At this moment, Lu Ming felt a wave of pain so intense that his entire body spasmed.
His vision turned black in waves, and his consciousness felt like snow being torn apart by a raging gale.
Gritting his teeth, he frantically operated his technique.
For a brief moment, the pain was so excruciating that he wanted to give up. To hell with being the protagonist, to hell with cultivation.
I don't want to do anything anymore. I just want relief.
But the moment he was about to give up, a trace of unwillingness welled up from the depths of his heart.
If he, a grand protagonist, died just like this, wouldn't it be too pathetic?
Moreover, he had promised Big Yellow that he would take it to roam the cultivation world. If he died, wouldn't the dog end up as a stray?
He pictured the miserable fate of a stray dog.
Sigh... Forget it. As long as the pain doesn't kill me, I'll cultivate like my life depends on it. I'm going to give it everything I've got.
I refuse to believe pain alone can kill me!
Having made up his mind, Lu Ming numbly operated his technique amidst the agonizing pain.
As Lu Ming ran his technique over and over again, his shattered dantian actually began to undergo a slow transformation.
At first, it was merely a black dot. But as time passed, it actually turned into a rotating vortex.
As the vortex spun, it gradually formed a black hole.
The surrounding spiritual energy also began to flood frantically into Lu Ming's body.
Lu Ming, who was still frantically operating his technique, furrowed his brows.
Why did it feel like it didn't hurt as much anymore?
Was it an illusion? No, it really didn't hurt anymore.
Immediately after, Lu Ming realized that he truly felt no pain at all.
Furthermore, his entire body was bursting with strength.
The places that had just been injured were completely healed.
“Hahaha... I did it! I actually did it!”
Lu Ming stopped his cultivation and laughed hysterically with joy.
“Big Yellow, I did it! It hurt like hell! I really thought I was going to die from the pain...”
Lu Ming hugged Big Yellow's neck, happily sharing his joy.
“Woof woof!”
Big Yellow's eyes were also brimming with tears, genuinely happy for Lu Ming.
Only it knew what Lu Ming had gone through—a whole day and night!
Lu Ming had been bleeding from all over, looking like he could drop dead at any moment. Several times, it had been ready to collect his corpse.
And then, reclaim its position as the absolute boss of Peace Town's dog world.
It hadn't expected Lu Ming to actually grit his teeth and survive.
“Big Yellow, I want you to wait a bit before cultivating. Wait until I find a suitable technique for you.”
“This technique is too painful to cultivate. If you're not careful, you might lose your dog life.”
Lu Ming spoke once he calmed down.
“Woof woof!”
Big Yellow shook its head frantically. I want to try too!
“You want to try?”
Big Yellow nodded vigorously.
“Alright, you can try. But don't take any pills first. If something goes wrong, stop immediately...”
Lu Ming had been the only one cultivating before; he had never let Big Yellow try.
After all, this was a technique meant for humans. Who knew what would happen if a dog cultivated it?
Lu Ming first read the technique to Big Yellow word by word.
Then, he explained it to it.
Afterward, Big Yellow imitated Lu Ming. It straightened its back, sat upright, and began to form hand seals according to its own understanding.
Calling it forming hand seals was a stretch; it was really just waving its dog paws around randomly.
However, the moment it formed the seals and operated the technique, a circulation pathway automatically surfaced in its mind.
Big Yellow was taken aback. This isn't what Boss taught me?
Whatever, trying it won't kill a dog.
A moment later, Big Yellow felt the spiritual energy in the void being drawn directly into its body.
Lu Ming, who was guarding Big Yellow, saw it succeed instantly.
He was so dumbfounded he almost bit his own tongue. He even began to suspect if he had cultivated a demon beast technique instead.
Why did Big Yellow succeed in an instant, while he had to suffer endless torment?
And the technique Big Yellow was cultivating seemed different from his own?
Once Big Yellow finished its cultivation, Lu Ming said in a solemn tone:
“Big Yellow, you truly deserve to be my brother. Your talent is indeed terrifyingly formidable...”
“Woof woof!”
Big Yellow rubbed against Lu Ming excitedly. I succeeded, and it didn't hurt!
“Big Yellow! I have to ask, how did you manage to cultivate successfully?”
Big Yellow shook its head blankly. I just followed what you taught, and it worked instantly.
“Ah... You're driving me crazy, Big Yellow! How can you be more talented than me?”
“Woof woof!”
Big Yellow pondered for a long moment. Could it be that I'm the protagonist dog?
Lu Ming was startled, but once he realized what it meant, he burst into hearty laughter:
“Haha! Yes, that must be it!”
In any case, as long as Big Yellow was fine, who cared how it cultivated?
“Woof woof!”
Big Yellow also bared its teeth and laughed wildly.
Immediately after, the two of them began to play and tussle.
As Lu Ming's laughter and Big Yellow's barking drifted out, the passersby walking past their small courtyard all assumed Lu Ming had gone mad because of his former fiancée's death.
The shock had driven him insane...
Indeed, while Lu Ming and Big Yellow were busy researching their cultivation technique, his former fiancée and Young Master Chen had passed away one after the other.
Chen Dayou had also fallen bedridden due to the consecutive blows.
By the looks of it, he was also about to breathe his last.
When Lu Ming heard the news from the grey-clothed old man, he was completely shocked.
Was his protagonist halo really this powerful?
He didn't seem to have done anything, did he? He had only "invited" their ancestral tablets, and yet their entire family was wiped out?
“Kid Lu, are you sure you haven't gone mad?”
The grey-clothed old man stared at Lu Ming with curiosity.
“Uncle Wang, what nonsense are you talking about?”
Lu Ming looked at the old man speechlessly. Did this guy not know how to speak?
If he weren't planning to mooch another meal at the old man's place, he wouldn't even bother talking to him.
The old man chuckled awkwardly. “Well, isn't the whole town saying you've gone mad?”
Lu Ming didn't even know what to say.
Could these people not spread more reliable gossip?
Under the old man's resentful gaze, Lu Ming and Big Yellow successfully mooched yet another meal.
“Uncle Wang, I'm preparing to leave...”
Uncle Wang, who was clearing the dishes, was startled.
“To... where?”
“Out there.”
“Kid Lu, it's dangerous out there!”
Lu Ming waved his hand dismissively and chuckled.
“Hehe... The world is vast, and I want to see it. I want to make a name for myself.”
Hearing Lu Ming say this, Uncle Wang looked at him and advised:
“Then be careful.”
“I will. I also wish you a long and healthy life.”
Afterward, Lu Ming and Big Yellow left the old man's house.
Instead of returning to their dilapidated courtyard, they walked straight out of Peace Town.
Only after Lu Ming left did the old man discover a ragged cloth bag left behind.
Opening it, his eyes widened in shock.
Inside were actually two gold ingots.
He hurriedly ran outside to give chase, but the young man was already nowhere to be found.
The reason Lu Ming gave the old man so much gold wasn't just because he had mooched a few meals.
Rather, he had found out that this old man had helped his predecessor quite a lot in the past.
But eventually, because the old man advised the predecessor to stop clinging to that disastrous fiancée, the predecessor had been ungrateful and, in a fit of anger, stopped speaking to him altogether.
When Lu Ming learned of this, he wished he could slap his predecessor.
The previous owner of this body was truly a piece of work.
“Woof woof~~”
Big Yellow wagged its tail and looked at Lu Ming in confusion.
“Are you wondering why I didn't kill Chen Dayou to get revenge?”
Big Yellow nodded, looking at him curiously.
Lu Ming let out a soft sigh and looked toward the horizon.
“Big Yellow! It's not because I'm soft-hearted.
“Rather, it's because I still have a sliver of principle.
“Back then, Chen Dayou could have directly killed me, yet he spared my life and left me to fend for myself. Thus, I choose to let him fend for himself as well...”
Big Yellow nodded thoughtfully. Boss really is an upright and good person.
“However, we cannot be like this once we enter the cultivation world.”
At that moment, Lu Ming suddenly raised his voice.
Big Yellow also raised its head abruptly, looking at Lu Ming intently.
“Cultivators and mortals are completely different. The cultivation world is a place where the strong prey on the weak. Once you make a move, you must kill with a single blow and leave no loose ends. Otherwise, trouble will follow endlessly...”
Big Yellow nodded solemnly, indicating it had learned its lesson. Boss really is a cautious person.
“Let's go, Big Yellow! This Emperor will take you to roam the cultivation world... Hahaha!”
“Woof woof~~”
The figures of the man and the dog disappeared into the sunset at the edge of the sky.
Two years later.
In a dense forest, Lu Ming skillfully swung his sword, and a wild boar fell dead on the spot.
Skinning it and starting a fire, he began roasting it directly.
“Big Yellow, once we cross this forest, we should be able to reach Yanwu City...”
Big Yellow nodded perfunctorily, its gaze entirely fixed on the sizzling, greasy roast meat in Lu Ming's hands.
Needless to say, Lu Ming's roasting skills were absolutely superb.
Over the past two years, the man and the dog had traveled while cultivating, gathering information about the so-called cultivation world.
Heaven never betrays those who try. They finally found out that every hundred years, many immortal sects would come to Yanwu City to recruit disciples.
They had wasted an entire year just on the journey to Yanwu City.
At the same time, Lu Ming also learned about the layout of this world.
This world was called the Tianxuan Continent. As for how large it was, the answer Lu Ming received was simply: extremely vast.
They were currently in the Eastern Province of the Tianxuan Continent, which was divided into five provinces in total.
Gnawing on the wild boar meat, Lu Ming continued to speak with his mouth full:
“Once we arrive in Yanwu City, we must be extra careful. Someone who looks ordinary might have an old monster backing them.”
Woof!
Big Yellow barked in response, indicating it understood. Over the past two years, Big Yellow had experienced a lot alongside Lu Ming.
It understood all too well the horror of "beating the young and bringing out the old."
Once, they had encountered an ordinary bully who wanted to stew Big Yellow into a dog meat hotpot.
Big Yellow had taught the man on the spot that dog meat hotpot wasn't something he could eat so easily.
Who would have thought that the bully actually had a cultivator backing him?
If their cultivation hadn't been superior, they would have kicked the bucket right then and there.
Therefore, Big Yellow deeply agreed with Lu Ming's words.
After eating and packing up, the man and the dog hit the road once more.
...
Looking at the three characters for "Qingshan Sect" in front of him, Lu Ming felt a strange sense of familiarity.
Because he felt that this Qingshan Sect shared a wonderful similarity with his neighbor in his previous life—the Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital.
They both shared the "Qingshan" name...
He decided that he would join this sect.
The reason he wanted to join this sect was that, after researching for so long,
he found that the Qingshan Sect was the most suitable for him.
First, the sect was completely deserted, with not a single person coming to join.
It was perfect for a protagonist like him who preferred to avoid all kinds of trouble.
Second, the other sects actually didn't want him...
They had actually claimed that he possessed no spiritual roots.
Wasn't that pure nonsense? If he didn't have spiritual roots, how could he have successfully cultivated?
It was clear that their testing was inaccurate. Joining such sects would only hinder his performance.
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