Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Chapter 103 Master, I'll Take You Home (Please Subscribe)

In fact, before these disciples guarding the mountain could even report it, Wu Tian's ostentatious actions had already alarmed the higher-ups of Skull Mountain.

When Wu Tian and Man Xiongmu descended the mountain, Qian Shanxue, the steward of the mountain-guarding hall they had met, also arrived.

This woman is a disciple of the previous elder of the sect leader's lineage. Although she is not a direct descendant, she also cultivates the White Bone Demon God Path.

She wore only a red silk bodice and a short skirt that covered her hips, revealing her fair waist. She was alluring and seductive, making anyone who saw her feel a surge of desire.

Upon seeing Wu Tian, ​​her expression turned icy. "There really is a demon who dares to trespass into my Skull Mountain. No matter how you got in, you're all dead."

When Wu Tian saw this seemingly alluring woman again, he felt a wave of nausea. His sharp eyes swept over her, his pupils burning with fire, and he saw her true face clearly.

This was no beautiful woman at all; she was clearly an old woman in her sixties or seventies, wearing a human skin, and even applying makeup to that skin. The sight was utterly terrifying.

If one does not know its true nature, one might truly be deceived by it.

"You disgusting thing, how dare you block my way! Get out of my way!"

With a furious roar, his voice boomed like thunder, and the iron rod in his hand slammed down with immense force.

Qianshanxue suddenly changed color, and the red ribbon wrapped around her body burst out, like a giant python turning over, surrounded by magical light, and swept over.

hum!
A golden light suddenly appeared between Wu Tian's brows, and the Fiery Golden Arrow tore through the sky, transforming into a golden rainbow that pierced through the void.

puff!

The golden light entered the body, instantly tearing the skin apart.

"what!"

Qian Shanxue let out a shrill scream as the beautiful skin on her body exploded open, golden light tore through her chest, and flames surged up, threatening to burn her entire body to ashes.

The red ribbon, suspended in mid-air, looked like a long snake whose seven-inch mark had been pinched, and limply fell to the ground.

A golden decree appeared above Wu Tian's head. Holding a mixed iron cudgel, he walked up to Qian Shanxue and asked, "Where is my master?"

Qian Shanxue's pupils suddenly contracted: "It's you, you're that dog?"

boom!
The iron rod crashed down, instantly shattering the old, ugly head.

Wu Tian raised the blood-dripping stick in his hand and pointed at another disciple who had rushed over with Qian Shanxue, asking, "Where is my master, Man Xiongmu, being held now?"

The disciple had witnessed Qian Shanxue's death and was so terrified that he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

boom!
The iron rod crashed down, splattering brains, and another corpse fell to the ground.

Wu Tian pointed to the next person and asked, "Where is my master, Man Xiongmu, now?"

All the disciples who witnessed this scene were terrified, and even the deacons who rushed over were pale-faced.

"Run!"

Someone shouted, and all the disciples with weak cultivation were terrified. They dared not linger and scattered in all directions.

hum!hum!hum!
A total of twelve arrows, crackling with lightning, shot up.

boom! boom! boom!
The three fastest runners were pierced through the back of the head by arrows, and their bodies fell to the ground.

"Whoever runs, dies!"

Wu Tian held the long stick in his hand, his tone indifferent, and the ferocious dog head was so cold that it was almost impossible to look directly at him.

The ordinary disciples were frightened, and those above the rank of deacon, having witnessed the decree floating above Wu Tian's head, hesitated for a moment.

It was originally a heretical path, using the corpses of demons and the flesh of humans to cultivate. They feared power but did not cherish virtue. When they suddenly saw such a ferocious demon, and had the protection of a powerful decree, they were momentarily thrown into disarray.

At this moment, a disciple finally spoke up tremblingly: "Uncle-Master Manxiong... he should have been locked up in the Yin Wind Cave."

Wu Tian held the iron rod upside down, looked at him, and said, "Lead the way."

The disciple was already drenched in cold sweat, his back soaked with sweat, but he dared not refuse, as the headless corpse he had just killed was still gushing blood.

He led the way cautiously, not daring to even turn his head back.

Only after the man and dog had walked far away did the remaining people dare to speak, and the previously deathly and oppressive atmosphere suddenly exploded.

Pfft!Pfft!
Some people's legs went weak and they fell to the ground, unable to get up no matter what they did.

Those deacons who knew Zhu Yeshuang's identity were even more panicked and quickly left to report to the sect's higher-ups.

Wu Tian ignored the chaos behind him and followed the disciple all the way. No matter who blocked his way, he swept his iron rod and attacked with blazing golden arrows. No one could stop him.

He also met many successors of the sect leader's lineage. If the thirty-six branch sects were like people who wore the skins of birds and beasts and transformed into animal forms, then the sect leader's lineage was like people who peeled off human skin to refine their appearance.

What kind of skin is used for beauty, children, and the elderly...

The various appearances are dazzling.

No wonder they are called heretics; they are all dressed in human and animal skins, imprisoning evil spirits as slaves, and their aura is bizarre.

Zhu Yeshuang has been sitting cross-legged on Skull Mountain for over sixty years, yet he remains oblivious to the human skins scattered across the mountainside.

Wu Tian scanned the human skins with his sharp eyes and felt only irony.

How can subduing demons and monsters compare to the merit of regulating the heavens and earth?

Before long, the disciple led him to the Yinfeng Cave in the back mountain.

“This… Your Majesty, the Yin Wind Cave is filled with a chilling and malevolent aura that can destroy bones and devour souls. If I were to enter, I would be reduced to a pool of pus and blood in no time.”

Before he could finish speaking, he felt an urge to slap himself; his words sounded like he was trying to harm the demon.

He was trembling with fear, terrified that the demon might, in a fit of rage, swing its iron rod and kill him.

Wu Tian ignored him and stepped straight into the Yin Wind Cave.

The cave was filled with a terrifyingly dense and malevolent aura. He almost thought he had entered the underworld. When the cold wind blew, ghosts howled and wolves howled, and souls trembled, making his scalp tingle.

He frowned slightly. Staying in this environment for too long was something even he couldn't bear, let alone Man Xiongmu.

Without further delay, he picked up the iron rod and strode forward.

Along the way, he gradually encountered both humans and demons, progressing from simple to complex encounters.

Disciples punished by their sects and demons whose fur had been cleansed by the yin winds were all impaled on iron chains and chained to the stone wall.

As Wu Tian walked by, no one cried out for help. Their souls were being torn apart by the cold wind, as if steel knives were scraping their bones. They were already numb and exhausted, and just enduring the soul-corroding pain had already drained all their strength.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he finally saw the Wild Bear Tree.

At this moment, the once robust man was completely emaciated, as if his flesh and blood had been drained away, thin as skin and bones, and his originally black hair had turned gray, making him look much older.

It was as if his life force and vitality had been drained overnight, leaving him old and frail.

In particular, two chains as thick as a baby's fist pierced through his shoulder blades, brutally binding his body and pinning him to the wall.

"Ho..."

Wu Tian bared his teeth and made an ambiguous sound.

Pfft!
The golden light of the Fiery Eyes swept across the iron chains, and a booming sound erupted. Incantations flowed on the chains, intertwining and flowing with black light.

Wu Tian's action caused the chains to unleash their power. The barbarian bear, who had been keeping his eyes closed, whether he had fainted or was resisting the yin wind, suddenly let out a painful scream.

"what……"

"Master." Wu Tian heard his painful wails, gripped the iron rod tightly, stepped forward, and supported his body.

Man Xiongmu vaguely came to his senses, and when he saw the ferocious dog head, an ugly smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"You are...you are Bai Long'er?"

"Have you transformed into human form?"

"It's so ugly..." "Haha..."

Hearing his weak voice, Wu Tian's eyes reddened, and he said through gritted teeth, "Master, it's me. I've come to take you home."

"Good, good!" Man Xiongmu didn't ask any more questions, just smiled and looked at him: "Bai Long'er has become quite capable."

Wu Tian knelt down with a thud and kowtowed three times, pleading, "Master, please have mercy and remove the iron chains."

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden light of the decree that had been hanging above his head flashed, the black light of the iron chains binding the Savage Bear Wood exploded, and the incantations that permeated them shattered.

Man Xiongmu's body went limp, and he almost fell directly to the ground.

Wu Tian reacted quickly, leaping up to support him.

"Master, please bear with me for a moment, I will take you home."

"It's alright, it's alright, I won't die." Man Xiongmu said weakly, but he couldn't lift his arms, which hung limply at his sides, like a puppet.

Wu Tian carefully carried him on his back, the ferocious dog's head lowered, and said gently, "Master, let's go home."

Man Xiongmu answered with difficulty, and before he knew it, he had fallen asleep on his back.

Wu Tian slowed his pace and gently transformed back into his original form. A large dog with snow-white fur appeared in the cave, carrying the gaunt old man on its back.

Walking on all fours reduced the bumps and jolting.

She carried him out of the Yinfeng Cave step by step.

Just as I stepped out of the cave, I saw a middle-aged man wearing a tiger skin, with a burly and robust build and tattoos on his back and arms.

He had no hair on his head, his forehead was shiny and engraved with strange incantations, and he looked extremely fierce.

He placed it in front of the cave entrance and said with a forced smile, "Sir, you've barged into my Skull Mountain to take this criminal away, so you must leave something behind, right?"

"Otherwise, how can I explain this to my superiors, and how can I explain it to my fellow disciples from Skull Mountain?"

Behind him followed a number of Skull Mountain disciples, all of whom were cultivators at the Refinement Realm, each with a solemn expression.

Wu Tian remained silent, simply carrying the Savage Bear Wood forward.

Even as he was about to collide with the burly man, he didn't stop. He simply held Zhu Yeshuang's decree in front of his forehead and strode forward.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer.

Three feet,

Two feet,

one foot

……

Buzz!
Twelve fiery golden arrows shot up, hurtling towards the others behind the burly man at an incredibly terrifying speed.

puff!puff!puff!

The Fiery Golden Arrows erupted too quickly; even though the cultivators had prepared for battle, some were still torn apart by the arrow light.

"what……"

"Damn..."

"do not want!"

"Senior Brother, help me!"

In a mere instant, arrows flashed and blood splattered.

Wu Tian didn't even blink, and just carried the Savage Bear Wood straight into the car.

He did not attack the burly man in front of him. He sensed a dangerous aura emanating from the man, who was very likely a Dao Embryo Realm cultivator.

Just as their bodies were about to collide, the burly man dodged with a livid face, his hands flying, his body seemingly cast in bronze and iron, his palms swirling with dark light, instantly shattering seven or eight fiery golden arrows.

With flesh and blood, I can shake this arrow.

That kind of reaction speed and physical strength is simply beyond what someone in the Refinement Realm could achieve.

Wu Tian didn't turn around, nor did he care whether those who were killed by the Fiery Golden Arrows were alive or dead. He stepped forward and walked step by step towards the outside of the mountain gate.

"What should we do, Senior Brother?"

Someone who had just escaped the fiery golden arrows asked, still shaken.

Wu Qinghuan, the eldest disciple of the Skull Mountain sect leader, whom the disciples called Senior Brother, stared intently at the white dog, his eyes filled with naked rage and murderous intent.

"What can be done?"

"That beast has the decree of Master Zhu above his head. Even when beating a dog, one should consider its owner. Are we really going to tear off all pretenses?"

One of the disciples muttered, "This is too frustrating. A dog charged into the mountain gate, killed and injured many disciples, and then just walked away like that."

Wu Qinghuan turned around and stared at him coldly: "Why don't you chase after it and kill it?"

The man was speechless and dared not speak again.

"Hmph, immediately go and appease the disciples, treat the injured, and properly settle the dead in their respective caves."

"Remember to let everyone know that this is the spirit pet of a senior master from Taiqing Temple. We, a mere Skull Mountain, cannot afford to offend it."

After giving his instructions, Wu Qinghuan turned and headed towards the White Bone Palace without looking back.

Upon entering the Hall of White Bones, one sees Lu Daoqing, the leader of Skull Mountain, sitting on his throne. The shadows of the hall obscure his figure, making it impossible to see his face.

"Master, the dog left; I didn't stop it."

"Please punish me, Master."

Lu Daoqing waved his hand: "That person is watching from heaven, what can you, a mere junior, do?"

"If we really fight, we'll just be throwing our lives away in vain."

“Master, we…” Wu Qinghuan hesitated and gestured to speak, but was interrupted directly.

"It's not the right time yet. Wait until three years later, when Zhu Yeshuang has completely suppressed the fire acupoint. At that time, the yin and yang will be reversed, and the earth fire will be at its most turbulent."

Lu Daoqing played with the white bone relic in his hand: "The ancestor discovered the Yin-Yang Earth Aperture in his early years. He took the Yin Aperture and used it to refine the White Bone Demon God. In the past thousand years, the evil energy of the Yin Aperture has grown year after year, and the White Bone Demon God has become more and more perfect."

"Unexpectedly, yin and yang complement each other, and the fire in the fire hole also burst forth, which attracted the people of Taiqing Temple."

"Now that the White Bone Demon God is about to be formed, three years later, when the Yin and Yang are in the most intense conflict, I will use the sect's forbidden technique to make the Yin Aperture impact the Fire Aperture."

"At that time, the Yin Qi of the Yin Aperture and the Fire Qi of the Fire Aperture will collide and destroy the heavens and the earth, turning the surrounding area within a hundred miles into a forbidden zone."

She wished that no matter how powerful Ye Shuang was, her soul would be scattered.

"And my sect's most precious treasure, the White Bone Demon God, can be perfected overnight by breathing in Yin Sha death energy. When activated by the White Bone Relic, it can fight against loose immortals."

"At that time, you and I, master and disciple, will take the White Bone Demon God to the northwest, and we will not have to worry about not having a place to stay."

“Master is wise; I was overthinking it.” Wu Qinghuan bowed respectfully.

"Go and properly appease the disciples. These people are all excellent Yin spirits that can be used to refine the Hundred Beast Yin Spirit Banner. We can't just waste them."

Wu Qinghuan felt a chill run down his spine and bowed, saying, "Yes, Master."

After saying this, he slowly withdrew.

Only Lu Daoqing, the leader of Skull Mountain, remained in the shadows of the main hall, playing with the white bone relic.

(End of this chapter)