Bai Ziyue’s gaze quickly landed on a small dog, covered in mud and filth, its fur matted together, being kicked into the air by someone.
With just one glance, Bai Ziyue could see that the young man in fine clothes found the small dog too close for comfort and lashed out in disgust.
The small dog rolled on the ground and quickly stood up again, its eyes fierce. Seizing the moment when the young man was off guard, it rushed back to bite him.
Feeling the pain in his leg, the young man’s face changed, and he kicked forcefully again.
With a loud thud, the small dog was kicked right into the wall before falling down.
At this point, the small dog’s breath had become very weak, and one of its legs was clearly broken. It whimpered and struggled a few times before standing up with a limp.
When Bai Ziyue thought the small dog would run away with its tail between its legs, and the young man in fine clothes apparently thought the same, not planning to pay it any more attention, the small dog again charged at the young man in fine clothes. Even though it was unsteady and nearly rolled over again, it stubbornly struggled to bite him.
"This is truly bizarre."
The young man in fine clothes got angrier, kicked out again, and after sending the small dog flying, he followed up with two steps and kicked its head fiercely.
After a few kicks, the young man finally felt satisfied and left without giving it another thought.
Standing not far away, Bai Ziyue witnessed the entire scene and frowned slightly. He had initially planned to ignore it, but seeing the small dog stubbornly fighting back despite its injuries touched him.
Of course, the most important thing was that he sensed something unusual about this small dog.
After some thought, Bai Ziyue moved closer.
He could tell that the small dog was not dead yet, but if ignored, it would surely not survive a few more hours.
As he approached, a rancid smell immediately hit him.
Bai Ziyue thought it was no wonder the young man despised it so much; no one would be able to stand such a stench.
He himself was also unwilling to touch such a filthy small dog, so he quickly pulled out a talisman from his sleeve.
He had exchanged with the elder scholar and drawn several of these simple talismans, although the elder scholar was not interested in something that had no combat power, leaving them all on Bai Ziyue.
After glancing around and seeing no one paying attention, Bai Ziyue activated his power.
A green light instantly enveloped the small dog.
In a flash, the previously filthy, foul-smelling small dog was cleaned, and even its fur became much smoother.
Now, the small dog looked much more pleasing to the eye.
It seemed no more than a month or two old. Apart from the injuries from the young man in fine clothes, its body was covered in other wounds.
The most noticeable was the bite mark on its neck, which still oozed pus even after being cleaned by the talisman.
No wonder the small dog smelled so bad. Judging by its condition, even without the kicks, its wounds would have become infected and killed it eventually.
However, thinking about the young man being bitten by the dog brought a strange expression to Bai Ziyue’s face.
If the man’s luck was bad, he might actually contract rabies. Bai Ziyue wondered if this world had a cure for such a fatal disease.
Given the man’s fine clothes, he would not worry about medical expenses.
A Cleaning Talisman naturally had no healing effects.
The small dog’s breathing was still very weak; it did not even have the strength to move.
However, the slight rise and fall of its chest was more pronounced than before, and its color looked slightly healthier, no longer as if it would die any moment.
"Whether you survive depends on your own fate."
Bai Ziyue lifted the small dog in his hands, abandoning the idea of asking his fellow sect brothers for help, and headed straight home.
Before long, Bai Ziyue reached the vicinity of his residence and saw a figure waiting at his door from afar.
"Senior Brother Liu Heng, does Master have something for me?" Bai Ziyue greeted from a distance, curious.
The figure was Liu Heng, nephew of Liu Dong. Generally sociable, Liu Heng would not usually come unless instructed by the Sect Leader.
At the moment, Liu Heng held a fairly heavy cloth bag, from which slight oil stains seeped out.
Seeing this, Bai Ziyue’s heart stirred.
"Junior Brother Bai, I knew you must have gone out early, so I waited here for a while," Liu Heng said, slightly surprised to see the small dog in Bai Ziyue’s hands. "I didn’t expect you to keep a dog? Though it seems about to die?"
"I just found it and brought it back," Bai Ziyue explained.
Nodding, Liu Heng handed over the cloth bag and said, "This is snake demon meat sent by the Sect Leader. It is said to contain special spiritual qi that is extraordinarily beneficial for us martial artists, greatly enhancing our qi and blood, and accelerating the cultivation of External Forging and Internal Cultivation."
I heard that the essence of this meat is effective even for peak inner cultivation martial artists like Officer Qin Yu. Eating more of it can help them to further cultivate inner strength.
This piece was specifically reserved for you by the Sect Leader, and he even took a bit out of his share for you.
Don’t be fooled by its small bag; it weighs at least a hundred pounds. The meat is very dense, so you’ll need to add a lot of water while cooking it."
Bai Ziyue’s face stiffened, and with a bit of hesitation, he said, "No... no need."
"What? Are you afraid of snakes? But the Sect Leader said this would be beneficial to your cultivation. You’ll soon be competing with Li Yingru for the title of Outstanding Disciple. Increasing your Qi and blood will also increase your strength.
The more power you have, the higher your chances of winning, right?
It’s a blessing that others are envious of. Even if you’re afraid of snakes, bear with it."
Liu Heng looked at Bai Ziyue strangely and quickly persuaded him.
Bai Ziyue could only nod and accept it.
He’s not exactly afraid of snakes; it’s just that he clearly remembered throwing Wu Hao and a corpse of a zombie into that dry well back then.
Now, it is obvious that they must have ended up in the stomach of that snake demon.
Moreover, during the demon disaster, this snake demon also swallowed many people, including the master of the Elder Scholar, Hee Shoufang.
Even if he was desperate to increase his strength, he wouldn’t eat this snake meat.
But in front of Liu Heng, he couldn’t refuse, so he could only consider discarding it or giving it away later.
However, having this snake demon meat in his possession gave him an excuse to display greater strength, which wasn’t a bad thing.
Back in the courtyard, Bai Ziyue casually placed the bag containing snake meat aside, and then found a wooden box to put the puppy inside.
Looking at the wound on its neck, pus kept oozing, and a foul odor spread out.
Not bothering to buy medicine for it, Bai Ziyue took out a Cleaning Talisman and activated it.
In an instant, the puppy was cleaned again, and the pus was removed.
Seeing this, Bai Ziyue got up and stopped paying attention to it.
He didn’t know medicine; what he could do was limited. So, as he said before, whether it survived depended on its own fortune.
Clearing the pus was the only thing he could do.
Then, almost impatiently, he took out a Jade Scroll Eye.
"The Thunderfall Skill, I wonder how difficult it is to cultivate, and how much spiritual power and spiritual energy are needed to cast it."
Bai Ziyue thought to himself, placing the Jade Scroll Eye closer to his forehead and letting his spiritual power pour into it.
In an instant, the Jade Scroll Eye shattered into pieces, becoming fragments, while his mind was immediately filled with the cultivation method of the Thunderfall Skill.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
It took five full breaths before Bai Ziyue came back to his senses.
The confusion in his eyes was gone, but a faint helpless smile appeared on his face.
Even though he was mentally prepared, knowing that mastering the Thunderfall Skill would be extremely difficult, it was only after obtaining the cultivation method that he realized it was far more difficult than he had imagined.
So far, Bai Ziyue had mastered a good number of spells. These included the spirit fire technique, spirit light shield, grudge cleansing technique, and spiritual eye technique.
The core of these spells was special runes. As long as his spiritual power was sufficient to visualize the structure of the runes in his mind and inject spiritual energy into them, he could naturally cast the spells.
The grudge cleansing technique had the fewest core runes, only five, making it relatively easy to learn.
Following that were the spirit fire technique and spirit light shield, each with six runes, while the spiritual eye technique had the most, a full nine runes.
Because the core runes of these spells were relatively few, Bai Ziyue was able to cast these spells smoothly.
Even improving the spirit fire technique and spirit light shield to mastery allowed him to optimize their rune structures, enabling faster, more efficient casting with greater power.
However, the Thunderfall Skill had a whopping forty-eight core runes.
With Bai Ziyue’s current spiritual strength, it was impossible to fully and smoothly visualize all forty-eight runes, let alone inject spiritual energy to cast the spell.
"Sure enough, the Elder Scholar was right. This spell is not something I can cultivate right now."
Bai Ziyue shook his head slightly but wasn’t too disappointed.
He had anticipated this earlier.
Not even the Elder Scholar, who was at the fifth layer of Qi Cultivation Realm, could cast it without using Divine Summoning Technique to enhance his overall strength.
"Perhaps reaching the sixth layer of Qi Cultivation Realm is required to use this spell effectively in combat."
Bai Ziyue speculated in his heart, then stepped into his room.
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