Starting as a stray dog, I embarked on a journey of cultivation.

The sound of hurried running instantly shattered the tranquility of the pack of dogs.

The group of resting stray dogs were startled awake, looking up in confusion, not yet realizing what had happened.

Meanwhile, Old Dog King, who was lying on the highest earthen slope, was also startled by the sudden commotion.

It suddenly looked up and stared in the direction from which the sound came, its gaze instantly locking onto Gou An, who was rushing towards it, and its eyes immediately filled with anger.

It was deeply impressed by its subordinate, Gou An.

This guy is very unsociable and always stays at the back of the group no matter what he does.

Most importantly, he suddenly disappeared a while ago, and we thought he was dead.

I didn't expect them to actually come back?

Old Dog King was immediately filled with majesty, his fur stood on end slightly, he gathered strength in his limbs, and slowly got up.

It intended to teach this arrogant and rebellious subordinate a lesson, consolidating its absolute rule over the pack.

But as soon as it stood up, before it could react, Gou An had already crashed into it at an extremely fast speed, exceeding its expectations.

boom!

A dull, heavy impact rang out!

Old Dog King was actually knocked away and crashed heavily into the pack of dogs down the slope.

This sudden turn of events threw the previously lazy pack of dogs into complete chaos.

At that very moment, a light, ethereal sword light pierced through the sky.

The female swordsman, who was riding her sword through the air, caught up with the crowd of wild dogs below. She was slightly taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, which then turned into delight.

The low-level demonic beasts that are currently covering the mountains and fields are of average value, but they are better than nothing.

More importantly, she was filled with murderous intent and had no time to carefully distinguish which of the yellow-haired wild dogs had just fled.

So for her, the simplest solution was... to kill them all!

At the same time, Old Dog King got up from the ground and swept his fierce eyes around.

It wanted to find Gou An, hunt him down, and regain its dignity.

But the next second, a chilling killing intent suddenly enveloped its entire body, causing all the fur on its body to stiffen instantly.

Old Dog King suddenly looked up and met the cold, indifferent eyes of the female sword cultivator floating in the air.

The female swordsman's gaze sharpened, instantly locking onto her target.

Among the group of wild dogs below, only this old dog king was about the same size as the wild dog she had been chasing.

"Found you!"

The female swordsman smiled coldly, and her long sword suddenly flipped, unleashing a sharp sword aura that pierced the air. Several crisscrossing sword energies, like deadly streaks of light, crashed down on the pack of dogs below!

puff!

puff!

puff!

The sharp sword energy swept mercilessly across the helpless pack of wild dogs below.

In an instant, a piercing scream echoed across the entire hillside, and the stench of blood filled the air.

The group of ordinary first and second-tier wild dogs were no match for the cultivator's sword energy and suffered heavy casualties instantly.

The remaining stray dogs were also terrified, and they all tucked their tails between their legs and howled as they fled in all directions, desperate to survive.

Old Dog King was slightly faster and barely dodged several deadly sword energies, but feeling the overwhelming and terrifying power, he was instantly filled with extreme fear.

It knew very well that the human cultivator before it was someone it could not contend with.

Resisting means death!

Upon realizing this, Old Dog King immediately turned around and fled desperately into the depths of the mountains and forests.

However, the female swordsman had already regarded it as a target to be killed. She followed closely behind with her sword, her sword light locking onto its figure, pressing forward step by step, her killing intent unending.

Sensing the human female swordsman closing in from behind, Old Dog King couldn't understand why she was so determined to kill him!

Meanwhile, Gou An had already slipped away during the chaos among the dogs.

He had no intention of looking back; the screams, bloodshed, and chaos behind him seemed to have nothing to do with him.

For him, survival was the most important thing; everything else came second.

They sped and ran, and even after escaping for several miles, Gou An still didn't feel safe.

There are other human cultivators around this mountain range; even if you escape one, you might encounter another.

There happened to be a muddy pool nearby, and Gou An jumped in without hesitation, rolling around in the mud.

The fur was covered in black mud, which greatly concealed its original distinctive color and scent.

After doing all this, he crawled into a bush, lay prone on all fours with his paws on the ground.

Holding their breath and concentrating, they dared not make the slightest sound.

This lasted for an entire afternoon.

Time flies, and the sun sets in the west in the blink of an eye.

The setting sun was like blood, and the crimson glow spread across the entire Monster Mountain Range, dyeing the forests and vegetation a scarlet red.

The evening breeze grew cool, and the woods finally quieted down.

Gou An could no longer hear the sound of swords or screams, nor could he sense the spiritual energy of human cultivators.

After confirming that the surroundings were completely safe, Gou An slowly crawled out of the bushes.

He walked slowly and carefully through the woods, preparing to return to the cave where he had previously placed the storage bag.

But the sights he saw along the way sent chills down his spine and made his heart pound with fear.

The carcasses of former dog packs can be seen everywhere in the woodlands along the way.

Whether they were first-tier or second-tier, they all lay in pools of blood, their bodies mangled beyond recognition, fragments of torso here, broken bones there, their wounds clean and sharp, all traces of being directly slashed by sword energy.

And without exception, all the demon cores had been dug out.

Clearly, the female swordsman vented all her anger on the other pack of wild dogs.

What's strange is that they take away the corpses of other monsters as well.

But the dogs' bodies were not found.

Clearly, low-level wild dogs seem to have little value to them.

As they continued their journey, Gou An discovered the mutilated corpse of Old Dog King in a forest.

It used to swagger around among the dogs and bully them with its power, but its body was cleaved to pieces by the sword energy, almost cut into a pile of flesh, and its death was the most tragic.

Seeing this horrific scene, Gou An felt a sudden chill run down his spine, instinctively shivering, his heart filled with lingering fear.

If he had been even half a step slower and hadn't used the pack of dogs to escape, he would be the one in this miserable state!

Unable to bear thinking about this outcome any longer, Gou An suppressed the turmoil in his heart and turned to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.

Just then, a faint rustling sound came from the pile of dead leaves behind him.

Gou An's nerves tensed instantly, his hair stood on end, and he abruptly turned his head to be on guard.

But the next second, a thin, frail figure emerged shakily from the bushes.

It was another yellow-haired stray dog.

Gou An recognized it; it was the weakest first-tier demon beast among the pack of dogs.

It was skinny, with clearly visible ribs, weak constitution, sparse and mottled yellow fur, and many hairs had fallen out, making it look very slovenly. It was called "Lazybones" by the pack of dogs.

In the past, Lai Pi had no status among the dogs and could only scavenge the scraps left by other stray dogs, barely surviving on scraps, extremely lowly.

They're living even worse lives than I am, this outcast!

At this moment, Lai Pi was trembling all over, his eyes filled with fear and apprehension, clearly still unable to recover from the bloody massacre that had just taken place.

When it saw Gou An, it drooped its ears, wagged its tail incessantly to please him, and made whimpering noises, displaying an extremely humble posture as it desperately tried to win Gou An's favor.

With the old dog king dead and the pack wiped out, it seems to have made the stronger Gou An its only support.

Lai Pi circled around Gou An's feet, whispering obsequiously in animal language, "Brother Gou, Brother Gou! It's great, you're still alive!"

Gou An merely glanced at it coldly, ignoring it, and turned to leave.

But Lai Pi followed behind, wanting to go with them.

Gou An directly rebuked and warned, "Get lost, don't follow me."

He didn't want to have such a burden on him; it would only cause more trouble.

But Lai Pi was still persistent, shamelessly following closely behind him and refusing to leave.

"Brother Gou, wait for me. From now on, I'll acknowledge you as my dog ​​king and listen to whatever you say."

Gou An had no interest in being the king of dogs, and he was well aware of how shameless this guy was.

He then whirled around and delivered a powerful kick that sent the man flying.

Then, with a swift movement, he disappeared into the forest path.

He was perfectly clear-headed.

Survival in chaotic times: the strong prey on the weak.

A Tier 1 wild dog like Rascal is too weak and useless; it will only drag you down.

Being a lone dog, unburdened and unattached, hiding and stealthily is the safest way to survive at this stage.