70: Chapter 70 How despicable, actually raising dogs in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Woof~"

"What the f*ck!"

Bai Yucheng almost thought he was having auditory hallucinations. How could there be barking in his Sea of Consciousness?

He turned around slowly. If he weren't a Primordial Spirit, he would have thought his eyes were playing tricks on him.

It really was a golden dog.

And it wasn't small either, reaching up to his Primordial Spirit's waist.

At this moment, the dog's eyes were red, and it was baring its teeth. It looked like trouble.

Glancing back at the reclining Primordial Spirit of Zhao Yi, Bai Yucheng prepared to flee.

"This is no place to linger. I'll find a way to get the Spirit Stone Digging Secret Art next time."

With his mind made up, Bai Yucheng did not hesitate. His Primordial Spirit began to blur; he needed to leave Zhao Yi's Sea of Consciousness immediately.

Bai Yucheng wanted to run, but would the golden dog let him have his way?

"Woof!"

A golden flash lunged at Bai Yucheng's Primordial Spirit, opening its mouth to bite.

"Ah!"

"Dead Dog, let go!"

"Let go..."

Bai Yucheng pried at the dog's head with one hand while punching its skull with the other.

"Ah~"

"Hurry up and let go~"

The more he punched, the tighter the dog bit; the tighter it bit, the more painful it became.

With his Primordial Spirit in pain, Bai Yucheng's Spell was immediately disrupted, and his previously blurred Primordial Spirit became clear again.

Bai Yucheng pressed down on the dog's head, but the dog was truly wicked, biting him right at the base of his thigh. Fortunately, his Primordial Spirit didn't have anything down there, otherwise, what would he have done?

But even so, Bai Yucheng felt like he was about to faint. He was in his Primordial Spirit state, after all.

Having his Primordial Spirit bitten, this kind of pain...

In just a few dozen seconds, Bai Yucheng was already drained. It wasn't that he wanted to run, but his Primordial Spirit power was fading too severely, and he would soon be unable to maintain his human form.

"How despicable, raising a dog in the Sea of Consciousness."

Bai Yucheng truly couldn't tell what this golden dog was. A place as important as the Sea of Consciousness, and there was actually a dog...

He had truly never seen or heard of such a thing.

It was Zhao Yi who had opened his eyes today.

"Dead Dog, I'll remember you."

The golden dog bit down hard on the base of his thigh and wouldn't let go; Bai Yucheng couldn't hold on any longer.

He conjured a large blade in his hand and slashed at his own thigh base. Now, he was free.

After hacking off half his leg, Bai Yucheng finally realized, "Damn it, why didn't I slash the dog instead?"

But it was too late. His Primordial Spirit could no longer sustain itself and transformed into a stream of green Qi, fleeing Zhao Yi's Sea of Consciousness.

After his Primordial Spirit returned to his physical body, Bai Yucheng's Face was deathly pale. He felt such hatred in his heart and asked himself again, "Damn it, why didn't I slash the dog?"

Bai Yucheng simply couldn't understand what had happened to him just now. Regardless, even if it killed him, he couldn't admit he had been frightened by a dog.

Looking at Zhao Yi, Bai Yucheng held his blade, enduring for a long time. He truly couldn't give up on the Spirit Stone Digging Secret Art.

He would wait until he recovered his Primordial Spirit before attempting soul-searching again. Most importantly, Bai Yucheng wanted to know what that dog in Zhao Yi's Sea of Consciousness was. Could he get one for himself?

...

Great Yin Immortal Capital.

Fan De, dusty and exhausted, ran to a small courtyard and pleaded sorrowfully: "Vice Principal, please save Zhao Yi..."

A young man in the courtyard asked gently: "What happened?"

Fan De hurriedly explained the situation at the Great White Spirit Stone Mine, specifically mentioning Zhao Yi's Soul Transformation cultivation, his survival of the Seven-Day Tribulation, and the final submission of 420,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

At first, when the young man heard that Zhao Yi was a Soul Transformation Cultivator, he didn't pay it much mind. In his eyes, the Immortal Dynasty was vast, and there were as many Soul Transformation Cultivators as carp crossing a river; it was nothing special.

But when he heard that Zhao Yi had survived the Seven-Day Tribulation with Soul Transformation cultivation, he became much more serious. This was someone with real ability.

"What? A Soul Transformation Cultivator digging for Spirit Stones?"

"Submitted 420,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stones in three months?"

"Oh my!"

"With such great talent, why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"And you let him fall into the hands of that straw bag, Ninth Master?"

"You, oh you, really, Fan De..."

"Someone, prepare the carriage!"

"We are going to Anning Prefecture immediately."

An ordinary carriage rushed out of the Great Yin Immortal Capital. After leaving the city gates, the carriage traveled for a few more miles before directly tearing through space and vanishing.

Chaotian Spirit Realm.

Li Yingtang was studying Zhao Yi's great sumeru treasure hoe.

"This is not an Immortal Artifact at all. I've been scammed."

Li Yingtang had dismantled the entire great sumeru treasure hoe; the hoe head was just a hoe head, and the handle was just a handle.

But after several days of continuous, sleepless research, he had confirmed that the hoe head was merely ordinary mortal iron, and the handle was just ordinary pear wood.

"Damn it. Go to the Bai family and ask if he's dead yet. If he isn't, peel his skin off to vent my hatred."

Li Yingtang's sinister voice echoed in the Chaotian Spirit Realm.

"What hatred?"

Just then, a hearty voice came from afar.

A maidservant rushed over to report: "Ninth Master, Fourth Master is here."

"The Fourth?"

"What is he here for?"

Li Yingtang pointed, and the hoe head and handle that were lying on the ground instantly flew into a corner, where they sat inconspicuously. He planned to study them slowly when he had time.

"Fourth Brother, what wind blew you here from the Immortal Capital?"

Li Yingtang said with a grin, looking like a completely different person from the sullen man moments ago.

But when he saw Fan De behind Li Yingzhen, who was her fourth brother, Li Yingtang understood.

He gritted his teeth and said: "So it was you, you old scoundrel?"

"Is that Zhao Yi your own son, that you're so dedicated to saving him?"

Li Yingzhen smiled: "It seems Ninth Master already knows why I'm here?"

"No wonder Immortal Father let you garrison Anning Prefecture. I am far from having this kind of cleverness."

"As for Zhao Yi, publicly, he is a Disciple of my Cultivation Academy. As the Vice Principal of the Anning Prefecture First Cultivation Academy, I cannot stand by and watch him die."

"Privately, Ninth Brother must also know that Immortal Father long ago bestowed a Spirit Stone Mine upon me, but I have never been able to find a suitable Cultivator to garrison it. That Spirit Stone Mine has been left undeveloped for so many years..."

"Counting through all our brothers, your Fourth Brother is currently the poorest..."

"Ninth Brother, you wouldn't make things difficult for your older brother, would you?"

As Li Yingzhen spoke, she looked at the floor. The floor was paved entirely with High-Grade Spirit Stone.

Li Yingtang...

It was his oversight; he hadn't expected Fan De to travel thousands of miles to the Immortal Capital to call for help.

But he didn't want to agree so quickly. He would drag it out as long as he could. Perhaps Bai Yucheng had already killed Zhao Yi?

"Fourth Brother, you've come from afar, why talk about outsiders?"

"No matter how important that Zhao Yi is, he is only a Soul Transformation Cultivator. Just let the subordinates handle it."

"A-Jiu, go check where Zhao Yi is locked up and bring him here to see Fourth Master."

"Take good care of him, do you understand?"

After giving the instructions, Li Yingtang patted his chest and assured Li Yingzhen: "Fourth Brother, rest assured, I will definitely give you Face."

Over there, many maidservants approached gracefully, carrying nectar and immortal fruits.

Li Yingtang pulled Li Yingzhen along, not allowing Li Yingzhen to resist: "Fourth Brother, you and I, brothers, haven't seen each other in a long time. Let's eat and chat."

Li Yingzhen glanced at Fan De. Fan De understood instantly, bowed, and exited the Chaotian Spirit Realm.

"A-Jiu, where is Zhao Yi locked up?"

"I am acting under the orders of Fourth Master to go with you and find him."