“This dumb cat needs to learn how to communicate.” Big White looked at Baobao and couldn’t help feeling sorry for it.
“Big White is right.” White Tiger sat cross-legged in the snow, pointing at Baobao, who was wagging its tail. “It really does need some lessons.”
Chen Guan lowered his head to look at the mutated cheetah by his feet. He didn’t actually need Baobao to speak, but learning another language couldn’t hurt.
“How do we teach it?” Chen Guan asked.
“Learn from this lord.” Big White lifted its chin, lowered its massive head over Baobao, and began the lesson.
“Human language follows specific tones. For monsters, the biggest obstacle is that horizontal bone in their vocal tract.”
Big White cleared its throat. “Listen carefully.”
It opened its mouth and produced a perfect vowel.
“Repeat after me. Make this sound.”
Baobao shrank half an inch behind Chen Guan’s leg, clearly ready to give up.
“Come on.” Big White glared at it with golden slit pupils, looking thoroughly threatening.
Baobao tentatively opened its mouth. “Awooo.”
Big White rolled its eyes.
“That’s a wolf’s howl,” Big White said, deeply displeased. “And you’re a cheetah. Why are you learning to howl like a wolf?”
“Big White, you’re being too rough.” Animal-lover White Tiger stepped forward and pointed at his own throat.
“Little cheetah, watch my hand.”
“Gather your breath.”
“Press the airflow here, then release it slowly.” White Tiger personally demonstrated the movements needed to produce the sound.
Baobao looked at White Tiger, then raised its head to glance at Chen Guan.
Baobao opened its mouth.
“Meow.”
The air fell silent for three full seconds.
“What kind of garbage monster cores have you been feeding it?” White Tiger rubbed his forehead, his face full of helplessness. “It can’t even widen its basic vocal passage.”
Chen Guan mentally calculated the state of his pitiful wallet. The low-grade goods he bought wholesale really were nothing to brag about.
Wait, the school never said it had to eat good food. Otherwise, it wouldn’t even be able to speak?
“It can understand my simple commands,” Chen Guan offered feebly in his defense.
“That’s nothing more than an instinctive conditioned response.” Big White snorted and raised a forepaw to tap the snow.
“You need to train it as an equal combat unit.” Big White’s tone was full of the authority of an elder lecturing a junior. As a fully grown tiger, it was much older than this kid, after all.
In the mental space, Baal let out a lazy chuckle. “Just transmit the commands directly through emotions. Why bother using humanity’s inefficient method of verbal communication?”
Baal found this lesson boring. Pulling on Old Wang’s beard would be far more entertaining.
Chen Guan ignored the demon’s snide remarks and watched White Tiger and Big White take turns drilling Baobao.
“Curl your tongue up against your palate,” White Tiger instructed, teaching it how to pronounce phonetic sounds.
“Don’t clench your back teeth,” Big White sternly corrected from the side.
Baobao was caught between a tiger and a human.
Its purple fur stuck up in a disheveled mess.
All it could do was keep making strange animal noises.
“Hiss.”
“Caw.”
“Woof.”
White Tiger covered his forehead.
“Is this little thing really a mutated monster?” White Tiger expressed serious doubts.
“It must have traded all its intelligence points for spatial abilities,” Big White said, pawing at its ear.
“Forget it.” Chen Guan crouched down and reached out to rub Baobao’s head, once again repeating something he had just learned. “You’ve already done great. If you can’t learn it, then don’t worry about it.”
Baobao pressed its head against his palm in wounded frustration, making a muffled whimper in its throat.
“These things can’t be rushed.” Chen Guan looked at White Tiger. He really thought it was fine if Baobao never learned to speak, just like how terrible his own English was.
“No.” White Tiger’s attitude was firm.
“As the companion beast raised by an eleventh-tier summoner, it must force out at least one word today.” White Tiger rose to his feet and kicked the little tiger beside him. This had become a battle for his dignity.
If he couldn’t even teach a little cheetah, how could he face his superior?
White Tiger issued an order. “Since the conventional methods aren’t working, we’ll use a more barbaric approach.”
Big White immediately understood. Its body swelled, and the full pressure of a tenth-tier monster poured out without restraint.
The surrounding wind and snow froze in midair. Baobao’s legs went limp, and it collapsed onto the snow. Fine beads of cold sweat seeped through its purple fur.
“Don’t move.” White Tiger stopped Chen Guan, who was about to intervene.
“This is the most traditional method of language instruction in the monster world. Only by breaking through the shackles of one’s species in a life-or-death crisis can one’s potential be awakened.” White Tiger explained the reasoning, then fixed his eyes on the cheetah’s reaction.
Big White advanced step by step.
“Make a sound.” Big White spoke in human language and opened its enormous, fang-filled jaws. “Answer me loudly.”
Its roar reverberated throughout the valley. Crushed beneath that overwhelming force, Baobao struggled desperately to breathe and tried to stand.
A raspy, airy friction came from Baobao’s throat.
“Huff.”
“Huff, huff.”
It stared wide-eyed at the approaching tiger as Big White raised a paw into the air.
“Speak!” Big White increased the pressure.
Baobao opened its mouth.
“Peh.”
The single syllable rang out with perfect clarity, and the entire scene fell silent.
Chen Guan looked at the purple cheetah, its fur standing on end in the snow. Big White’s raised paw froze in midair, while White Tiger leisurely used his little finger to clean out his ear.
“What did it just say?”
White Tiger turned to Chen Guan, desperately needing a witness with normal hearing to confirm it.
Chen Guan kept both hands in his pockets and honestly repeated, “It said ‘peh.’”
The tiny mutated cheetah was clearly reflected in Big White’s golden slit pupils. Heavy streams of air blasted from its nostrils, carving two snow pits into the ground.
“Such an impudent little brat.”
Big White bared its fangs and took a heavy step forward.
“Today, this lord will teach you to respect your teacher.”
An even more violent current of air pressed down ahead of it. Baobao’s legs went limp as it lay in the snow pit, its purple tail tightly wrapped around its hind legs. Trembling, it inched backward toward Chen Guan while defiantly opening its mouth.
“Peh.”
This time, the sound was even louder. The spray of saliva froze into ice particles in midair.
Golden light blazed in Big White’s eyes. It raised a forepaw and was about to slam it into the ground. The dignity of the King of Beasts could never tolerate such blatant provocation from a low-level feline.
“Big White, put your paw down.”
White Tiger spoke up to stop it, and Big White’s paw halted in midair.
Fine, let it provoke him. The tiger shrank back into a tiny version of itself.
White Tiger walked over and crouched in front of Baobao. Looking at the cheetah that only dared to hide behind a human, his face lit up with the fervor of an educator who had discovered a promising student.
“Being able to make a human monosyllable is already a tremendous achievement.”
White Tiger raised one finger and waved it. “It means the horizontal bone loosened under the pressure. This is a qualitative leap.”
Chen Guan remained skeptical of this theory. He watched Baobao turn once more toward Big White’s direction and silently blow out a breath.
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nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
