Chapter 209: Hypertension
The little white fox obviously didn't expect things to unfold like this.

A trace of confusion flashed across its big black eyes. It looked at its small body that would be blown away by the wind, and then looked at Gu Fengchen's tall and straight figure.

According to modern proportions, Gu Fengchen is about 1.8 meters tall.

He is considered tall, but compared to the little fox, he looks like a giant.

"Are you sure you can carry people?" Gu Fengchen looked at the little fox.

The little fox clapped his paws unyieldingly, "Why not!!!"

"Very good." Gu Fengchen happily picked up the little fox, put it on the ground, and then pressed his plump buttocks on the little fox.

Little Fox, dead.
Ten minutes later, “Woooooooooooooooooo!!!”

The little fox let out a heart-wrenching cry.

"Hey, don't cry. You were the one who said you could carry people."

Gu Fengchen looked at the whimpering little fox and thought, can you behave a little like a seventh-level monster?
Tears as big as beans rolled down the little fox's eyes. Its black eyes were filled with tears and it choked and said, "I, I, my waist hurts so much."

"Okay, I'll buy you something delicious later."

"Really?!" The little fox's eyes lit up.

"Really? But you have to tell me, besides being able to travel a thousand miles a day and possessing extremely powerful concealment skills, what other abilities do you have?"

A seventh-level monster can't possibly have only this much ability. This is too rubbish.
If you can travel a thousand miles a day with others, then it is barely acceptable, but the problem is, you can't.
You are really good at cooking.
All Gu Fengchen wanted to do was complain crazily.

"That's because I'm only at level seven now."

"Yes, you are actually at the seventh level?" Gu Fengchen covered his face, "Tell me quickly, what other magical powers do you have?"

I thought that father Gu Yuan, no, now he is the chief of the Gu Yuan clan, could give him something good, but when he hatched, this is all he got?
Chief Gu Yuan, doesn’t your conscience hurt?
“Once I am promoted to the ninth level, I will be able to cultivate relics and condense the fruit position.”

Hmm? Obtained relics?
Shouldn’t that be something from Buddhism?
"How can a demon beast like you cultivate a relic?"

"In this life, I have fallen into the path of evil and devoted myself to cultivation. When I reach the ninth level, I can cultivate relics and then become immortal." The little fox said confidently.

Immortal body? Gu Fengchen's originally dim pupils suddenly brightened. He thought for a moment and asked again, "Then, what about before the ninth level?"

"Well, nothing has changed."

Then what do you say?
By the time you reach the ninth level, I will be a Doudi already.
Gu Fengchen's face was filled with grief and indignation.

I shouldn't have listened to you. My blood pressure is rising.
His face was filled with pity for their misfortune and anger at their lack of resistance.

Gu Fengchen rubbed his eyebrows, walked to the table, and poured himself a pot of tea.

"Hurry up, give him a drink too."

The little fox slapped the table.

Get out of here, I want some peace and quiet.

Gu Fengchen paid a considerable price to get these five fifth-level magic cores with different attributes. Unexpectedly, he gave me this.

But looking at the little fox's black and harmless eyes, Gu Fengchen finally didn't get angry with the other party and poured a cup of tea for the little fox.

Amid the slight sound of water, the little fox put forward its pink nose, stuck out its little tongue, and licked and licked.

"Do you have a name?"

"Not yet."

As he spoke, the little white fox glanced at the table.

On the table were some exquisite pastries that Yafei had prepared for Gu Fengchen.

Gu Fengchen said: "Eat if you want."

The little fox chirped happily, picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake and started to nibble on it.

(End of this chapter)