maintained his pose, tongue still extended, looking innocent.
Wang Yao gave a tired smile, "It's fine, I’m used to it. Consider that original fire paste my gift..."
"Yan yan!"
The Flame Sparrow got anxious the moment it heard that.
"It’s from Xiao Yan to the Flame Hound!" Wang Yao quickly corrected herself.
"Yan yan" Flame Sparrow nodded in satisfaction.
Qiao Sang looked at Wang Yao with a complicated expression. Seeing her reminded Qiao Sang of her past self...
"Thanks." Qiao Sang patted Wang Yao’s shoulder in consolation.
She fully understood the struggles of contracting with a fire-type beast. Back when Yabao was still a Fire Fang Dog, she had gone through the same hardships.
"Don’t mention it." Wang Yao replied with tears in her eyes.
Since the original fire paste had already taken effect, it couldn’t go to waste.
Qiao Sang immediately had Yabao go to the training field, which hadn’t been switched out yet, to release Ember in the rocky area.
The Flame Sparrow followed close behind to practice Fire Whirl.
Watching as the rocks in the field exploded one after another, Wang Yao hesitated, "Are you sure Flame Hound is using Ember? It feels stronger than Xiao Yan’s Fire Whirl."
"Maybe it's just a high level of proficiency." Qiao Sang responded.
Wang Yao didn’t quite believe it. Fire Whirl was an intermediate-level skill, while Ember was a basic one.
What level of mastery could make Ember outshine Fire Whirl?
Moreover, her Flame Sparrow had already practiced Fire Whirl to a decent level.
But it was Qiao Sang speaking, a super rookie who constantly broke her understanding of things, so she had no choice but to believe that what exceeded the power of Fire Whirl really might be Ember.
The two fell into silence for a while.
Qiao Sang suddenly asked, "Do you know how to increase a pet’s mental power?"
"Mental power?"
Wang Yao thought for a moment and said, "You could buy some potions that enhance mental power or use soothing fruits."
"Oh, and you could also make the pet experience something it’s afraid of. Apparently, if it overcomes the fear, it can train its mental strength."
"But I only saw that in a recently released movie, Teng Guo Guo’s Drifting Journey, so I’m not sure how true it is."
"Generally, increasing mental power is something for psychic-type pets. I’ve never tried it myself."
Qiao Sang fell into deep thought.
To control her clones over long distances, improving her mental power was essential. Since money was tight now, she might give that method a try.
Overcoming fears, huh...
What was Yabao afraid of again...?
Yabao, still diligently using his skills, was completely unaware that he was about to enter the darkest moment of his life.
A while later...
Qiao Sang took out her phone, glanced at the time, and asked, "It's already 8:13, why hasn't Zheng Bao...Teacher arrived yet?"
Before Wang Yao could answer, Shi Gaofeng, who had just finished training and came over to rest, spoke up loudly, "You mean Zheng Baolong? Gong Wei and the rest of the group battle team returned today. I saw them standing on the field getting scolded by Zheng Baolong when I came over. They’re probably still getting it."
"You’ve only been here for two days, so you don’t know yet, when Zheng Baolong starts scolding, it never ends. He won’t stop for at least an hour."
"Really?" A voice they absolutely didn’t want to hear at that moment sounded from behind them.
Shi Gaofeng stiffly turned his head.
It was none other than Zheng Baolong.
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After finishing a day of training, Qiao Sang slumped onto the couch at home.
She looked at the Beast Taming Codex. The page for Yabao's skill, Ember, now showed (Secret 16162/20000).
Yabao hadn’t used any clones at school, and he had only spent about twenty minutes releasing Ember, but the skill points had increased by over 600.
It really was true that a beast tamer's future depended on their investments.
Thinking of this, Qiao Sang couldn’t help but recall her missing 5 million.
It had been nearly a month. Why hadn't the police contacted her yet? Had they forgotten about her case...?
"Yap!"
Yabao’s cry snapped Qiao Sang back to reality.
Seeing Yabao’s serious expression, Qiao Sang remembered the morning’s incident, she had promised to handle it after returning from school, but had almost forgotten.
She hadn’t had time to think about it this morning, but now that she recalled it, something felt off.
Yabao slept in the same room as her, yet for no reason, he was completely soaked while the area around him was dry.
That wasn’t a natural phenomenon.
Suddenly, Qiao Sang connected it with the mysterious puddle of water that had appeared in the living room last night, and the drastically reduced rent.
There was something wrong with this house...
And not the kind of problem she originally thought.
Feeling a sense of dread, Qiao Sang pulled out her phone and dialed the real estate agent, Xiao Wang.
The call was picked up after just two rings.
Before the person could speak, Qiao Sang got straight to the point, "Hello, I’m the one who rented unit 1705 in Qianjing Garden two days ago. Do you remember?"
"Yes, yes, I remember. Miss Qiao, is there something wrong?" Xiao Wang asked.
As a real estate agent, he made dozens, if not hundreds, of calls daily. Remembering who was calling so quickly was because of the unforgettable pet he had seen that day.
"You mentioned that the rent was lowered because the landlord had an urgent matter. Can you tell me what exactly happened?" Qiao Sang asked seriously.
She hadn't asked before, her mind clouded by the extremely low rent.
Xiao Wang thought for a moment before responding, "The landlord just said there was an emergency at home, and they needed money urgently."
Lies. Qiao Sang immediately came to that conclusion.
Would someone who owned such a large house really be short on 15,000 in rent over three months? And if they were so desperate for money, how could they lower the rent by so much?
"Did the landlord ever mention that water would randomly appear in the house?" Qiao Sang pressed.
Hearing this, Xiao Wang, who was new to the job, panicked, "Miss Qiao, there’s nothing wrong with the house! I showed it to you personally, and we’ve already signed the contract."
So the landlord hadn’t said anything.
Qiao Sang hung up without saying more.
It would be too much trouble to go back and forth with the agent. She had too many things to deal with right now.
Besides, she was satisfied with the house’s price, environment, and location. She’d just handle it herself.
Qiao Sang began to contemplate.
All supernatural phenomena were caused by extraordinary creatures.
Could this house have one too?
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