[Beginning to detect mutated pets...]
[Detection complete, congratulations to the host for obtaining one mutated celestial beast.]
[Species: Mutated Husky.]
[Grade: Top-tier Celestial Beast.]
[Defense: Indestructible.]
[Attack: None.]
[Innate Skill One: Renovation Plan.]
[This skill cannot cause damage to any living creature, but it can cause extreme damage to buildings.]
[Current skill level is one, causing damage to buildings equivalent to the power of a Golden Core stage cultivator.]
[Skill power increases with the number of buildings destroyed.]
[Special Note: Due to the species' peculiarity, the release and timing of this skill are highly unstable.]
[Innate Skill Two: Mute (Passive).]
[When the mutated celestial beast causes damage to buildings, it can block the sound of object collision.]
[Innate Skill Three: Adaptation (Passive).]
[This celestial beast possesses strong adaptability and can survive in any environment.]
[Innate Skill Four: A Little Faster Than You (Passive).]
[No matter what it is being chased by, its speed is always slightly faster than the pursuer.]
[If there are many enemies, the speed of the fastest enemy is used as a benchmark.]
[Innate Skill Five: Heated Up (Passive).]
[This skill has a certain chance to put enemies into a state of being "heated up," with unknown activation conditions and duration.]
Seeing Ye Fan staring at him, the little husky tilted its head curiously.
Although it was only a juvenile, thanks to the system, it knew the person in front of it was its master.
Ye Fan grabbed the husky by the scruff of its neck, his expression grim: It's too small to cook...
The little husky thought its master was playing with it and happily stuck out its tongue to lick Ye Fan's hand.
"Forget it," Ye Fan muttered, stuffing the little husky back into the steamer basket.
The little husky tilted its head, seemingly pondering something, then lowered its head and gnawed on the eggshells in the basket.
Perhaps for other species, being enclosed in such a dark and confined steamer basket would evoke emotions like fear and dread.
But for a husky, that was entirely out of the question...
After finishing the entire eggshell, the little husky yawned lazily, closed its eyes, and slept soundly.
The fire in the stove had not yet extinguished, and a large amount of steam quickly condensed within the steamer basket.
However, the little husky felt no discomfort whatsoever; instead, it felt warm and cozy.
In the early hours of the morning.
Ye Fan tucked the little husky into his embrace and took out a flying artifact.
The artifact was a gift from True Person Ziyun when he first joined the sect. It could be operated with formations and spirit stones, requiring no true qi to control.
Originally, True Person Ziyun had intended to give him a flying sword-shaped artifact, but at Ye Fan's strong insistence, it was exchanged for a large bed.
The reason was simple: while flying swords had prestige, they were nowhere near as comfortable as a bed!
Under the cover of night, the large bed, carrying one person and one dog, flew out of Ziyun Sect.
After Ye Fan left, the gatekeeping disciples couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
There was no need to ask; Senior Brother Ye must have gone out to cultivate!
With such monstrous talent and such diligence, it was no wonder he was so powerful!
Thinking about how even someone as powerful as Senior Brother Ye worked so hard, the gatekeeping disciples' fighting spirit was ignited!
If Senior Brother Ye worked this hard, what reason did they have to slack off?!
No matter how hard they tried, they would still be insignificant. It was much more comfortable to be a slacker!
...
Given the previous incident with the Nine-Tailed Spirit Fox, Ye Fan deliberately chose this late and quiet hour to leave.
Otherwise, he feared that True Person Ziyun might appear out of nowhere and take the dog away.
After flying over three thousand li away from the sect's premises, Ye Fan found a flat spot and placed the little husky on the ground.
Afterward, Ye Fan quickly controlled the flying bed and returned to Ziyun Sect.
If he left it this far away, such a small dog surely wouldn't be able to find its way back!
As for who would find it, Ye Fan didn't care at all!
He wished someone would pick it up and dote on it like a treasure, as long as it wasn't kept by his side!
Since this thing couldn't be cooked, it had to be gotten rid of. Otherwise, who knew when it might betray him!
The little husky tilted its head, watching its master fly away, and began to ponder.
Soon, it reached a conclusion.
Master wanted it to come out and play!
This was so exciting!
So, the little husky trotted off on its short legs.
After running for a while, it felt it wasn't exciting enough, so it took flight!
An hour later.
Under the night sky, a Golden Core stage cultivator was flying on his sword.
As a cheerful cultivator, even the dark night made him feel comfortable.
Like the pleasant cool breeze.
Like the quiet surroundings.
And also, like the creature flying past him...
Wait a minute!
The cultivator rubbed his eyes vigorously, suspecting he was seeing things.
But when he looked again, he found that a dog was indeed flying past him!
A dog that could fly.
This was at least a Golden Core stage demonic beast!
And it looked like a newborn juvenile. Wouldn't it be wonderful if he could capture it as a pet?!
With this thought, the cultivator quickly urged his true qi and gave chase.
However, as he pursued, he sadly discovered that he couldn't even fly as fast as the dog...
Soon, he could only vaguely see the little husky's hindquarters.
And then.
Even its hindquarters were gone...
Thinking of the Golden Core stage pet he had missed, the cultivator was filled with regret.
"Bang!"
In his distraction, his flying sword collided with a flying boat.
He was just a rogue cultivator. Those who could afford flying boats were definitely from major sects.
Although the collision only chipped off a bit of paint, he wouldn't be able to afford the repair costs even if he sold himself...
Just as he was about to slip away, several sword-wielding disciples descended from the flying boat.
"You dare to collide with the flying boat of Tianqing Sect? You have quite the nerve!"
"It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!" The cultivator was terrified.
Tianqing Sect was the foremost of the nine major sects, a super sect. How could he be so unlucky...
"Less nonsense!" Several disciples, with displeased expressions, escorted him onto the flying boat.
Five minutes later.
"I'm telling the truth, I wouldn't dare to crash into your sect's flying boat even if you gave me a hundred more lives."
After explaining his story, the cultivator pleaded, "Please, have mercy and let me go like I'm nothing..."
The Fifth Elder of Tianqing Sect glanced at him indifferently and reached out with his right hand, claw-like, towards the crown of his head.
Realizing what the Fifth Elder intended to do, the cultivator's face turned ashen: "No..."
However, before he could finish speaking, his eyes went completely blank.
A few seconds later, the Fifth Elder flew out of the flying boat, his face filled with ecstasy.
The technique he had just used on the rogue cultivator was called soul searching.
Strictly speaking, soul searching was a dark art. Cultivators with higher realms could use their powerful spiritual force to forcibly read the memories of cultivators with lower realms.
However, the person who underwent soul searching would become an imbecile afterward, and it was irreversible.
From the memories he had just read, he was certain that the cultivator was telling the truth.
But there was one point the cultivator had gotten wrong.
The process of reading memories was equivalent to the Fifth Elder possessing the cultivator and reliving what had just happened.
And in the scene from earlier, he could clearly see that the dog-like demonic beast was not at the Golden Core stage.
It was at the Nascent Soul stage!
A Nascent Soul stage demonic beast, and an ownerless juvenile at that.
The implications were self-evident!
A few days ago, True Person Ziyun, father and son, had visited and thoroughly plundered their Tianqing Sect.
While it wasn't to the extent of taking their pots and pans, Tianqing Sect was truly stripped bare...
At this time, the appearance of an ownerless Nascent Soul stage juvenile was definitely a shot in the arm for Tianqing Sect!
One had to realize that the value of this creature was no less than the resources plundered by Ziyun Sect. This was heaven's blessing upon Tianqing Sect!
Fortunately, the Fifth Elder had good luck, and half an hour later, he caught up with the little husky.
He saw it, but the Fifth Elder felt something was strange...
He saw the little husky burying its head in the dirt by the riverbank, its two hind legs kicking furiously in the air...
He instinctively felt that this demonic beast's mind might not be functioning properly...
However, he quickly and quietly approached, and pulled the little husky out of the dirt.
The little husky was enjoying itself immensely and was naturally displeased by the interruption.
After a few seconds of eye contact with the Fifth Elder, the little husky reached a conclusion.
This was an ally!
And so, the Fifth Elder happily took the little husky back.
Unfortunately, he had no idea what kind of creature he had brought back to Tianqing Sect...