After their cultivation practice, Wang Xiaoqiang and Yang Ling engaged in dual cultivation. Afterwards, Yang Ling, stroking the patterned beast tattooed on Wang Xiaoqiang's back, exclaimed in surprise, "Little Qiang, what, what is this?"
"It's a tattoo. These aren't popular in the Immortal Realm," Wang Xiaoqiang did not tell her the truth.
"The tattoo is really well done. Little Qiang, can you tattoo one for me..."
"Women usually get tattoos of flowers and the like on their bodies, some on their thighs with roses and peonies, others on their buttocks with branches and leaves... Unfortunately, I can't do it..."
Suddenly...
Ah!
Yang Ling screamed in alarm because she saw the tattoo on Wang Xiaoqiang's back move; the tiger's head suddenly opened its eyes, and as it snapped its jaws, it let out a roar just as she was startled.
Roar!