Chapter 176.2: Envy, Jealousy, Hatred, I Can Be A Dog Too!

Inside the divine temple, the black dog stood with the bone clenched in its mouth. Yet, in Qi Yuan's presence, it did not dare gnaw on it.

"A Core Formation realm dog should be able to visualize, right?" Qi Yuan tossed the cloth toward it and uttered, "This is a God Visualization Art. Take a look."

[God Visualization Art — Howling Celestial Dog Growth Potential.]

The black dog dropped the bone as if sentient. It stared intently at the visualization as though gazing upon the finest delicacy in the world.

Standing beside it, Qi Yuan nodded. "Great. At least it can comprehend it."

Suddenly, the dog sat cross-legged in a meditation pose and began cultivating.

Qi Yuan sensed its aura steadily rising. "Cultivating like a human, interesting."

He watched for a while, then left shortly after no obvious change appeared.

"According to other members, using the God Visualization Art can rapidly increase strength and cultivation progress."

The method involved recreating the power of ancient gods who had perished in primordial battles through the followers. It was fast, fierce, and terrifyingly effective.

About two hours later, Qi Yuan went to check on the black dog. He was stunned. "Late-stage Core Formation already?"

In just two hours, the black dog had advanced from early-stage to late-stage Core Formation. It was nothing but frightening!

Qi Yuan's eyes shone with joy. "My experience has increased significantly."

Indeed, the growth of his followers’ cultivation directly benefited him.

"That's enough. I’ll check again tomorrow."

Later that night, he dug a pit and summoned Little Bride. Together, they crawled into the hole to sleep.

Qi Yuan hesitated upon feeling that she was ice cold.

Should I send her back to Canglan World?

He sighed softly. "If I take you into the game world, you won't be able to eat snacks anymore."

After some thought, he decided against it. It took a long time to warm her up. Clutching the wooden tablet, they finally drifted into sleep. At dawn, crimson light stained the sky, Qi Yuan crawled out of the pit and checked his status.

His face lit up with delight. "I leveled up!"

It didn’t come from grinding monsters, but from his followers’ growing strength. He immediately turned to the black dog. It still sat cross-legged in the temple, radiating the aura of early-stage Violet Palace.

Qi Yuan was gobsmacked. "From Core Formation to Violet Palace in just a single night... How incredible!"

Mass-producing Violet Palace cultivators was already considered insane in the Flowing Wind World. Normally, only late-stage Nascent Souls broke into that realm. Advancing from Core Formation to Violet Palace overnight? That was just absurd! Even cultivators from the Dou Qi Continent would find it incredible.

Soon, it became obvious to Qi Yuan that the dog’s cultivation speed had slowed down. Yet it was astonishingly fast compared to ordinary cultivators.

"The God Visualization Art really works. My village will soon have a great general." He glanced at the black dog with satisfaction and anticipation. "Perfect timing. With strength comparable to the new gods in some villages, this dog can help me hunt evil gods and harvest their evil power. Meanwhile, I can stay behind to revise the Qi Yuan Scripture."

Qi Yuan had already confirmed it several days ago. Each time his people killed enemies such as divine abominations, his own strength grew. In other words, while his followers did not gain any XP from killing, he did. He had, in truth, become the ultimate exploiter.

***

In Clearwater Village.

Yulei had a gloomy look on his face. Ahead, Wang Chongshan of Stone Village led a group of female mourners, their faces brimming with excitement.

"Is Lord God going to take action against the evil gods?"

Yulei nodded his head. "Most likely."

He, too, had received the news and gathered people in advance. Just then, Chen Xifan from Chenxi Village arrived with several fat-headed, big-eared villagers. They honestly resembled chefs more than anything.

Chen Xifan shouted excitedly, "Chenxi Village has arrived! When do we start the feast?"

In the past, he had hosted banquets within his own village. It never occurred to him that he would one day be hosting in another village.

"We’ll set out once Lord God arrives." Yulei replied, casting an annoyed glance at the fat man behind him. "I told you to organize a suona troupe, why are you dragging your feet like this?"

The fat man, Zhu Zhuangshi, seemed aggrieved. "The folks in our village aren’t educated. They’re not very good at playing the suona."

Hearing this, Wang Chongshan of Shijia Village quickly interjected, "Our Shijia Village has a musician. Why don’t we handle the suona?"

Yulei shot him a glare.

You want to snatch even this job? How shameless!

Clearwater Village was Lord God's direct descendant.

Seeing this, Shi Zhongshan backed off and turned to the fat man instead. "Zhu Zhuangshi, we’re about to go into battle, why do you look so sad?"

Zhu Zhuangshi shot him a vicious glare, leaving Shi Chongshan utterly confused.

Yulei then scolded Zhu Zhuangshi. "It’s just a dog. If Lord God wants to eat it, let him. When Lord God descends later, are you planning to glare at him like that as well?"

Zhu Zhuangshi’s mournful expression finally eased. The people of the three villages gathered together, faces solemn, yet full of anticipation. They were about to witness the might of an ancient god.

At that moment, Shen Tu proclaimed loudly, "By the ancient god's command, the Divine Dog God arrives!"

The crowd was puzzled, unsure of what was happening. In the distance, a massive black shadow emerged. Its physique was covered in black fur, and two swollen bulges rose along its spine, as if something were struggling to break through. The enormous beast opened its jaws, revealing rows of densely packed, razor-sharp fangs. At a glance, it was clearly not to be trifled with.

"A black dog?"

"A giant black dog!"

"Violet Palace!"

Shock and confusion spread through the villagers. The Violet Palace realm was comparable to the new gods of neighbouring villages.

Since when did Lord God command such a powerful divine dog?!

Fatty Zhu Zhuangshi stared wide-eyed and murmured, "T-that’s my dog! Big Black Dog!"

His eyes lit up with joy. It was really his pet dog!

The black dog seemed to recognise its former master’s voice. Slowly, it turned its enormous head and kicked Zhu Zhuangshi, just as it had done in the past. Its powerful leg pinned the fat man’s belly to the ground, rendering him immobile.

𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

His face immediately twisted in panic as he begged, "Lord Dog, I was wrong, I was wrong! You’re not my dog, I’m

your

dog!"

Only then did the dog seem satisfied. It lifted its leg and stepped back. Everyone who witnessed this scene was stunned into silence.

Yulei stared at the black dog, his eyes gleaming. "God Visualization Art!"

Only an extraordinary art could explain the black dog’s sudden surge in strength. Leaping from Core Formation to Violet Palace was anything but impressive.

The other villagers now looked at Big Black Dog with unconcealed envy.

Zhu Zhuangshi also stood there dumbfounded. He had never imagined the ancient god would grant his dog such an incredible opportunity. How envious he was! If he could turn back time, he would return to that day and bark, proclaiming himself a dog.

At this moment, Shen Tu said, "Sword point... Little Stone Village!"

Thus, led by Big Black Dog, the funeral band, the suona players, and a whole group of banquet chefs set off to Little Stone Village in a grand procession.

***

At this moment, in Little Stone Village.

The new god Liu Yan looked solemn. He turned to the villagers behind him with savagery in his eyes, sneering. "Have all of you decided to rebel?"

The villagers behind him trembled violently. "Lord God, we wouldn't dare!"

Those already assimilated, their eyes gleaming in red, shouted, "We are willing to die for you!"

Their consciousness had long been devoured, becoming part of the god.

Liu Yan snorted angrily, "

Hmph

! What is Sarwolf of Gale Wind Town doing? I sent word for help long ago, why hasn’t he sent anyone?"

In Sarwolf's presence, he would never dare speak so boldly. The opposite naturally happened when Sarwolf wasn’t around. Surrounded by his own followers, he feared no leaks.

Just then, a burly man rushed over. "Lord God, people from Clearwater Village have arrived! They’ve brought suona players, a funeral band, and even people carrying pots and pans!"

"Quite a thorough preparation." Liu Yan was furious and sneered. "Did they bring a coffin?"

The burly man hesitated. "No, their god didn’t come either. They're led by a black dog. Judging from its aura, it’s extremely fierce!"

Liu Yan exploded in rage. "They dare use a wild dog against me? Such humiliation! I won’t tolerate this!"

Even an evil god has his dignity. Before a formal clash with Clearwater Village's god, he had no reason to believe he was inferior.