Chapter 780: Saint Spirit Monkey

"Saint, Spirit Monkey!"

Even wild beasts know to defend their homes, yet, some people are even worse than these beasts.

White Mitchell had a deep impression of this.

Then, White Mitchell continued to uncover the experiences of another saint.

As the night deepened, heavy rain poured, thunder roared, and lightning tore through the sky, illuminating the entire cave as bright as daylight. The wild bull shivered. Seeing this, White Mitchell couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart. He quietly moved closer to the wild bull, attempting to soothe its emotions, yet it stared at him in fright, seemingly ready to flee at any moment.

Suddenly, a thunderous roar shook the cave, causing the soil from the walls to fall. The wild bull was terrified and with a powerful jump, it bolted from the cave, racing into the darkness. White Mitchell's heart clenched; he knew he had to catch up with the bull, lest it die alone in the wilderness.