Chapter 50: Wish

'm a very useful tool. My entire clan died at his hands, we have a blood feud. I am his stain, my existence itself is evidence of his wickedness."Du Ruhui suddenly stopped, still holding Lin Zhengren'...When Jiang Wang exited the Tai Xu Fantasy Realm, the dog was still there.

The iron-clad fruits were of course already gnawed clean, not even a single peel left. The little grey dog was still licking the floor.

Jiang Wang took the hidden robe, and beckoned it with his hand. "Come here!"

The little grey dog's wagging tail suddenly stopped. It turned its head and saw Jiang Wang in the corner. It took a wary step back, planted its paws firmly on the ground, and bared its teeth at Jiang Wang, letting out a low growl of warning.

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Jiang Wang laughed and looked at it: "Little thing, you ate my stuff and still have the nerve to look at me"

The little gray dog clearly couldn't understand what he was saying, but it could probably feel that the stranger in front of it didn't pose a threat.

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So it immediately cried out.

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Woof woof!

What a fine prospect!

Jiang Wang laughed triumphantly: "You can shout your lungs out, no one will come to save you!"

With his mastery over sound, confining the puppy's barks to the attic was child's play.

The little grey dog barked for a long time, but no one came to help. He seemed a bit panicked. He tucked his tail and ran downstairs, sneaking off his territory.

Jiang Wang took out a piece of iron plum fruit and bit into it.

The fragrance instantly wafted out.

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The little gray dog, already at the foot of the stairs, stopped short.

It turned its head, sniffing greedily with its nose, and trotted over, wagging its little tail furiously, toward Jiang Wang.

It's clear now, this fruit has conquered her heart.

Then Jiang Wang leaned back lazily and took another bite.

The little grey dog ran up to him, eager but hesitant. It bounced back and forth in front of Jiang Wang, its tail wagging like a windmill, mouth open, tongue lolling out, looking utterly goofy.

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Jiang Wang ate the ironfruit, mouthful by mouthful, until there was nothing left. He patted his hands and said, “All gone!”

The little grey dog suddenly stopped bouncing, its tail no longer wagging. Its round eyes stared at Jiang Wang, clearly filled with many doubts...and hurt.

"You want me to be mean to you" Jiang Wang smiled triumphantly, standing up. "I'm leaving, your territory is yours again."

The tattered remains of the Ruyi fairy robe, now just fragments of cloth, were truly an eyesore. However, it required absorbing power from its host to repair itself, which meant—it couldn't be taken off.

Even as the foremost inner palace in the world, renowned for its talents, to wear such tattered clothes is truly unbecoming.

Jiang Wang took out a new garment from the storage box and put it on. It wasn't as comfortable as she was used to, but before her Ruyi Immortal Robe could be repaired, this would have to do.

He walked out.

"Woooooo."

But it was that little gray dog, who scurried back to his feet.

Now and then it runs forward, now and then it runs backward, so frantic that its head bobs back and forth.

Jiang Wang looked down and smiled amusedly at it: "Do you want to follow me"

The little gray dog suddenly had an epiphany, springing to his feet in an instant. His front paws landed on Jiang Wang's lower legs, staring up at him hopefully.

It was unknown whether it had always been so clever, or if the iron berry it had eaten earlier had increased its spiritual energy.

"Dog, dog," Jiang Wang smiled and sighed, "Following me, you'll have nowhere to go. I'm a bereaved person again."

Of course, it's not as serious as a "widow's family." With friends like those in Linzi watching over me and Chongxuan Sheng controlling the situation, nothing will happen to Qingyang Town.

But now he was indeed driven out of his "home", and it was inevitable that he felt some anxiety.

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The little grey dog, of course, didn't understand what he was saying. Even if he did, he would only be more pleased. To have food without having to work, where could one find such a good deal

The tail wagged very vigorously.

As for this little companion who was "lost in the wilderness", Jiang Wang still felt a bit of pity, otherwise he wouldn't have fed it ironfruit.

So, with a single hand, he lifted it and casually walked down the stairs.

The homeowner was a man in his sixties, lying lazily on a lounge chair in front of his house, soaking up the sun.

Jiang Wang walked up to him until she was right in front of him, only then did he half-squint his eyes and look over.

But I saw a man in green, tall and jade-like, with a calm demeanor, ethereal and otherworldly. Just this aura alone was unlike anyone I'd ever met.

Jiang Wang gently lifted the dog in his hand and smiled, asking, "Elderly person, is this your dog Would you be willing to give it up"

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Only then did the old man notice the little gray dog he was carrying in his hand.

This dog is being dragged, but it doesn't seem to mind. It has its mouth open and its tongue hanging out, wagging its tail non-stop.

“It seems to like you very much.” The old man waved his hand. “My big dog just had a litter, this one is the weakest and always bullied. Take it away, treat it well.”

“I’m truly grateful.” Jiang Wang said, taking out a piece of broken silver and placing it on the tea stool beside the lounge chair. “This is for the dog.”

It wasn't that he couldn't afford more, he was just willing to spend some Dao Origin Stones.

But sudden wealth is not necessarily a blessing.

"How is this possible" The old man suddenly sat up and pushed the silver back. "It's just my own dog, it's not worth much."

“Take this, old man. To bring peace to someone is also a virtue.” Jiang Wang smiled softly and turned away in a single step, disappearing from his sight.

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The old man was stunned, he looked at the silver in his hand again, and only then did he confirm that he was not hallucinating. He really had just met an extraordinary cultivator!

But this extraordinary master, he is so different from the extraordinary masters he has heard of and once knelt before!

While talking with Jiang Wang in the Tai Xu illusionary realm, Chongxuan Sheng was actually at Dingyuan Hou's Mansion.

Of course, the situation was not as lighthearted as he and Jiang Wang had said. This was such a complex game of chess, with every player pursuing their own will. Even with his intelligence, his power was ultimately limited, and it was impossible for him to control the situation.

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He was just like a man fishing in boiling water.

Of course, his cousin Chongxuan Zhu Liang has always been his support.

“It seems he’s fine” Chong Xuan asked Liang Wen.

This notorious figure, at this moment, appears to be as gentle as can be.

With a smile on her face, she leaned back in the rocking chair, swaying slowly, and spoke in a soft, slow voice.

Who could have imagined that such a meek old man would be infamous for his killings And, the "most skilled" killer!

Chongxuan, who was similar in build to him but a few pounds heavier, said, “He must have been seriously injured, but he’s safe now. I told him not to go back to Qi Country for the time being, just wander around somewhere else until things here settle down. That way those people won’t make another fuss over him.”

Zheng Xuan nodded, and asked: “Does he know what the current domestic environment is like What’s his reaction”

“I’ve already spoken to him. His reaction was…” Chong Xuan smiled, “Always a little sad.”

Zhong Xuan said in a soft voice: "This kind of thing has happened before, it's happening now, and it will happen again in the future. Tell him not to take fame too seriously. He's a good person in every way, but he's too restricted in his dealings with people and things."

Chongxuan shook his head. "It wasn't fame that bound him, but his aspiration. He did it because he was willing, and he refused because he wasn't. Seeking fame is also seeking profit, which isn't what Jiang Wang desires. What he seeks is to live without reproach."

He glanced at the western sky, where the sunset blazed brilliantly, like blood.

“If one day, he feels that no one in this world is unkill able and no one is unhateful... he will be worse than the most evil person in the world.”

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