The reborn policewoman's dog solves numerous major cases, shocking the nation.

Chapter 181 The Dialogue Between the Dog and the Taoist Priest

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Almost simultaneously, the "Tianluo" troops hidden all around surged out like a tide, tightly controlling the heavily injured masked man who had fallen to the ground, as well as the several "Sea God" team members who had already lost their fighting ability.

……

In the dimly lit room, the "descendant of Cain" looked at the masked man in the scene before him, who was bound in special shackles and looked disheveled, and a playful smile appeared on his face.

Storm's team has fallen, and now Phantom has fallen too.

It seems this oriental divine dog is far more interesting than the "Ouroboros" assessment suggested.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately posted everything that had just happened, along with the mysterious Taoist priest and the husky's brilliant "sneak attack," on the "Supernatural Archives" forum.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The entire forum erupted in chaos once again.

"[Alchemist]: Damn it! 'Phantom' has been captured?! The Eastern Alliance actually has a 'Doomsday Inheritor' of this level in their hands?"

"【Dr. Moreau】: Hahahaha! That was brilliant! This is true hunting! The dog's intelligence is simply mesmerizing! It knew how to use a stronger target to attract the prey's attention, and then use the weakest piece to deliver the fatal blow! That's art! That's the perfect predator!"

"[Storm Girl]: That snake! I recognize that snake! It's the 'biobeacon' that its companion dropped from 'Phantom' during our retreat! It...it actually used our things against us!"

Just as everyone was discussing it, the moderator "Ω" posted another announcement.

[Urgent Mission Issued: Target 'Phantom'.]

[Mission Option 1: Rescue. Successfully bringing them back will reward you with 200 'Life Points'.]

[Mission Option Two: Eliminate them. Eliminate them completely before they reveal any information about 'us'. Reward: 150 'Life Points'.]

[Warning: The Eastern Alliance has amassed power far exceeding our expectations. All members, effective immediately, enter maximum stealth mode. Do not attempt to act alone. Await further instructions from 'Ouroboros'.]

……

The atmosphere in the special care ward of the secret medical base was somewhat strange.

Chu Sheng was able to move around freely, and he was lying on a sofa that had been specially made for him and covered with a soft blanket.

Opposite him, the old Taoist priest with an air of otherworldly wisdom sat cross-legged on a futon. His face was much paler and more haggard than it had been three days ago, and he looked as if he had aged ten years in an instant. His once vigorous eyes now appeared somewhat listless.

The man and the dog just stared at each other, neither of them saying a word.

It was Chu Sheng who lost his composure first.

He knew in his heart that although the old Taoist priest seemed unreliable, at the crucial moment, his palm thunder was indeed a real skill, which was the key to being able to keep that masked man.

Moreover, the terms he uttered, such as "extraterrestrial demons" and "inheritors of the end times," were exactly what Chu Sheng wanted to understand most right now. "Woof. (Old man, are you alright?)" Chu Sheng raised his chin and gestured to the myna bird standing to the side, idly preening its feathers with its beak.

The myna bird understood immediately, cleared its throat, and spoke to the old Taoist priest in its high-pitched but clear voice: "Our leader asks, sir, are you still in good health?"

The old Taoist priest didn't even lift his eyelids, letting out a cold snort from his nose: "Hmph, I've cultivated for sixty years, and it's none of a dog's business to care about me. You're quite interesting, a spirit dog that has gained sentience. You must have had some extraordinary adventures, right?"

Although he had overexerted his spiritual energy, he still had a high spirit. He always felt awkward about having an equal conversation with a dog.

Chu Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately grasped the key words in his words.

"Woof! (Oh? Perhaps you've seen other spirit dogs before? Or rather... spirit beasts?)"

The myna bird immediately translated: "Boss said, judging from the old gentleman's tone, could it be that you have seen other similar creatures before? Or... those mythical beasts recorded in ancient books?"

"Ahem..." The old Taoist priest blushed slightly at the question and coughed awkwardly. "I...I've never seen one. I've only seen some scattered records about mountain spirits and strange beasts in the ancient books passed down from our ancestor."

He couldn't very well say that the weirdest thing he had ever seen in his life, besides that masked man, was this husky in front of him.

He waved his hand impatiently: "Alright, get to the point. If it weren't for the higher-ups insisting that I cooperate with you, I wouldn't have time to chat with a dog like this."

Chu Sheng didn't mind his bad temper; as long as he could get the information out of him, that was enough.

"Woof. (First question: what exactly is this 'end-of-days inheritor' you mentioned? Does the concept of cultivating immortality really exist in this world?)"

The myna bird faithfully relayed Chu Sheng's question.

When this was mentioned, a look of melancholy and desolation finally appeared on the old Taoist's face.

He sighed and said slowly, "Cultivating immortality? Becoming an immortal and attaining the Dao is the supreme path pursued by our ancestors. I do not know about it and dare not speak presumptuously. But the practice of cultivating the Dao and refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for one's own use is indeed real."

He glanced at his withered hands and chuckled self-deprecatingly: "It's a pity that we're already in the Dharma-ending Age. I don't know when it started, but the spiritual energy in this world has become increasingly thin, to the point that it's almost nonexistent today."

“My lineage, if passed down to me, will probably be completely cut off. I have cultivated diligently for sixty years, meditating day and night, living on air and dew. The little bit of magical power I have accumulated in my body was almost completely depleted in the battle the other day. It will take three to five years of quiet recuperation to recover.”

"As for those Taoist priests you see outside now, nine and a half out of ten are just swindlers who wear Taoist robes, shake bells, and cheat people out of incense money. There are very few like me who still adhere to the rules of our ancestors and cultivate diligently."

Chu Sheng understood immediately.

So that's how it is. It's not that this old Taoist priest is too weak, but rather that the overall environment doesn't allow him to become stronger.

It's like a top-tier gamer being thrown into a beginner's village, where the server has set the experience gain rate to one in ten thousand. Reaching level ten is already considered exceptionally talented.

"Woof. (What about the 'extraterrestrial demons'? What exactly are they?)" Chu Sheng asked the second, and most crucial, question.

The old Taoist's eyes instantly turned serious: "This word was told to me by my master. He said that it is recorded in the classics left by our ancestral master that we cultivators, in protecting our land, must not only guard against the evil spirits in the mountains, but also be wary of the evil spirits from beyond the heavens."

(End of this chapter)