Journey to the West: Starting by taking Sun Wukong as my disciple!-Chapter 211: Heaved a Sigh of Relief
Looking at the floor tile with his own paw print in Yun Zhongzi’s hand, Xiaotian Dog couldn’t help but recall Yun Zhongzi’s words about turning him into diced dog meat.
Blanch the diced dog meat, stir-fry it on high heat, then add some seasonings, perfect!
Xiaotian Dog swallowed back tears of fear.
"Uncle Master, with only this paw print to go on, how shall we investigate?" Yang Jian asked curiously, propping his Three-pointed Double-edged Blade on the ground.
Yun Zhongzi stood with his hands clasped behind his back, wearing an expression of unfathomable depth.
Seeing the desire for knowledge on Yang Jian’s face, he finally nodded with a smile: "I have decided to check them one by one, inspecting every dog demon and wolf demon throughout the Three Realms."
As long as there was one that matched, he would certainly capture it! 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
Confessing would lead to leniency, resisting would mean severity.
Yang Jian was somewhat speechless. To check them one by one, wasn’t that still the most foolish method?
The Uncle Master made it seem so mystical, and he had thought it was some clever trick. They’ll be exhausted before they find the culprit.
Dog and wolf demons were not uncommon, was his own silly dog not one as well?
"How is the investigation progressing now?" Yang Jian inquired.
"I have already checked all the wolf demons nearby Zhongnan Mountain!" Yun Zhongzi replied.
After speaking, Yun Zhongzi sighed, "Unfortunately, there was no match."
It would be strange if there was a match, Yang Jian thought, somewhat speechlessly. Who would steal something and not run away?
"Uncle Master, have you considered another possibility?"
"What possibility?"
"What if the thief is skilled in the Art of Transformation? After stealing, they could change their form at will, deliberately leaving traces to mislead us. Would the evidence not be useless then?" Yang Jian shared his view.
After all, he was his own Uncle Master, and he couldn’t just watch him continue to be so earnest yet misguided.
Yun Zhongzi smacked his forehead, as if suddenly realizing: "Right! Why didn’t I think of that?"
The Art of Transformation was not easy to learn, but there were still many in the Three Realms who were skilled in it. This certainly increased the scope of their search!
Yun Zhongzi, with a face of sorrow, paced back and forth within his cave abode.
"The person who stole this, their heart is truly filthy!" Yun Zhongzi exclaimed.
Yang Jian shrugged his shoulders, remaining silent. If their heart wasn’t filthy, they wouldn’t have stolen anything.
"Huh?" Suddenly, Yun Zhongzi’s eyes lit up.
With that one movement, he spotted Xiaotian Dog, who was hiding behind Yang Jian and trying to act non-existent.
"Nephew, you brought your dog along too?"
"Yes, the weather is nice, so I brought him out for a walk," Yang Jian casually replied.
Normally, Xiaotian Dog would have retorted without a second thought at such a comment from Yang Jian, but today, in front of Yun Zhongzi, he was so frightened he could almost pee himself, let alone talk back!
He could only tuck his tail and pretend to be a good dog.
"Xiaotian pays respects to Senior Yun Zhongzi!" Xiaotian bowed with his paws gathered.
"Hmm," Yun Zhongzi stroked his beard, nodding his head, "Rise."
Although he spoke kindly, his eyes were intently fixated on Xiaotian Dog’s paws.
Yun Zhongzi was now somewhat obsessed; seeing a dog or wolf made him want to press their paws!
Seeing Yun Zhongzi’s expression, Yang Jian knew what he was about to do.
"Your Xiaotian Dog is quite large, isn’t he?" Yun Zhongzi observed with curiosity.
"Indeed! He’s had a resurgence of his ancestral bloodline recently," Yang Jian explained.
Yun Zhongzi nodded his head, "It is a sign of good fortune."
A resurgence of the bloodline was something that could not be sought after but was a stroke of luck if it happened.
After another careful observation, Yun Zhongzi sighed and muttered to himself, "It seems not, the paws have grown quite a bit."
However, Yun Zhongzi also felt relieved deep down. If they had matched, it really would have been an awkward situation.
After all, Yang Jian’s status and importance are laid out here, which could make it difficult for him to step down gracefully when the time comes.
He did not suspect Yang Jian, for he was the most outstanding disciple among the three generations of their Chan School, with a stable character.
However, Yang Jian’s dog looked rather mischievous, and it seemed somewhat subdued today, a far cry from the exuberant demeanor seen during the Divine Enthronement.
This couldn’t help but arouse his suspicions.
But the paw prints left by the thief were much smaller than those of the Xiaotian Dog, so maybe it was just afraid because it saw him angry.
Even so, his actions were too abrupt and somewhat disrespectful to his nephew’s face.
Yet, he couldn’t swallow his anger at the thief’s arrogance, preferring to wrongly kill than to let one go.
The Xiaotian Dog, like Yun Zhongzi, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, its dog life finally safe.
The Xiaotian Dog felt weak in the knees after the close shave and was immensely grateful for its wise decision.
It had minimized its size when treasure-hunting to avoid bumping into things.
After reverting to its ancestral bloodline, it could switch sizes at will, but in front of Yang Jian, it always appeared in its reverted form.
The paw prints left behind were of its original size!
He, the Xiaotian Dog, was awesome!
If it weren’t for the inappropriate setting, Xiaotian Dog would be excitedly jumping around.
Without Shopkeeper Chen, it couldn’t have undergone bloodline reversion even if it had obtained that gold skeleton, and it would surely have been exposed today.
To speak nothing of diced dog meat, given the old man’s fury, there was a good chance he’d stew it into dog soup and eat it up.
In one word, Shopkeeper Chen was awesome!!!
There was nothing he couldn’t do!
Yun Zhongzi’s eyelid twitched, was it an illusion?
Why did he feel that the Xiaotian Dog was not only no longer cowering but actually starting to show off?
"Then... Uncle Master, may I know when you would have time to help me repair the Three-pointed Double-edged Blade?" Yang Jian asked again.
He wasn’t angry with Yun Zhongzi’s behavior, given the circumstances it was only natural, and he was also quite relieved that it wasn’t Xiaotian.
After all, he knew that Xiaotian and Tian Peng had formed some sort of treasure-hunting team, specifically searching for the magical treasures of the Three Realms.
Xiaotian was good at finding treasures, while Tian Peng was good at taking hits.
However, with their cultivation, they had no way to steal from Uncle Master’s cave abode.
Yang Jian glossed over Xiong Daoren quite splendidly, that stinking bear would spout nonsense at him on sight, making Yang Jian not even think about him.
But it was precisely because of Xiong Daoren that Tian Peng and the rest had succeeded; the miraculous extent of the Mysterious Heavenly Formation Armor was beyond imagination.
"Just leave it for now; it’s only these couple of days," Yun Zhongzi said gravely.
Anyway, he wasn’t in the mood for anything related to magical treasures today.
Easily moved by the scene, to avoid getting upset again, his fists were clenched tightly inside his sleeves, Yun Zhongzi was extremely agitated.
Sooner or later, he would catch the thief!
"Then... Uncle Master, may I take my leave now?" Yang Jian asked tentatively, giving a polite gesture.
Seeing that Uncle Master was clearly in a bad mood, it was better not to bother him.
"Go on, go on!" Yun Zhongzi waved his hand, still immersed in his sulking.
"Who would have thought that even the cave abode of a Quasi-Saint like Uncle Master could be stolen from!" Yang Jian sighed as he left the cave.
He had thought that ascending to the cultivation level of a Daluo Golden Immortal made him strong, but today’s incident was a real lesson for him.
The waters of the Three Realms run deep; Great Luo is just an apparent strong figure, without becoming a Saint one remains an ant—there is truth in these words.
"What tier is the Executioner Immortal Four Sword of magical treasures?" Xiaotian Dog asked, pretending to be serious.
This was about the grade of its own magical treasure, as well as the frequency of its meals, so it had to take it seriously.
"You don’t even know this!" Yang Jian said, with a speechless expression.
The Xiaotian Dog had been through the Divine Enthronement catastrophe; how could it not know about the prized magical treasure of the Tongtian Saint from before?
