317: Chapter 318: Striking More Ruthlessly Against One’s Own Clan 317: Chapter 318: Striking More Ruthlessly Against One’s Own Clan “Haha, that silly dog thought I was just an ordinary Martial Arts Sect mber.
I beat him up and he told everything,” Wang Cai said excitedly.
He didn’t feel the slightest bit guilty for beating up his own kind; he was so exhilarated he almost yelped out loud.
“Aren’t they your kin?
How can you be so happy after beating up your own kind?
Why make life hard for another dog?”
Seeing Wang Cai like this, Mu Can mourned for three minutes for the Hellhound that was in Wang Cai’s clutches.
Could it ever be in good shape after being with Wang Cai?
Probably tornted beyond recognition, and the physical wounds were only part of it, the real damage was to its spirit.
“No no no, we might belong to the sa canine family, but there are big fundantal differences.”
After hearing Wang Cai’s explanation, it was the first ti Mu Can learned about his origins from Wang Cai himself.
World Shaking Heavenly Dog, that was the na of Wang Cai’s breed.
As the most famous dog breed in the Supre Interface, Wang Cai truly ca from a prestigious lineage.
However, this was just Wang Cai’s side of the story.
Mu Can didn’t find it credible at all.
In Mu Can’s eyes, Wang Cai was just a small mongrel, lucky enough to have been picked up by a Heavenly Dao master, which led to Wang Cai’s current status.
Even if Mu Can suspected there was so exaggeration in Wang Cai’s words, he cleverly didn’t call him out.
What if the dog got mad?
“So, you beat him up, and he told you everything?” Mu Can struggled to hold back his laughter, not letting himself make a sound.
“Woof!
Exactly, dogs rember food but forget the beatings.
I gave him a good thrashing, and he was almost crying out the na of the girl he has a crush on,” Wang Cai laughed heartily, completely forgetting he’s a dog himself.
“Alright, alright, you’re aweso, okay?
You’re the Dog King, now quickly tell what useful information you got.
This place seems more complex than we thought,” Mu Can said, continuing to climb as he spoke.
Seeing Mu Can grow a bit impatient, Wang Cai stopped indulging in his recent excitent.
Turns out, just like Mu Can, Wang Cai had encountered a Gatekeeper on the stone stairs, but while Mu Can t a three-headed lion, Wang Cai encountered a Hellhound.
The Hellhound, seeing Wang Cai, was stunned for a mont, seemingly puzzled as to why there was another dog here—a dog of his own breed.
Normally, whenever the Immortal Ancient Secret Realm opened, all they encountered were humans.
When had they ever co across a mber of the Demon Clan, let alone a dog?
The Hellhound imdiately beca interested in Wang Cai.
“Halt, woof!
What are you doing here, and where is your master?” The Hellhound stopped Wang Cai, not attacking right away but rather interrogating him with a proud deanor, making Wang Cai see a reflection of himself in the Hellhound.
“My master?
In this world, is there anyone worthy of being the master of Lord Wang Cai?”
Seeing the Hellhound’s attitude, Wang Cai couldn’t bear it; plus, he could clearly tell that the Hellhound’s strength was only at the Basic Level Martial Saint, a far cry from his own strength, so he responded fearlessly.
“Oh?
So, you think you’re quite sothing, huh?
You say you’re just a little Martial Sect Level doggy, and you dare strut around here?
Do you even know where this is?” The Hellhound decided to show off in front of Wang Cai and began scolding, adopting the posture of an elder lecturing a junior.
“Woof!
Is that how you speak to Lord Wang Cai?”
When has Wang Cai ever taken such nonsense?
In the Mortal World, the only thing Wang Cai might be slightly afraid of is Mu Can.
That guy doesn’t even spare dogs; too terrifying to ss with, but everyone else, sorry, Lord Wang Cai is not soone who shies away from trouble.
When you et a good drinker, a thousand cups are not enough; when conversation mismatch, an extra half sentence feels too much.
At the slightest discord, Wang Cai imdiately pounced on the Hellhound and fiercely began to tear it apart.
An expert shows their skill the mont they take action.
Only when facing Wang Cai did the Hellhound realize it had completely underestimated him.
This dog was not exhibiting the Martial Arts Sect level of strength it seed to be; it was a genuine Martial Saint.
“Woof, you’re too cunning, hiding your real strength.
I’ll bite you to death, you sneaky little rascal.”
What it looks like when two dogs are biting each other, Wang Cai could tell you—it’s just like two people wrestling with each other.
Rolling around on the ground, the Hellhound held ho-field advantage, but Wang Cai’s advantage was even more evident.
Every bite he landed on the Hellhound tore off a chunk of flesh, whereas the Hellhound’s bites couldn’t leave even a scratch on him.
This was why Wang Cai dared to fight here.
As an Artifact Spirit, once he realized he could connect with Mu Can on the stone stairs, Wang Cai began to let himself go.
Wang Cai didn’t believe that inside the Immortal Ancient Secret Realm, he would be as unlucky as before, encountering a force that could instantly kill him.
“Woof!
Stop biting!
I give up, I give up, isn’t that enough?”
A series of dazzling attacks that left the Hellhound dizzied, each bite inflicting heart-wrenching pain.
And Wang Cai was just like an eel, evading every bite effortlessly; the Hellhound couldn’t land a single bite on him.
“Woof!
Regret it now?
Too late, pah, pah!”
As they say, dog bites dog, a mouthful of fur; this was relatively true for the two dogs here.
Wang Cai’s mouth was filled with red fur from the Hellhound, but the Hellhound couldn’t bite off a single hair from Wang Cai.
Wang Cai’s slippery fur seed like the best kind of defense, forming an impenetrable barrier.
“Woof!
I was wrong, I truly was wrong.”
The Hellhound, snotty and teary, began to beg for rcy.
If it had known that this dog was an Interdiate Martial Saint, even death wouldn’t have made it dare to obstruct Wang Cai.
Interdiate Martial Saint level, that was a level capable of making a sprint for the Third Layer of Tongshen Mountain.
Based on past experiences and rules, Interdiate Martial Saints did not need to undergo the Gatekeeper’s test.
“Woof!
Stop biting , can’t I just let you through?
Woof, why are you still biting ?”
At this mont, the Hellhound’s heart was filled with grievances.
Why was it so unlucky?
Others encountered ordinary Martial Arts Sect mbers, but it had to et a Martial Saint, and an unreasonable one at that.
It had already surrendered, yet Wang Cai persisted in its attack.
Finally, the Hellhound was in a tragic state, its fur bitten into patchy spots.
Originally fiery red, the Hellhound now looked more like a stray dog.
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