Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
He Ming was stunned. He had not expected Gao Peng to agree so easily. It was almost too quick…
After leaving the Monster Breeder Division, Gao Peng took a cab to his studio in the city center. As he walked into the studio, he saw that it was quite busy with customers.
“Little Boss, this is the new intermediate monster breeder, Liu Menghui,” Xun Quanquan said, introducing Gao Peng to a lady in a grey suit who looked like she was around thirty years old. She nodded at Gao Peng.
“Great! At least this studio won’t fall into ruin after I leave,” said Gao Peng.
He was still very agreeable to getting another monster breeder to work here. After all, developing this studio was Uncle Liu’s wish, and he hoped that he could make this studio successful and famous. If the studio’s business declined once he left town, he would feel really guilty.
Now that he thought about it, Gao Peng had not actually seen how other intermediate monster breeders raised the grade of familiars. Gao Peng was quite curious, but he knew that it was not nice to ask, since every method used could be a practitioner’s secret. It was best not to be overly curious.
“In the future, I won’t be able to work at the studio anymore. In two days’ time, I’ll be heading over to Yuzhou. You guys keep up the good work,” Gao Peng said.
“What? Little Boss, you’re leaving?” Xun Quanquan was reluctant to see him leave. She thought Gao Peng was very nice, and he had never gotten on to her when he caught her secretly snacking in the office.
Leaving the studio, Gao Peng turned back to look at it one more time.
Initially, Gao Peng had intended to do something nasty to He Ming’s familiars while helping to promote them the next day. He had wanted to cripple them. For a person who can see the weaknesses of any familiar, it was child’s play to ruin a familiar without leaving any noticeable traces.
But after some thought, he felt that there was really no need to do so.
He Ming was detestable, that was true. But in reality, he had not actually done anything too aggravating. Gao Peng was not a dollar bill; not everyone was supposed to love him.
To cripple a person’s familiars over such a trivial issue would be very childish behavior.
…
He Ming went back to his home in the outskirts, where he lived with his familiars and his family. It was a simple four-walled house with a courtyard.
“This darn weather is baking me to death,” said He Ming with a sigh. He took off his white battle suit, tossed it into the washing machine, and wiped the sweat off his face.
He walked into his room to change into a clean white battle suit. All of his clothes were white. He thought that white was more authoritative, and that it accentuated his status as a powerhouse.
Walking out of his room, He Ming suddenly froze. A black leopard was lying quietly in the middle of his house, its jade green eyes staring at him.
He Ming chuckled to himself dryly, but it lacked any humor. “Which brother is playing a prank on me?”
Looking around him, the rooms were all silent. The black leopard slowly got up and strode elegantly toward him. Its steps were light, not making a single sound at all, like some ghostly apparition.
He Ming slowly retreated, calling within his mind for his familiars’ assistance.
This was definitely not a wild monster! He Ming was sure of it. The black leopard’s fur was extremely smooth, just like high-quality black silk. Just from the look of it, he could tell that someone tended to it often.
Roar!
The nearby wall exploded to bits as a giant black gorilla charged out angrily.
Its thick arms were like reinforced steel beams. It charged at the black leopard and took a swing at it with its thick right fist, the explosive force generating a gust of wind that rattled the windows of the house!
The black leopard stood still without dodging, and He Ming’s eyes lit up in delight.
This leopard is dead meat!
His Brutal Devil Gorilla was extremely strong. Just one punch from its tough fists could smash a few square yards of limestone.
The fist went straight down at the leopard. But, as though it had struck a shadow, the fist simply went through the black leopard’s body and landed on the ground.
Crash!!!
He Ming felt the ground shift under his feet, and the shockwave sent him tumbling.
The Brutal Devil Gorilla was stunned. Suddenly, the black leopard appeared behind it in a nimble flash of movement. Sharp claws sprung out of its paws, each gleaming with a cold light.
With a gentle swish, like a hot knife through butter, it easily ripped into the Brutal Devil Gorilla’s back. Blood spewed out of the four devastating slash wounds.
The black leopard then jumped backward, avoiding the punch that came as the Brutal Devil Gorilla turned around. It was as agile as the most elite assassins of the night.
Bang!
White smoke was drifted out of the gun barrel held in He Ming’s shaking hand, the smell of gunpowder lingering in the air.
But the bullet just spun on the black leopard’s fur, creating a ripple across its shiny black fur. In the end, the energy from the bullet fully dissipated, and it fell to the ground with a clank.
Even a bullet was not able to penetrate the fur of the black leopard.
Meow. The black leopard squinted and gave He Ming a threatening look.
A cat? He Ming was stunned for a moment. He had thought that it was a leopard, but it had meowed instead of roared. But the distinction was unimportant. He had bought time for his familiar.
The moment the black cat turned to look at him, the Brutal Devil Gorilla took the opportunity to swing a vicious blow at the black cat!
But the moment the first struck the black cat’s body, He Ming watched as the cat morphed into a bunch of black shadows, the fist going straight through the inky mist of shadows.
Shadowfication!
A rare ability unique to shadow-type monsters.
Despair clouded He Ming’s face. His own familiar was perfectly countered by this monster. Against shadow-type monsters, one either had to use light-type familiars or some form of elemental powers to fight against it. Using pure force was totally ineffective against shadow.
The black cat’s body wove through the darkness and blended in with a dark, shadowy corner of the house, vanishing from sight.
He Ming felt a chill run down his back, and he quickly fled toward the back of the house. But it was already too late.
“Energy Barrier.”
A pale yellow energy barrier was activated, like a layer of pale yellow film, sticking close to the surface of his body.
Just as a large force struck him from the back.
He Ming was sent flying, knocking over a chair.
The Energy Barrier covering his body revealed a layer of cracks, which were slowly being restored to normal.
A powerful wind swept past, and over a dozen strikes were made at the same time, all on the same spot.
The Energy Barrier was immediately broken to pieces, and blood splattered out. He Ming let out a painful cry as he clutched his leg and rolled across the ground. A sharp pain swept over him, enveloping his entire soul.
The black cat performed a Shadow Leap and vanished.
Large drops of perspiration dripped down He Ming’s forehead. In his heart was despair, but also a sliver of relief. The other party seemed to have no intention of killing him. Though they could just want to keep tormenting me…
He Ming could feel that the ligaments in his leg were torn apart. He hurriedly took out his phone to call the hospital. If he were lucky, they might be able to be reattached.
Who could have attacked him? How could he have not heard of such a powerful top-tier monster trainer with a shadow-type cat familiar within Chang’an?
