Bai's Fairy Gate, a group of seven- or eight-year-old disciples were engaged in arduous cultivation under the Spirit Waterfall, enduring the agonizing pain as though their skin were being peeled and flesh being burned.
At this very moment, an imp of the same age was stealthily stealing the clothes and money of his fellow sect members.
"Husky really covers all bases when it comes to nurturing talent," Husky said, grinning and sticking out its tongue.
Bai Nanyin's expression turned ugly. She could not miss the mocking tone in those words. Had it been any ordinary demon beast, she would have slapped it dead without hesitation.
But she could not do likewise to the creature before her, a formidable Demon King Realm practitioner and none other than the beloved pet of the Primordial King.
Not even she could truly treat it as just a pet.
"Come here!"
