Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Lying on the ground, the silver warhorse stared blankly at the student ID and didn't know what expression to use in front of w.a.n.g Ling .

From the ID, it could confirm two things . First of all, the cover was made of leather . . . and secondly, this human cultivator in front of it was a genuine high school student . There was a metal stamp on the ID which contained traces of magic, so the warhorse was sure of it .

A high school student . . .

The silver horse's hair stood on end . Were all high school students nowadays this formidable? What were they feeding them . . .

Staring at the silver horse, w.a.n.g Ling stretched out one hand and rested it on its body, and the horse twitched involuntarily . It tried to get up, but found it hard in its current state .

"You . . . what are you doing?" The silver horse's expression was full of terror .

But w.a.n.g Ling didn't hurt it further; he just felt around for the core array pattern which covered its body, then used magic to pull it out and straightaway tear it apart .

The silver horse was dumbfounded once again; this was its first time actually seeing this type of operation . This was a f**king core array pattern! It could be considered a phantom thing, and contained a highly dense amount of spirit energy; pulling it out with your bare hands was like sticking a wet finger into an electric socket .

This human wasn't just frightening; the way he did things was also very rough .

This was the silver horse's second impression of w.a.n.g Ling .

"What should we do with them?" Dharmaraja's gaze swept over their surroundings as he realized that there were still a lot of things which needed to be sorted out: there were the female disciples who had been knocked out by the spiritual pressure earlier, plus the s.h.i.+fu and disciple who had been knocked unconscious after they had been thrown out of the intrinsic spirit field .

In the instant that the female elder had been flung out, she had still wanted to protect her silly disciple, and had been heavily injured . Blood trickled from the corners of her mouth and her nose; it was likely that her primordial spirit had sustained some sort of hurt .

Dharmaraja and Fatty Luo blushed for this Itinerant Immortal who had been affected so badly just from being thrown out of the intrinsic spirit field . But if they hadn't had Ling Zhenren's protective golden light around them, it was likely that they would also have been severely wounded .

"Tie them up first," said Fatty Luo . "I brought plenty of rope . "

"No . . . I think the first thing you should do is take off those women's clothes . " Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal gazed at them and his lips twitched . When he had watched w.a.n.g Ling pull apart the core array pattern, he had already been itching to comment on it; these two were just too painful to look at in women's clothes .

" Ai , it was a rare opportunity . . . "

Dharmaraja looked a little reluctant when he took the women's clothes off .

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: " . . . "

The situation on the top of Yuntai Pavilion had settled for the time being, but things weren't over yet . The core array pattern on the silver warhorse's body had only been one part of the Ice Crystal Array; severing it wasn't enough to completely stop the array, but it could prevent the array guardian spirits from reforming in an incessant flow of attacks .

"You've already won . With such power, there is no need for you to be afraid of the Master of Immortal Mansion at all . " The silver warhorse lay weakly on the ground and struggled to breathe as it lifted its gaze . w.a.n.g Ling drew closer, and realized that the silver horse actually had eyelashes .

Previously, he had heard that slit-eyed female cultivator call it Senior Uncle Feifei . . . but wasn't this a mare?

"I found traces in the palace of the Master of Immortal Mansion using a magic array for summoning familiars . How can he possibly lose so easily, if he has the support of familiars behind him?" asked Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal .

"This person is pretty suspicious . He used a regeneration magic array created by a familiar to construct this large Immortal Mansion building complex . He then used a magic incantation to control the familiar and have it kill itself . . . I saw this with my own eyes, so I'm sure of it," the silver warhorse slowly explained without hesitation .

"What kind of operation is this . . . "

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was startled when he heard this, then he suddenly realized something and asked, "You're a holy beast with Immortal Mansion, why are you telling us this cla.s.sified information?"

The silver horse didn't say anything, then looked weakly at w.a.n.g Ling . "Even if I don't say it, you can probably guess why, right?"

"Mm . . . true enough . " Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal nodded his head .

The silver horse sighed . "Right now, I'm so weak I can't even stand up . A technique like the memory retrieval spell is like using modern X-ray technology, and is in fact quite harmful to the brain . If you keep using that on me, I might not even know how to ride a bicycle anymore . "

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: " . . . "

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: " . . . "

After saying this, the silver horse looked a little hesitant before it said, "Furthermore, I'm really not one of Immortal Mansion's people . "

"What do you mean by that?"

"Our silver unicorn clan used to be a glorious clan among the holy beasts . But over the years, too many of our clansmen died when mankind hunted us for our beast hearts . I am the only one who survived that disaster . " It laughed bitterly . "I utterly despise humans . . . join and serve them? The only reason I'm doing this is all for revenge . "

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal understood a little better now . This could be considered an utterly simple and blunt reason: while it might sound like they were working together, the silver horse was actually borrowing Immortal Mansion's strength to take revenge on society .

But though this silver unicorn utterly despised humans, there was one person who was different, and that was the slit-eyed female cultivator lying unconscious next to the female elder in purple .

The silver unicorn looked at where the slit-eyed female cultivator lay on the ground, and it suddenly turned to w.a.n.g Ling with a pleading expression . "Please don't hurt her . I was the one who brought this girl to Immortal Mansion, and this was part of my arrangement with the master . "

"An arrangement?" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal rubbed his jaw .

The silver unicorn said, "This girl helped me out a lot, and also suffered for it . She didn't used to be stupid . Unfortunately, poison damaged her brain . The Master of Immortal Mansion happened to have something to suppress the poison inside her body . "

"What kind of poison is it?"

"This poison is a little complicated, so it would take me a while to explain it clearly . Using my holy beast blood as a trigger, she has to take the root of the tropical sundew once every three days to keep the effects of the poison at bay . " The silver horse became agitated as it said this, and coughed up another mouthful of blood .

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal looked at the blood-stained ground with some regret . . . all this poured out on the ground was "gold . "

"This poison is a little complicated, so it would take me a while to explain it clearly . Using my holy beast blood as a trigger, she has to take the root of the tropical sundew once every three days to keep the effects of the poison at bay . " The silver horse became agitated as it said this, and coughed up another mouthful of blood .

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal looked at the blood-stained ground with some regret . . . all this poured out on the ground was "gold . "

In addition, when he heard the silver unicorn mention the root of the tropical sundew, he was stunned, as this was a rare drug ingredient that was already on the verge of becoming extinct .

"Brother Ling, is there a way to get rid of the poison inside her?" Thinking for a while, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal abruptly turned to w.a.n.g Ling .

"You can neutralize it?" On the ground, the silver unicorn had a disbelieving expression on its face .

Then, it saw w.a.n.g Ling walking toward the girl, a white light glowing in his right hand .

w.a.n.g Ling stretched out his hand and placed it on her head . As he activated the Great Purification Spell, wisps of black smoke drifted out of her ears .

The entire thing took less than a minute .

The corner of the silver unicorn's mouth twitched . "This . . . is it done?"

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal nodded earnestly . "Yes, it's gone . "

The silver unicorn sucked in a sharp breath and stared at w.a.n.g Ling in reverence . Although it was still weak, it thought w.a.n.g Ling had been too cool just now, and it yelled in excitement, "MASTER! You are my MASTER!"

w.a.n.g Ling: " . . . "