Cultivation: Starting from a Fighting Cock

Chapter 26 Thief
"Currently, my level is still too low!"

In terms of attack, Ji Cheng is indeed very strong thanks to the power granted by his title, and can easily burn first-tier demonic beasts.

However, he has not yet transformed into a demon, and his physical strength is only at the stronger level among raptors.

His defense and damage tolerance are extremely low; a single blow can instantly render him immobile. In short, he's just a relatively strong fighting rooster.

They are far from being qualified to roam freely.

Tonight, the moon will be rounder than usual.

Calculating the time, it's almost the fifteenth again, and Ji Cheng is starting to feel a little excited.

"Big Yellow." Ji Cheng landed on the ground. "Want some barbecue?"

"Wang!"

Big Yellow shook its head repeatedly and kept backing away, afraid that Ji Cheng would breathe fire on it again.

Ji Cheng chuckled and said, "Big Yellow, you're a first-tier demon beast, how come you've become such a coward? Don't worry, as long as you don't attack me, I won't burn you. Didn't we agree to live in peace?"

Big Yellow stopped backing away and looked at the chicken in front of him with a skeptical gaze.

It was the first to transform back into its憨厚大黄狗 (honest and simple yellow dog) appearance.

Unlike its true form as a demon beast, after transforming back into a big yellow dog, it was no longer bald, but there were still many places where its fur was singed, making it look quite comical.

Just then, a faint "chirp" sound came from under the ridge of the field not far away.

The big yellow dog pricked up its ears, suddenly sprinted over, and quickly caught a plump field mouse.

Ji Cheng flew over and said, "Big Yellow, let me cook something for you!"

I can't resist showing off my skills.

"Wang!"

Dahuang thought Jicheng wanted to steal its field mouse food, so it immediately let out a low growl to protect its food.

Ji Cheng sighed. Being possessive of food is not a good habit. He was too lazy to say anything more and just spat out a mouthful of spicy real fire.

The field mouse's big yellow claw was pinned down by the claw, and it was so frightened that its hair stood on end and it suddenly pounced to the side.

The next second, flames engulfed the plump field mouse.

In less than half a minute, the field mice were sizzling with oil, and the aroma filled the air.

"Wang!"

Big Yellow looked at him with suspicion and sniffed the air. What smelled so good?

Having determined that the scent originated from the field mouse engulfed in flames, Big Yellow cautiously approached it little by little.

Once the plump field mouse is cooked, the flames automatically extinguish, and a perfect spicy roasted field mouse is ready.

Big Yellow's eyes lit up, and its saliva dripped all over the ground. It had never seen such delicious food before.

Suddenly, a flame appeared in front of them, startling Big Yellow so much that it jumped back.

It jumped up and down, barking at Ji Cheng as if asking him what he meant.
"Dahuang, you need to get rid of your food-guarding habit. A good dog is one that doesn't guard its food."

Ji Cheng approached the roasted field mouse. If Da Huang dared to rush over to protect the food, he would make it turn into the same thing as the field mouse.

"Uh--"

Seemingly out of instinct, Da Huang Chao Ji Cheng bared his teeth and let out a low growl, as if protecting his food.

At the same time, it emitted wisps of demonic energy, a sign that it was about to reveal its true form as a demonic beast.

Ji Cheng opened his mouth and spat out a flame. This flame was weak, like a torch, but if he adjusted his breathing slightly, it would turn into a raging fire.

Upon seeing Ji Cheng breathe fire, Da Huang's eyes instantly cleared.

The demonic aura subsided, and it even gave Ji Cheng a simple and honest smile.

Ji Cheng nodded in satisfaction. As it turns out, no dog is immune to its food-guarding habit. Da Huang knew the pain after being burned once.

"Da Huang, sit down."

Ji Cheng conducted an obedience test on Da Huang, proving that if he wanted to eat roasted field mice, he had to obey.

"Wang!"

Big Yellow barked once and obediently sat down on the spot.

"Big Yellow, roll over." "Big Yellow, do a backflip."

"Wang!"

It was simpler than Ji Cheng had imagined. He told Da Huang to do whatever it wanted, and Da Huang did it. However, he wasn't sure if he had tamed this first-tier dog demon.

He threw the roasted field mouse in front of Big Yellow and told it to eat it.

One bite reveals a crispy exterior and tender interior, with oil splattering everywhere. The whole field mouse seems to have been marinated in a spicy sauce and then carefully roasted, giving Dahuang's taste buds an unprecedented stimulation.

After only a few bites, Big Yellow finished the roasted field mouse whole. It closed its eyes, and two lines of tears slowly slid down from the corners of its eyes.

After tasting this roasted field mouse, I thought back to the days when I was living such a miserable life!

"Wang! Wang Wang!"

Dahuang wagged its tail vigorously, drooling again, its eyes filled with longing for the roasted field mouse.

It looks so adorable that anyone who sees it can't help but pet its head.

Ji Cheng understood that one roasted field mouse was barely enough to satisfy Da Huang's appetite; even ten more wouldn't be enough. He said:
"Big Yellow, there are no more field mice. Where can I find any more? Catch some and I'll roast them for you."

His "Three Flavors True Fire" is practically made for barbecue. You can choose from spicy, cumin, or garlic flavors. It would be a real shame if he didn't set up a barbecue stall.

To be honest, even he himself wanted to have a couple of bites of that roasted field mouse; it smelled so good.

All-natural, rich but not greasy, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a fresh and fragrant aroma, it's no wonder that rhubarb is so delicious.

"Wang!"

Upon hearing this, Dahuang turned around and immediately ran across the field, digging at any holes it saw in search of field mice.

Ji Cheng smiled. This silly dog ​​doesn't necessarily have to be a field mouse; roasted chicken or roasted rabbit are also extremely delicious.

After searching for about half an hour, we didn't catch a single field mouse.

Enraged, Big Yellow dug up a radish from the ground, took two bites of it raw, and then lay on the ground looking half-dead.

Just as Ji Cheng was about to tell Da Huang to catch two chickens, Da Huang's ears suddenly perked up.

Then it suddenly stood up and ran in one direction. After running for more than ten meters, it turned back and called out to Ji Cheng.

Ji Cheng was curious and immediately followed.

Crossing fields and streets, the dog and chicken soon arrived behind a dilapidated old house. Ji Cheng recognized it as the old house of the Cui family, which he could see from the big poplar tree.

Da Huang turned and glanced at Ji Cheng, who whispered, "You mean, there's some noise in this yard?"

He knew that Dahuang's sense of smell and hearing were many times better than his own, so there must be something unusual about the Cui family.

He couldn't see what was happening inside because the courtyard wall blocked his view.

Ji Cheng flapped his wings and flew more than two zhang high, taking in the entire scene in the Cui family's courtyard.

The Cui family had a fierce and brave big black dog that provided a great sense of security when guarding the house. At this moment, the big black dog was lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth, and had already stopped breathing.

Two figures were peering out of the windows, blowing sleeping gas into each of the two rooms. After they finished, one of them whispered smugly:

"Just watch, my sleeping potion is top-grade. In just a few breaths, the Cui father and daughter will fall into a deep sleep, and no matter how we brothers play with them, they won't wake up!"

Another person said, "What's the point? I still prefer to see a young woman resisting while crying her eyes out!"

"Brother Li, don't be in a hurry. Let's deflower the young lady tonight first, and then do it a few more times. Then we can keep her sober for our enjoyment."

"Hehe, you're right. After we're done with the young lady, we'll have some fun with Cui Sheng!"

"How do you play Cui... Cui Sheng?"

The man's expression changed in fright, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Same here, I'll show you something in a bit."

"Haha... Brother Li, you have such refined taste, such refined taste..."

Ji Cheng recognized them; the two thieves were the same hooligans who had deliberately harassed Cui Xiangxue on the street earlier.

No one knows how the two of them managed to overpower the big black dog, and now they are waiting for the effects of the sleeping potion to take hold before sneaking in and defiling Cui Xiangxue.

Big Yellow must have heard the big black dog's screams and sensed something was wrong at the Cui family's house.

(End of this chapter)