The Martial Arts Department (MAD).
Cheng Dongfeng stared blankly at his phone, which had ended its call, and only came to his senses after a long while.
It was not an earthquake?
But … the heritage site was collapsing?
The heritage site was collapsing!!!
His eyes widened, and he turned to look at Duan Tianhe and Ji Dongxu, who were equally dumbfounded. He said in an uncertain tone, "Old Duan, Grandmaster Ji, did I … hear that right?"
The heritage site at Mount Dadong … collapsed?
"No!"
Cheng Dongfeng suddenly exclaimed. "The existence of the heritage site at Mount Dadong is not actually a secret. The elite stationed at Yuzhen had spoken to the Graywolf King many times about opening the heritage site together, but they never came to an agreement, and the Graywolf King did not dare to open it alone, afraid that the phenomenon of the heritage site opening would startle us human elites … so why would it suddenly open the heritage site now?"
Opening the heritage site first if they wanted to collapse it, didn't they?
Jiang He and the Graywolf King opened the heritage site together?
But with Jiang He's personality, would he sit down with the Graywolf King to discuss opening the heritage site?
No way, was it?
It would make more sense if he held a blade and discussed it with the Graywolf King.
Cheng Dongfeng's eyelids twitched at that thought, and he asked hoarsely, "Do you think Jiang He killed the Graywolf King?"
Was there even a need to ask?
Duan Tianhe became worried and rubbed his temples. "Deputy Zhou had just called us a few hours ago, asking us to pass the message to Jiang He and ask him not to cause trouble. Who would have thought that he might have killed another Feral King in the blink of an eye …"
He let out a sigh.
Duan Tianhe was rather helpless.
But was helplessness useful now that things had come to this?
It was just a Feral King, and so be it if it was killed. At most, Minister Wang and the Dragoncroc Emperor would have to waste their breath. Still, there was no confirmation that Jiang He had killed the Graywolf King, which was why Duan Tianhe did not report the matter at once.
He called for Bai Feifei and instructed her, "Gather the men. We're leaving for Mount Dadong in ten minutes."
Bai Feifei did not know what happened, but she did not ask when she saw Duan Tianhe's serious look, and turned to prepare.
Duan Tianhe turned to Cheng Dongfeng then, remembering something. "By the way, Old Cheng, what else did Jiang He say? I think I heard something about Dumbo and Trumbo … "
"Dumbo is Jiang He's dog, while Trumbo is his cat."
Cheng Dongfeng explained, "Jiang He had me bring his cat and dog to Mount Dadong, saying that they are useful."
As he spoke, he almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Dumbo?
Trumbo?
Jiang He really was a genius at naming things!
Duan Tianhe didn't care about the name. Instead, he furrowed his brows and said, "This place is over 300 li away from Dong Mountain. It's so far away. Why bring a cat and dog there?"
However …
Twenty minutes later, when Duan Tianhe arrived at Jiang He's door, he finally realized how laughable his thoughts had been!
At Jiang He's doorstep.
Dumbo stood on its hind legs, one paw crossed over its chest, while the other held an S-grade alloy longsword. Beside Dumbo, Trumbo, who had yet to 'gigantify', stood on its hind legs as well, carrying an S-grade alloy combat blade over its shoulder that was at least four times its size.
Perhaps because it was uncomfortable to carry it like that, Trumbo's body swelled and expanded to the height of an adult man.
But that was not the point.
The point was that the cat and dog were exuding an aura that left Duan Tianhe's heart pounding.
Sitting on the passenger seat, Duan Tianhe gulped as he stared at the cat and dog that were approaching his car, quietly muttering, "Old Cheng, Jiang He's cat and dog … are rank-seven now?"
Rank-seven!
And not the novice kind.
As for himself …
Could he beat them?
He definitely could, right? After all, Ferals did not have an advantage against human martial artists of the same tier. After all, human martial artists had exquisite martial arts, weapons, and combat suits … even if this cat and dog were holding weapons like humans and dogs, would they know how to use them?
Did they know blade techniques?
Sword techniques?
Duan Tianhe felt much more balanced at that thought.
Just as Duan Tianhe's imagination ran wild, Dumbo and Trumbo had arrived beside the car. They opened the doors and sat upright on the backseat.
In the driver's seat, Cheng Dongfeng turned to look at Dumbo and Trumbo, all smiles. "Dumbo, Trumbo, shall we go now?"
"B * stard!"
Dumbo suddenly widened its eyes and barked, "Who are you to say Dumbo and Trumbo's names?"
Its roar was loud and clear. It actually spoke Mandarin without any accent. Most importantly, its voice was loud and clear, causing the car to tremble.
Meow, meow, meow!!!
Trumbo was meowing along as well, raising its paw to draw its blade. However, Dumbo reacted quickly and pressed Trumbo's blade back, shaking its head and saying, "Don't be rash, Trumbo. That ugly man is Master's grand-disciple, and Master would blame you if you kill him."
Meow?
Trumbo tilted its head and thought about it, before extending its paw to feel around its buttocks, pulling out a piece of grilled meat and munching on it.
In the car.
Cheng Dongfeng was getting anxious and said with a red face, "You dog, who are you calling ugly?"
Dumbo rolled its eyes in a very human-like manner, its lips curling as it flatly said, "I'm calling whoever's in a hurry … alright, Master has already called me to inform me. Let's go at once and don't keep him waiting."
"What the hell …"
Being ordered around by a dog, Cheng Dongfeng's temper flared up immediately. Duan Tianhe hurriedly pulled Cheng Dongfeng back and used Secret Voice-sending to say, "Old Cheng, hold it in, hold it in. Why must you lower yourself to a dog's level?"
Cheng Dongfeng took a few deep breaths to calm his raging heart, and only then did he start the engine, start the car, and start the car.
Dumbo spoke again just as the car started.
This time, it was speaking in Xibei dialect with a hint of disdain in its voice. "Shouldn't this stupid car be (tossed) away? Ha (still) driving? Ha, my Master's car is so awesome — it's driverless and voice-activated, and he can sleep when he's driving, and we'll be there when he wakes up."
Duan Tianhe: "…"
What the hell!
Being mocked by a dog … was so unbearable!
… …
Meanwhile.
Back at Mount Dadong.
Jiang He was holding Yan Dehao by the hand over some ruins, asking about the Sky Demon Cult.
Yan Dehao briefly told him what he knew.
Jiang He frowned and exclaimed in surprise, "Grandmaster Yan, isn't your information … inaccurate? I've heard that the Sky Demon Cult has deep roots and innumerable elites, but you're saying that they only have two divine-tier elites, one Void-tier Hierarch, four to five rank-nines, and twenty rank-eights … isn't that a little too few? "
Yan Dehao clutched his forehead, unable to say anything just then.
The Sky Demon Cult had two divine-tier elites, one Void-tier elite, four to five rank-nines, and over twenty rank-eights …
Are they that weak?
Fine.
It seems that they are not that powerful for you, Jiang He. But don't you know why the Sky Demon Cult has so few elites now?
You've killed two of the divine-tier Cardinal's cardinals.
'The Sentinels of the Sky Demon Cult, the First Elder, the Third Elder, the Fourth Elder, the Fifth Elder, and the Sixth Elder have all been killed by you. There are less than ten Holy Children, and you've killed almost half of them. Of the thirty-six Lords of Decans, you've killed more than a dozen of them. How many experts could the Sky Demon Cult have left?
Beside them, Jiang He mused to himself for a long time before sighing emotionally, "Since the Sky Demon Cult is so weak, I'll find some time to wipe them out …"
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