A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Dog opened his eyes.

That broken Destiny Affinity Technique was only initially repaired.

It's like an old, dilapidated radio; the signal is intermittent, and the images you see are fragmented and disjointed.

But that's enough.

Dog squinted, his mind racing through the flashbacks.

He saw himself in a bizarre and eerie realm, and somehow, he used some kind of magic to sever the connection between himself and that bald monk Faming with a "snap."

He then saw that Ji Zuodao, that brat, had suddenly gone mad, like a firecracker with its fuse lit, and his aura was soaring upwards.

He briefly touched the threshold of the Dharma Aspect Realm, and then, roaring, he forcefully knocked down the strange creature in the domain that looked like it was not to be trifled with.

The key lies in that strange realm.

Dog licked his slightly dry nose, his eyes gleaming.

But then a problem arises, and it's not just one.

First of all, how did we manage to trick that slippery kid Ji Zuodao into that awful place?

That area is extremely sinister, with a dangerous level off the charts.

Ji Zuodao, aside from his other skills, has an incredibly keen sense of danger. He's like a clever groundhog; at the slightest disturbance, he's faster than anyone else at running away.

Given his "safety first, stability foremost" nature, even knowing it's a pit of fire, would he willingly jump in?

Secondly, who taught him that desperate method of "setting himself on fire"?

Shen Qianjie? Chu Hengdao? Zhou Langchen?

Dog Master pondered each one, then shook his head.

Those three old guys were all fiercely protective of their own.

Are they willing to teach this kind of desperate tactic that burns the foundation, squeezes out potential, and could potentially burn them to ashes?

That's not their style.

Dog Lord unconsciously scratched the ground with his paws, continuing to recall the details of the destiny line.

He quickly locked onto a particular image.

In the scene, Ji Zuodao is happily slipping a string of round, lustrous beads onto his wrist.

That bead...

Hmm, it's round and shiny, with a faint scent of incense and prayer that's both familiar and somewhat cloying to him.

Relics?

Dog's eyes lit up.

Hey! It must be something good! Otherwise, given that kid's opportunistic nature, why would he wear it on his hand like a treasure?

The thought process became clear instantly.

What if that string of relics "accidentally" fell into that eerie realm?

Will that brat Ji Zuodao go back to pick it up?

The answer is almost certainly yes.

"Oh."

Dog chuckled and proudly swept the dust off his tail.

"Knowing him as I do, he's got it covered!"

"This kid values ​​his life, but most of the time, he's more interested in money than his life!"

"He'd even squint and jump into a fire pit for his precious child!"

One problem seems to have been solved.

But new problems have emerged.

Doggy opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Ji Zuodao's empty wrist.

The question now is, where did that brat get this relic bracelet from?

Did it fall from the sky? Grow from the ground? Or did it "come together" with some unlucky person, or rather, someone destined for it?

As he was pondering this, Doggy suddenly felt a little uneasy.

The feeling was as if someone was hiding in the shadows, using a magnifying glass to scrutinize him closely, inside and out.

It wasn't a friendly scrutiny; it was a gaze that carried scrutiny, inquiry, and a hint of barely perceptible greed.

Dog's fur bristled almost imperceptibly.

Without making a sound, he carefully mobilized his power of destiny, not looking forward, but following the "line" of the sense of being watched, and quietly "looked" back.

A blurry image flashed before his eyes.

An old monk.

He was very, very old; his eyebrows and beard were all white.

But those eyes possessed a penetrating power.

"clairvoyance?"

Dog Master instantly understood.

At the same time, he also saw more.

I saw the old monk's final fate.

"what……"

Dog Master let out a soft breath, a knowing look appearing on his face, along with a hint of subtle sympathy.

"I see."

"You're the one who delivered the equipment."

"The Venerable Monk Yongjue".

He turned his head, grinned, and revealed his signature smirk, a smile that was both urging and amused.

"You brat."

"Um?"

Dog Master leaned closer, lowered his voice, and a cunning glint in his eyes, his tone full of seduction:

"How is it...?"

"A big one?"

Ji Zuodao raised an eyebrow: "How old?"

Dog-Grandpa's mouth stretched even wider, and he uttered three words:

"Divine Power Realm".

……

What happened next went so smoothly that it was somewhat beyond Dog's expectations, yet also seemed perfectly reasonable.

As expected, the old monk Yongjue arrived, bringing with him his scheme.

Dog Master crouched in the shadows, watching and waiting.

Looking at Yongjue, he ultimately chose that path.

A fire consumed everything that remained of him, leading to a sublime state and a brief moment of touching that realm. Then, he was tricked by the unscrupulous Ji Zuodao and met his end.

It turned into several relics.

"I see……"

Looking at the towering flames and feeling the familiar way the power burned, Dog Master suddenly realized.

"That brat's desperate method of 'setting himself on fire'..."

"So that's where you learned it!"

He watched as Ji Zuodao pulled out several warm, translucent relics from the ashes, each containing pure Buddhist energy.

Then, feeling quite pleased with herself, she used a red string that she somehow found to string the beads together and put it on her wrist.

He even held it up to the light, examined it, and nodded in satisfaction.

The corners of Dog's mouth curled up silently.

"The first item..."

"Ready."

……

Life flows like a mountain stream, gurgling and flowing, neither fast nor slow, but never stopping.

Dog is very patient.

He lay in his nest, basking in the sun, watching Ji Zuodao fuss around every day.

until that day.

The 749th Bureau has assigned Ji Zuodao a mission to deliver supplies to the trapped investigators.

The location was that eerie and bizarre area that Dog Master had seen in the Book of Destiny.

Dog Master knew that after waiting and planning for so long, the "point" that would change everything had arrived.

He followed behind Ji Zuodao as usual.

He watched as Ji Zuodao skillfully made his way to the outer edge of the territory, made contact with the people inside, and stuffed the supplies in. The whole process was swift and efficient, exuding a "finish and get out of here" kind of quickness.

"Now."

A glint of light flashed in Doggy's eyes.

Just as Ji Zuodao turned around, his steps light and quick, preparing to slip away.

Dog Master's paw subtly hooked out.

A tiny, almost imperceptible fluctuation of spiritual energy, like the most skillful scalpel, precisely severed the knot in the string of relics on Ji Zuodao's wrist.

"Clatter".

A soft sound.

It was barely audible in the noisy background.

But Ji Zuodao's ears perked up instantly.

He suddenly looked down at his wrist.

The string of the relic bracelet that he had been playing with for a long time, loved more and more, and almost regarded as his lifeblood, suddenly broke.

A dozen or so smooth beads traced graceful arcs in the air, tinkling and tinkling as they rolled to the ground.

The largest, brightest, and most radiant of the stars, unfortunately, rolled straight into the eerie area ahead.