Giving The Longevity Fruit

"Bang!"

After falling from midair, the tiger lay flat on the ground and was unable to get up for a long time. However, it continued to howl and stared at Feng Jiu in azure with shock and horror.

Over there, the tiger that Feng Jiu had beaten earlier cried and begged for mercy as it spoke in human language, "Stop hitting, stop hitting…"

"So, how about you come home with me and watch the gate?" Feng Jiu stopped and used one hand to pat the male tiger lying at her feet. Both of the tigers had reached the level of sacred beasts, so it would be best to bring them home.

"We are tigers, and not just any tigers, but sacred beast tigers. We're not dogs. Why do you make us keep watch at your gate..." The male tiger protested in a low voice. Its voice gradually grew weaker until, in the end, the male tiger could not utter another sound. It wanted to run away, but the pressure from the opponent was too strong.