When they heard that Huang Xiaolong had successfully broken through, the little cow and Cang Mutian’s body trembled with joy as a smile appeared on their faces.

“Haha! I knew it!” The little cow roared with laughter, and she was so happy that her eyes narrowed into slits. “H*ll yeah! Amitabha, Amitabha…”

However, she seemed to have thought about something as she spat, “Wait! F*ck that Buddhist Ancestor…”

Wasn’t the Buddhist Ancestor Shi Zhen?! Why was she even imitating him?!”

Cang Mutian burst into laughter when he heard what she said, “If that little brat, Shi Zhen, hears this, his dead fish face will probably become even more terrifying…”

It was true that Shi Zhen’s expression hadn’t changed for the past hundred million years.

The little cow chuckled, “Why should I care about his stupid expression?”

Now that Huang Xiaolong had entered the mid-level...