Chapter 427: Woof, woof! Mr. Yellow Mountain is my loyal little dog! (2/2)
Perhaps Young Master Phoenix Slayer who might be another monster dog can understand his words?
”Ahahaha!” Young Master Phoenix Slayer laughed complacently. Then, he jumped up and gripped Doudou's neck with his legs.
The two of them were too close, and Doudou didn't have any time to dodge. His huge body was thrown to the ground by Young Master Phoenix Slayer.
”Doudou, do you admit defeat?!” Young Master Phoenix Slayer shouted.
”Woof woof woof!” Doudou furiously scratched the ground with his paws.
But Young Master Phoenix Slayer had carefully chosen the angle to grip his neck, and no matter how much Doudou tried, his claws didn't reach Young Master Phoenix Slayer.
Doudou was filled with grief and indignation!
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Around three minutes later.
Young Master Phoenix Slayer got up with an invigorated expression on his face. Afterward, he took another bite off the bone, spitting out the fragments immediately after.
In the rear, Doudou's eyes were blurred, and it felt as though he had undergone a mental breakdown. Even after rolling on the ground for a while, he wasn't able to get up.
Doudou's nemesis lives up to his name.
Is it possible that Young Master Phoenix Slayer's ability is similar to 'mind control'? And thus affected both Doudou's mind and body? Song Shuhang guessed.
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The farce between Doudou and Young Master Phoenix Slayer finally came to an end.
The seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group returned to modifying their tractors.
Moreover, they weren't carrying out their modifications secretly; they were doing it in the open and helping each other out.
For example, Northern River's Loose Cultivator shouted at this time, ”Great Master Profound Principle, can you bless my tractor? In exchange, I can apply a water-proof formation to yours! My water-proof formations are amongst the best in the group.”
Great Master Profound Principle nodded and arrived in front of Northern River's Loose Cultivator's hand-guided tractor. Then, he joined his palms together and silently chanted some buddhist scriptures. Soon after, he patted the tractor with his hands.
”Whoos.h.!.+”
The chanting of scriptures echoed, and the halo of the Buddha shone on all things. The color of Northern River's Loose Cultivator tractor suddenly changed to gold, and it felt as though many little monks were dancing next to it.
The corners of Song Shuhang's eyes twitched… this was the blessing of a real senior monk of the Great Master rank! Literally worth a thousand pieces of gold!
If Senior Northern River's hand-guided tractor manages to remain intact after the compet.i.tion, it will become an incredibly rare and valuable collectible!
Moreover, if someone's house was haunted by ghosts, they could bring over this blessed hand-guided tractor and easily protect the house from all evils. It can act both as a vehicle and ghost banisher!
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”True Monarch Yellow Mountain, is it allowed to attach a propeller behind the hand-guided tractor?” Dharma King Creation asked.
”It should be fine as long as you don't change it into a plane, and it keeps the appearance of a hand-guided tractor?” True Monarch Yellow Mountain wasn't too sure, either. ”Otherwise, how about giving a call to Venerable White and asking him directly?”
”Good point.” Dharma King Creation took out his phone and made the call.
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”Fellow Daoist Ancient Lake Temple, is that… a guided missile? Do you want to mount that gadget on the hand-guided tractor…?” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber's voice echoed at this time.
Song Shuhang turned his head around and saw that True Monarch Ancient Lake Temple had quietly loaded a missile in the open container behind the hand-guided tractor.
”An African branch of the Ancient Lake Temple was once looted by the local warlord. Then, I took revenge for them and obtained some spoils of war in return. I didn't think that this gadget would finally come in handy,” True Monarch Ancient Lake Temple said calmly.
After saying this much, he looked toward the far-off True Monarch White Crane, and the corner of his mouth rose. He had prepared this missile for that human-bird!
Earlier, he coiled toward the sky in front of numerous disciples, losing too much of his prestige!
At the time, he even thought that Fellow Daoist White Crane's gift was something good… and just by recalling True Monarch White Crane's mysterious appearance while introducing the gift, he felt aggrieved and cheated.
The far-off True Monarch White Crane seemed to have induced his gaze and thus turned its head around. After seeing that eye-catching missile, it took a deep breath through its nose.
White Crane felt that it was over for itself.
Earlier, on the spur of the moment, it decided to stand its ground and energetically support Venerable White's idea of holding a hand-guided tractor compet.i.tion.
In hindsight, didn't it give its fellow daoists the perfect opportunity to take revenge on itself with this hand-guided tractor compet.i.tion?
It could already imagine the various fellow daoists using all sorts of methods to 'get close' to it as soon as the compet.i.tion started.
From the very beginning, it suspected that they would 'inadvertently' b.u.mp into its vehicle again and again.
But now, even a missile popped out...
What will be the next thing to pop out?
Explosive lightning? Formations unleas.h.i.+ng thousands of swords? Or cannons capable of slaying immortals?
Therefore, True Monarch White Crane wondered if it should a.s.sume a female form… after all, even heroes would fall for beauties, and it was sure that it would turn into a beautiful woman if it were to a.s.sume a female form.
Perhaps the fellow daoists of the group would soften up a bit after seeing a beautiful female white crane and let it go?
After all, one was p.r.o.ne to forgive a beautiful fairy maiden!