Chapter 762 — A High-Rank Dog of the Yellow Stage
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Wait a moment — Wei Zhao suddenly noticed that something about the mighty general seemed off. It looked considerably more robust than before... What was this?
And its spirit seemed unusually keen as well?
Beyond that, there was one crucial question: what sort of aura was the mighty general giving off at this very moment?
Good god!
Wei Zhao's eyes went wide on the spot, and he was struck dumb with amazement.
Was this mighty general still the mighty general? Why did it seem somewhat different?
Wei Zhao stared at the mighty general in disbelief. Was this a divine dog? Was this still an ordinary dog? This was plainly a high-rank dog of the Yellow Stage!
Once the shock passed, Wei Zhao reached out and stroked the mighty general's head. The mighty general obediently nuzzled its head against Wei Zhao's hand — it seemed even more attuned to human feeling than before?
Wei Zhao tested the mighty general's strength, and sure enough, it was truly at the early Yellow Stage!
People are divided by strength — and dogs too?
And a dog could reach Yellow Stage strength? Was that not a bit too absurd?
Yet the fact lay right before his eyes, and Wei Zhao had no choice but to believe it: the true qi contained within the mighty general's body was about the same as that of a fine early Yellow Stage expert! The injuries inside its body had long since healed completely, and now it was even stronger than before!
"Little Wei, come here!" Wei Zhao beckoned to the mighty general.
The mighty general came fawning over, wagging its tail before Wei Zhao, as though it knew that the strength it now possessed was all thanks to Wei Zhao.
"From now on, when I am not home, you can protect the young miss and Little Shu as well. But no fighting at random, understand?" Wei Zhao feared the mighty general might not grasp how to use its strength and would recklessly hurt people. With strength like this, one swipe of its paw at an ordinary person would kill them outright, would it not?
"Woof, woof!" The mighty general answered, wagging its tail, as though it had understood Wei Zhao's words.
"Good. Since you are so obedient, I will not take your strength back..." Wei Zhao had originally meant to strip the mighty general of its cultivated power — a dog possessing Yellow Stage strength was, by any measure, somewhat fantastic. But since the mighty general could understand his words, keeping it around was no bad thing after all; at least it was a helper.
Moreover, Wei Zhao had a half-formed notion: if his own energy could actually transform an ordinary dog into a fine Yellow Stage expert, then could it transform an ordinary person into a Yellow Stage expert as well? That remained to be studied. If his energy truly had such an effect, then could he not mass-produce Yellow Stage experts?
Wei Zhao lifted his head and glanced toward the curtains, only to discover abruptly that the sky had already taken on the pale white of dawn — a whole night had passed?
It suddenly came back to Wei Zhao that he had earlier told Uncle Qing to stand guard at the door, and he wondered whether Uncle Qing had gone back to rest.
At that thought, Wei Zhao quickly rose and opened the door of his room.
In the villa's great hall, the lights burned bright. Uncle Qing stood vigil in full readiness not far from Wei Zhao's door, while Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu leaned against one another on the sofa, not having slept either, their faces full of anxious worry.
Gu Pengzhan had come as well, seated on the sofa opposite Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu. Clearly he had already learned of what had happened before.
At this moment, Gu Pengzhan's brows were tightly knit as he stared at the Everlasting Spring Wood box and the two fragments of the broken map upon the tea table.