"Hmm, not bad! At this pace, it won’t be long before the Netherworld Holy Tree absorbs the nature’s spiritual energy and condenses a drop of Netherworld Holy Water," Zhang Xiaohao nodded in satisfaction.
His gaze suddenly became intense.
The little pitch-black creature had actually run over to the Netherworld Holy Tree.
Its little tongue stuck out, constantly drinking the Netherworld Holy Water.
From the original count of over a thousand drops of Netherworld Holy Water, it had drunk it down to less than a third.
"Damn! This damn dog," Zhang Xiaohao cursed furiously.
With a grab of his hand, he picked up the little creature.
"Oh! You opened your eyes, huh?" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Roar!" The little creature, blinking its human-like eyes, roared at Zhang Xiaohao.
"Come on! You’re rebelling now?" Zhang Xiaohao grumbled.
He threw it to the ground and started kicking and punching it furiously.
The pent-up anger inside him was completely vented out with this beating, and it felt incredibly satisfying! Read complete versıon only at 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩
The little creature stood up from the ground energetically and nudged Zhang Xiaohao’s leg with its little head.
After that severe beating, it had come to understand the reality.
"You dead dog, so small yet you ate so many of my treasures; from now on, you’ll be called little creature," Zhang Xiaohao declared.
The little creature seemed to understand Zhang Xiaohao’s words and growled twice, expressing its great dissatisfaction with the name and demanding Zhang Xiaohao to change it.
"Damn! Getting smart, huh?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
Kicking and punching, he went at it again.
After all, this damn dog was a magical beast and had eaten so many of his treasures.
Beating it a few more times would be good for its growth.
Zhang Xiaohao stopped once again.
"Still have objections to being called little creature?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
The little creature shook its head, indicating it had no more objections.
"I am a very reasonable person. If you have objections, just nod, and we can still discuss it," Zhang Xiaohao smiled mysteriously.
"Roar!" The little creature’s eyes lit up, and it growled forcefully.
As if to say, I really hate this name; it’s not imposing at all.
"Hehe!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
His fists plunged once again into a flurry of blows.
"Want to reconsider a name change?" Zhang Xiaohao laughed.
Seeing Zhang Xiaohao’s demeanor, the little creature was so scared it could have peed itself, neither daring to nod any more, shaking its head non-stop.
"Hmm, good! I am the most reasonable person around. If you’re unsatisfied, you can express it," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"..." The little creature was speechless.
What, wait for you to beat me up again if I have objections?
"I warn you, without my command, do not sneak any of this Netherworld Holy Water. If I find even a drop less, I will stew you next time, and make a pot of dog meat hotpot," Zhang Xiaohao sternly warned.
"Roar!" The little creature growled, indicating it understood.
Zhang Xiaohao glanced at it, still feeling somewhat uneasy.
They say it’s easy to change rivers and mountains but hard to alter one’s nature, especially since it was a mere mutt.
Even if it doesn’t steal, who knows if someone might just barge in one day and chop down the Netherworld Holy Tree.
By then, he probably wouldn’t even have a place to cry.
Zhang Xiaohao bit his index finger, squeezing out three drops of blood, and executed the Three Pure Daoist Skill.
His hands moved, and one seal after another was released from his palm.
"Nine Extremes Trapped Sky Array!"
With a flip of his hand, he took out a Yin Pearl to use as the formation eye, instantly laying down the Nine Extremes Trapped Sky Array.
Having done all this.
Zhang Xiaohao nodded in satisfaction. With the Nine Extremes Trapped Sky Array in place, the safety of the Netherworld Holy Tree had increased manifold.
He carried the little one out of the basement and returned to his room.
Zhang Xiaohao casually tossed the little one aside. The dead dog lazily got up from the ground and jumped onto the bed.
It found a comfortable spot, burrowed in vigorously, and lay down contentedly.
"Damn! Isn’t that a bit too shameless?" Zhang Xiaohao said.
He sat down cross-legged on the floor.
He took out the Netherworld Demon Body Cultivation Technique and diligently contemplated the first level.
A quarter of an hour later.
Zhang Xiaohao put away the Netherworld Demon Body and, following the instructions, tried to cultivate it.
"Sigh! Without the power of Heaven and Earth Thunder to aid me, trying to cultivate this Netherworld Demon Body really is difficult!" Zhang Xiaohao exclaimed.
Just as Zhang Xiaohao was about to start practicing the Shennong Battle Sky Technique, a sudden idea flashed through his mind.
"Can’t I cultivate the Netherworld Demon Body without Heaven and Earth Thunder? I can use household electricity! Though it lacks the fierce and robust power of thunder, it’s still electricity, right?" Zhang Xiaohao muttered.
He stood up excitedly from his room.
Looking at the power sockets in his room, Zhang Xiaohao shook his head.
If his practice became too intense later, it could damage the room.
Cheng Tianxue would definitely fight him over it, and his cousin would surely find ways to cling to him,
demanding to know what powerful Cultivation Technique he was practicing that could damage the room.
He opened the window.
Zhang Xiaohao’s figure flashed, and he left the room.
He arrived at the substation of the residential area.
Looking at the tall substation in front of him, Zhang Xiaohao nodded in satisfaction.
This huge current, although not comparable to the power of Heaven and Earth Thunder, still had a touch of that essence.
He thought, using it to cultivate the Netherworld Demon Body shouldn’t be a problem, right?
Zhang Xiaohao was a man of action; once he decided on something, he didn’t hesitate.
After confirming there was no one around with his Soul Power,
he walked over to the substation, grabbed the power distribution box with one hand, and opened it to reveal the colorful wires inside.
With a flip of his palm, he took out two exquisite small bottles from the Shennong Ring.
These two exquisite small bottles were obtained from the corpse of the Yellow Wind Sect Master.
He poured out two tan-colored elixirs and swallowed them directly.
He then stowed away the two small bottles.
A gleam flashed in Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes as he looked at the colorful wires in the distribution box.
With a domineering reach of his hands, he pulled out two red wires.
Silver-white sparks jumped, shooting out a series of sparks.
With a determined expression, Zhang Xiaohao held the two red wires and fiercely jabbed them into his own body.
The moment the two red wires touched his body, countless intense currents wildly surged into Zhang Xiaohao’s body.
Zhang Xiaohao felt his body shake.
Under this massive onslaught of electricity, even though he was already a superb fighter in the Control Realm,
and his Physical Body’s strength was comparable to a Control Realm fighter, his entire body almost got torn apart in that instant.
Fortunately, his Soul Power was strong, and having ingested the two elixirs specifically for cultivating the Netherworld Demon Body, he barely managed to endure.
If it was anyone else daring to do this, they would have been dead by now.
Zhang Xiaohao looked like a little silver figure, with electric sparks running wild, and countless silver currents flickering back and forth.