"I found it, I found it!"
"Mount Putuo belongs to Jiangzhe Province, but it's not on land, but in the seas southeast of the Zhoushan Archipelago …"
"We could depart from the Qiantang River estuary to the Purple Bamboo Forest of Mount Putuo."
In the wildlands outside Hangzhou City base, Trumbo was adjusting its reading glasses without lenses with its paw, while its other paw was skillfully fiddling with its phone.
Beside it was Dumbo, who was wearing baggy pants and holding a cigar in its mouth, standing on its hind legs like a human, its paws resting on its hip.
Dumbo took a puff of his cigar, choking and tearing up as he cursed, "What the hell? I've always seen others smoking cigars so happily, but why do I have a sore throat when I smoke? Looks like I can't smoke cigars from now on, and I'll have to smoke Chinese instead."
With that, it pointed at Hangzhou City base several kilometers away. "What are we waiting for? Let's charge into the city, capture someone, and have him lead us to the Qiantang River estuary."
"No!"
Trumbo said slowly. "We'll definitely scare people if we enter the city looking like us, and we could find the Qiantang River estuary on the map."
Clutching its phone, it began searching again.
"The Qiantang River is just twenty kilometers away from Hangzhou City … hmmm, that was before the Revival of Qi. After the Revival of Qi, there were too many powerful Ferals in the waters, which was why Hangzhou City was relocated, and it is now around eighty kilometers away from the Qiantang River."
"A military base has been set up at the Qiantang River estuary to repel the Ferals in the waters."
Trumbo remained emotionless and said slowly like an old scholar, "We could go to the military base at the Qiantang River estuary and ask for Mount Putuo's location then."
"Didn't you say we could look it up online?"
Dumbo asked in surprise, throwing away its cigar.
A little embarrassed, Trumbo lowered its head and whispered, "I can't tell north from south … that's why we have to get someone to lead us to the military base at the Qiantang River estuary."
Dumbo did a double take, before bursting into laughter and barking.
Meanwhile, the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers were having fun.
Up in the skies.
Two golden eagles were circling and chasing each other, having a lot of fun.
At this moment, a car horn sounded, followed by the sound of an emergency brake. Someone cursed, "You blind thing, do you want to die?"
Both Dumbo and Trumbo quickly turned to find that several modified pickup trucks had stopped on a nearby road, with the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers standing beside them.
The seven brothers were playing and didn't pay attention to the car. They suddenly ran out and were almost hit by the car.
Seventh Baby was scolded. He pouted and felt wronged.
Eldest Baby stepped forward to apologize.
The driver sneered and scolded, "Where are your parents? Did he have a mother who gave birth to him but not a mother who raised him? Who gave you the guts to play outside the city? "
Usually, the area within 10 kilometers of the base city was a safe zone. Warriors and armies would sweep the area regularly to clear out the Ferocious Beasts. After all, the people in the base city had to eat and the crops near the city could not be destroyed by the Ferocious Beasts.
But sometimes, there would be fish that slipped through the net, so normally, no one would run out of the city.
"F * ck!"
Dumbo rubbed its paws and was about to rush out when it heard the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers being scolded, but Trumbo stopped it and said gently, "Don't be rash. Eldest Baby and the others can handle it."
"This must be a party of martial artists, and their strongest is just rank-six intermediate."
Over there.
The Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers were not angry, and all of them said, "Uncle, we don't have mothers."
It was only then that the driver noticed that the seven brothers looked identical, and was promptly shocked.
He called out, and the martial artists and Extraordinaires all alighted from the cars. They sized up the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers, and someone said, "You don't have a mother. Did you crawl out of a rock?"
Eldest Baby shook his head and said seriously, "We didn't crawl out of a rock. My grandfather grew us from a bottle gourd."
Everyone in the martial artist party was at first taken aback, but soon burst into laughter. The martial artist who scolded the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers just now reached out to pat Eldest Baby's head, chuckling sinisterly, "This dog is quite funny …"
"What the hell!"
Dumbo kicked away Trumbo who was blocking its way and barked, "I could tolerate them bullying the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers, but I won't tolerate them insulting me!"
In a flash, Dumbo turned into a daemonic cloud and flew towards them, slapping the martial artist to the ground with a paw and sneered, "A bunch of blind fools. Do you have a death wish?"
The entire martial artist party was petrified.
And then …
They shuddered.
Trumbo flew to them leisurely and hovered in the air, adjusting its reading glasses and sighing. "Dumbo, you have to change that temper of yours. The Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers are equal to divine-tempest pinnacle martial artists, and they could handle these small fries."
Every member of the martial artist party's eyes widened in disbelief.
Two …
Feral Kings?
No!
They were Feral Emperors if they could speak human language!
That was when the two golden eaglets in the skies sensed what was happening below and descended as well.
It had only been slightly more than a month since they had hatched from their shells, but because they had been using spirit stones to cultivate every day, their strength had improved very quickly. Coupled with the fact that they possessed the bloodline of divine beasts, as their strength improved, their bloodline was stimulated step by step. Although they had not been through the Four Nine Minor Tribulations for long, the ferocity of their bodies was not the slightest bit weaker than that of Emperor Realm vicious beasts.
Moreover, their wingspans were almost eighty meters.
Thud!
Every member of the martial artist party dropped to their knees.
“hetui！”
Eldest Brother spat in disgust …
Still, he accidentally spat out an air blade, and with a whoosh, a large portion of the forest in front of him fell.
Right at that moment, an aura rose from the Hangzhou Base City.
The martial artist guarding Hangzhou City promptly rushed to them, and his expression changed when he sensed the auras of Dumbo, Trumbo, and the golden eaglets. Not daring to approach, he yelled from the distance, "Where did you come from, Feral? How dare you make trouble outside Hangzhou City?"
Riding a daemonic cloud, Dumbo took to the air and stared at the martial artist, sneering, "I'm Jiang He's dog. What's your name? Come here, I have something to ask you. "
"…"
The divine-tier martial artist did a double take, but soon came to a realization.
Jiang He's dog?
He had heard of it.
He cautiously flew toward them and discreetly studied Dumbo, Trumbo, and the golden eaglet brothers, and could not help gasping as he thought to himself, 'I heard that Mister Jiang likes pets and has a cat and a dog, both of which are Feral Kings. Now, it seems that rumors are not to be believed — their auras have reached Feral Emperor tier!'
'And the two eaglets are not that far off either!'
'On the other hand, why are the seven children living together with Mister Jiang's pets?'
As his thoughts raced, he quickly said solemnly when he heard Dumbo asking about Mount Putuo, "Um … Mister Dog, weird things have been happening at Mount Putuo recently, with unusual phenomena occurring frequently. Elites have gone to investigate and have yet to return, and the higher-ups have decreed that no one is to head there."
Dumbo's eyes lit up at once.
Did that not mean something interesting was about to happen?
Since it insisted on going, the elite who watched over the Hangzhou base could not stop it. As such, he led Dumbo's group to the military base at the Qiantang River harbor and pointed them in the right direction.
The cat, the dog, the two golden eaglets, and the Seven Bottle Gourd Brothers hence took to the skies and disappeared over the horizon.
The divine-tier martial artist promptly found the person in charge of the military base at the Qiantang River harbor and reported the matter, saying, "The two eaglets, the cat, and the dog are Mister Jiang's pets, and the seven children are very special as well. They might be prodigies groomed by Mister Jiang, so all of you must keep a close eye on Mount Putuo, and contact Mister Jiang at once if anything unusual happens."
…
The weather was clear on the eighth of December.
Though the skies were clear for miles, there was a chill in Xibei in December, and some civilians were even wearing sweaters and long johns. * * *
Inside the farm.
Jiang He dusted himself off, feeling a little emotional …
Dumbo and the others had run off, leaving his house empty. Most importantly, there was no one to dig holes when it came to planting.
"Those bastards have been gone for two days, and they didn't even give me a call … Why are they dawdling when I told them to build some pavilions, fake mountains, and bamboo forests?"
Jiang He cursed inwardly and left the farm.
Whipping out his phone, he was about to call Dumbo and Trumbo.
Both cat and dog were equipped with satellite phones.
Be that as it may, they were not within the service area even after dialing five times.
…
At the same time.
At the military base at the Qiantang River harbor, a military elite stood on high ground and looked toward Mount Putuo from afar.
In the direction of Mount Potala, a golden light rose up, dyeing half the sky golden. Many white clouds floated in the sky, flying towards Mount Potala.
The military elite did not pay attention to that. After all, such a phenomenon had been happening every other day over the last fortnight, and it would fade after four minutes.
The military had sent a divine-tier elite to investigate the situation, but he never returned. Moreover, the higher-ups had ordered them to leave Mount Putuo alone, and it was said that the phenomenon had drawn the attention of many immortal sects, demonic sects, and daemon cultivators.
Still …
Five minutes later, the expression on the military elite's face changed a little.
The phenomenon that dyed half the skies golden had yet to fade.
Another ten minutes passed, but the phenomenon did not fade. Instead, veins of Buddhist chants lingered, vaguely coming from the direction of Mount Putuo. Over the distant horizon, veins of powerful auras appeared, along with frightening energy ripples clashing, causing waves in the nearby rivers and even the Qiantang River to rise.
He could vaguely hear a dog barking. Even from dozens of kilometers away, the dog's barking appeared extremely arrogant and spoke in human tongue, bellowing, "I'm Jiang He's dog! Who dares touch me?"
"If Lord Dog loses even a strand of hair today, everyone here will die!"
And then …
The frightening energy ripples promptly faded, and the veins of powerful auras that shook heaven and earth rapidly withdrew. Even the phenomenon of golden radiance that filled the skies was gone in a matter of breaths!
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