Little Silver's expression was very serious when he said this, and Loopy Toad realized that he definitely wasn't joking … Furthermore, putting together all these characteristics, it seemed that the owner of this "Bone King" had already completely overlapped with Dog Saint.
Actually, it made sense why Crying Old Immortal's Fenrir liked this bone so much. Fenrir was a Western devil beast, but in the end, it was still a dog … Furthermore, this bone belonged to Dog Saint, so there was no reason for it not to be excited.
Thus, Loopy Toad didn't doubt Little Silver's words at all. After all, when Dog Saint had been eaten, Little Silver had been hiding in the Sacred Dog clan's depository of Buddhist texts. As he watched Dog Saint being turned into a spicy hot pot, he had strongly condemned and protested in his heart on behalf of all dog lovers as he drooled …
Ever since the massacre of the Holy Beasts, the news of the Holy Beasts had been cut off a long time ago. Over the years, many cultivators who were traveling outside had picked up a lot of broken bones that were suspected to belong to the Holy Beasts, but these broken bones had been collected and sealed in the museum.
As for why such a large "Bone King" had slipped through the net, Loopy Toad thought that it probably had to do with all kinds of coincidences.
Loopy Toad guessed that first, the smell of the spicy hot pot on the "Bone King" had masked some of the smell of holy beast blood, so when Crying Old Immortal had discovered it, he hadn't realized that it was a holy beast bone, and had instead washed the entire bone to get rid of the smell of the hot pot.
After that, Crying Old Immortal had brought the Bone King home. This bone had been occupied by that Fenrir for a long time, and it had also been stained with Fenrir's smell, causing the "Bone King" to be accidentally hidden … If Wei Zhi hadn't given it to Loopy Toad, this bone of Dog Saint might have been completely buried in the world …
At that moment, Loopy Toad stared at the bone, lost in deep thought.
Could it be that all of this had been predestined?
Little Silver and Dog Two faced each other and stared at the pure white Bone King for a long time without saying anything …
Loopy Toad felt a little heavy in this atmosphere.
No wonder there hadn't been any news of holy beasts for so long. Now that they had finally found the major suspect in the holy beast massacre back then, "President Bai," this President Bai was too cunning, and so far, they still hadn't been able to find him.
Loopy Toad thought that Little Silver must be in a lot of pain right now …
Although there were many kinds of holy beasts, the Sacred Hound clan actually had a pretty good relationship with the Silver Horned Beast clan. Otherwise, Little Silver wouldn't have appeared in the Sacred Hound clan's depository of Buddhist texts to read.
Thus, when Dog Two saw Little Silver staring at the bone with a despondent look on his face, he couldn't help but stretch out a paw and pat Little Silver's shoulder. "The dead are gone, my condolences …"
It didn't know how to comfort Little Silver …
After all, he was just a forgiveness dog, not a comfort dog!
"You don't need to comfort me. I'm not that sad, it's already in the past …" Little Silver crossed his arms and said, "My biggest wish now is to cultivate by Master's side. The second is to hurry up and catch that rumor-mongering President Bai, so that we can give our holy beast clan an explanation … "
"En!"
Loopy Toad felt that Little Silver's words were actually quite ambitious. "But why do I feel like you're very sad?"
Little Silver stared at Dog Bones and pursed his lips. "How am I sad … I was just thinking about a very profound question!"
Loopy Toad: "What question?"
Little Silver: "I was thinking … when that group of people turned Dog Saint into a spicy hot pot back then, what kind of seasoning did they use … Why hasn't the spicy smell dissipated after so long …"
Loopy Toad: "…"
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In the evening, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal warmly invited Loopy Toad to dinner again. Because he had been on a diet recently, Little Silver directly chose not to eat. Logically speaking, Loopy Toad felt that this guy was really quite hateful … He clearly had a constitution that wouldn't put on weight, but he still kept saying that he wanted to lose weight. What were those fatties to do? Didn't they want to lose face?
At dinner time, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal was busy in the kitchen. Loopy Toad really hadn't realized before that Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal could actually cook for himself … There was no one else with this wife-like attribute!
Little Silver leaned back on the sofa on one side and fiddled with his phone. Loopy Toad couldn't help turning its head to ask, "How's Senior Immortal's cooking?"
Little Silver hummed. "Not bad … and very healthy … You'll know when you eat it …"
Speaking up to this point, Little Silver suddenly smelled something. "I haven't asked you yet, what are you going to do with Dog Saint's bone? This thing actually doesn't have much of a tonic effect, whether it's for human cultivators or holy spirit beasts … But I don't know if it has any effect on dogs … "
"What do you suggest?" asked Loopy Toad.
"My suggestion …"
Little Silver said, "I suggest that you use this bone as raw material and find a good weaponsmith to make a satisfactory magic weapon. Furthermore, Dog Saint's bone is representative; I believe it won't be too bad if it's made into a magic weapon. At the very least, this magic weapon will have a certain deterrent effect on all dog spirit beasts! "
"Alright!" Loopy Toad nodded. Little Silver's suggestion was quite constructive.
Furthermore, it was currently indeed short of a magic weapon. The Toad clan's ultimate treasure was the "Primordial Oil Bead," which was a first-class holy weapon that could only be used by successive clan leaders. Ever since Loopy Toad had become a dog, its connection with this magic treasure had been severed.
But given its current body, the Primordial Oil Bead actually wasn't very suitable for it.
There might be battles big and small in the future, and it needed a magic treasure to defend itself.
In the end, it would have to ask Little Master for help, but Loopy Toad felt that this matter would probably be handed over to Fatty Luo in the end. Because next week was the busiest week. Although there weren't many midterm exams left, they still had to participate in the district sports meet! In addition to the relay race, at Teacher Ye's strong request, Wang Ling had also applied for the medicine ball and the battle of soul pets events.
All in all, next week was going to be very busy.
And most importantly, it didn't have much time left after its last prophetic dream.
Loopy Toad made some rough calculations.
It just so happened that next week was the day it would return to the clan.
It could be said that everything was piling up together!
Loopy Toad also had a vague feeling that it was a pain in the ass.
…
…
"Let's eat!" At that moment, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal came out of the kitchen with a tray in each hand. This was the healthy feast that Little Silver had talked about tonight: broccoli egg drop soup, stir-fried broccoli, wine broccoli, broccoli tempura, chicken stew with broccoli … there was actually one more dish, which was diced broccoli! Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had chopped it up and made it into broccoli soup!
Loopy Toad was stupefied as it stared at the soup. "…"
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "This is Romance of the Western Wing!"
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