Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Chapter 2 Evil Spirits and Ghosts
When Wu Tian got within a foot of the green snake, the venomous creature finally realized the imminent danger. Half of its body suddenly sprang up, opened its mouth, and flicked out its scarlet tongue.

But Wu Tian's hunting instincts kicked in almost instantly, and he pounced, stirring up a gust of wind.

puff!

The claws struck the green snake with incredible precision, pressing down firmly on the violently throbbing snake's body with both front paws.

Without hesitation, Wu Tian opened his mouth and bit down, his sharp teeth tearing through the snake scales and creating a bloody gash.

He kept biting and tearing, ignoring the green snake's violent struggles, but he refused to let up for a moment.

Later, the green snake's struggles weakened, and before anyone knew it, half of its body was torn off.

Wu Tian retrieved the snake gall from the broken snake body, swallowed it in one gulp, licked the blood flowing from the snake's body, and struggled immensely in his heart.

Because... he actually felt a deep-seated indifference and excitement during such a bloody hunt.

The calmness during the hunt, and the excitement after killing the prey.

He didn't feel the slightest discomfort even while licking blood and swallowing snake gall.

This feeling left him with mixed feelings.

After all, we were once born as human beings...

But he quickly let go of this melancholy.

Starving, all he wanted now was to survive.

And that little green snake was just the beginning...

As Wu Tian devoured the green snake's flesh and blood, the hunger in his stomach gradually subsided.

He glanced at the jungle ahead but did not choose to venture deeper. He listened intently to the wind, sensing the danger lurking in its depths—there must be extremely terrifying predators.

Wu Tian glanced at the system panel. The progress of the Hunting and Listening to the Wind skills had improved slightly, although it was less than one percent. But that was just because he didn't let the system display more specific data.

In fact, even the smallest improvement can be displayed with incredible precision on the system panel.

Even the thickets near the village were still very dangerous for this puppy.

After quickly devouring the small green snake, Wu Tian began searching for his next prey.

Time passes by unnoticed...

After that, he wasn't so lucky. There were many prey that he couldn't hunt and had to avoid them from a distance.

Over the course of the afternoon, he swallowed several more poisonous insects, as well as a centipede and a flower snake.

Not only did they fill their stomachs, but their hunting and listening skills also improved by about one percent.

As darkness fell, Wu Tian dared not delay and quickly returned to the village.

The jungle at night is extremely dangerous; even an adult white dog dares not walk in the dark, for the night is associated with evil spirits and ghosts.

When Wu Tian sneaked back to the village, he encountered the white dog guarding the village again. The adult white dog pounced on him and knocked him to the ground, barking fiercely at him.

"Damn it, it's bad enough to be treated like a dog, but to be taught a lesson by a dog too!"

Although he knew the adult white dog meant well, he still felt a little uncomfortable and slunk away with his tail between his legs.

When we arrived at Chi Limu's house, it was a two-story bamboo house, built suspended in the air and not directly connected to the ground; it was also known as a stilted house.

He jumped up with practiced ease. On the second floor, at a corner, there was a small hut made of rags—that was his dwelling.

Wu Tian jumped back to his doghouse and lay down, looking exhausted. The entire afternoon of hunting had taken a toll on his small body, and the dangers of the jungle had kept him on high alert. Only now that the danger had passed did he feel at ease.

Seemingly hearing the commotion outside, the door opened, and Chi Limu looked up at the doghouse. Upon seeing Wu Tian, ​​he couldn't help but let out a joyful cry.

"Bai Long'er, you're back?"

The little girl ran over excitedly, but was immediately horrified when she saw the bloodstains and dirt on his body.

"Why did you run off by yourself, you dog? Did you leave the village on your own? Are you injured?"

The little girl muttered to herself, her eyes reddening. She had watched Bai Long'er being born and growing up with her; in her heart, he was her companion and family.

She had never seen her mother, and her father hadn't appeared in the past few days either. Her grandfather was getting too old to walk.

She was very scared, but also very sensible. She knew that the village had been very busy these past two days, and even though she missed her father very much, she never shed a tear.

But seeing the blood on Bai Long'er's body, for some reason, tears finally welled up and fell down her cheeks.

Seeing the girl cry, Wu Tian felt a little panicked. He quickly stuck out his tongue to lick her palm, but then remembered that he had eaten a lot of poisonous insects, so he quickly withdrew it and just rubbed his head against her hand.

"Wang Wang!"

He opened his mouth, but what came out was a barking sound.

After all, he's no longer human; he can't even comfort the little girl anymore...

Ignoring the blood on Wu Tian's body, Chi Limu picked him up and carried him back into the house, where he used a wooden tub to give him a bath.

As the bloodstains and dirt on his body were gradually washed away, his fur became clean and beautiful again.

After discovering that Wu Tian had no wounds, Chi Limu gradually smiled, though tears still clung to her fair face, making her look even more pitiful.

On a bamboo chair in the room sat an elderly man with white hair and beard. He was very old and simply watched Chi Limu's movements quietly without saying a word.

Only when he looked at Wu Tian did his gaze seem somewhat different.

"Its eyes are sharp, and it dares to go hunting at such a young age; it has the makings of a dog king."

Although the old man had never left the mountains, he had lived a long time and was very knowledgeable. He could tell at a glance that Wu Tian was extraordinary.

"Something happened to the Crimson Serpent Tree, leaving only this poor little Crimson Departure Tree. I won't live much longer either. With this Dog King guarding her, I hope she can live a good life..."

The old man's somewhat cloudy gaze fell on Chi Limu, appearing exceptionally gentle.

That night, Wu Tian did not sleep in his usual doghouse, but was held in Chi Limu's arms and slept on the bed.

In the middle of the night, while he was sound asleep, he suddenly heard a chilling wind mixed with shrill whistles. His fur stood on end, and he was startled awake.

When he opened his eyes, he carefully jumped off the bed without disturbing Chi Limu, then jumped onto the table and looked out the window.

Sparse moonlight filtered through the gaps in the openwork wooden window, and in his pupils, he could vaguely see black winds howling under the moonlight, interspersed with dense shadows.

Just one glance made him feel cold all over, his fur stood on end, and even his blood seemed to be frozen.

However, the two exorcism pictures pasted on the door of the room faintly emitted a red light, preventing the black wind from getting close.

Wu Tian even saw that in the center of the village, there seemed to be a red light burning like a flame, protecting the entire village.

"Evil spirits and ghosts, exorcising evil and warding off misfortune, do demons really exist in this world?"

(End of this chapter)