Chapter 86

The Heavenly Hound beside them twitched the corner of its mouth, do you really need to brag so much?

If word got out, no ghost would believe it!

However...

"Marshal, you're so strong, Marshal! No wonder you're so handsome and dashing, with an extraordinary bearing—this set of treasure armor and the rake in your hand further reveal your noble, low-key, restrained identity."

The Xiong Jing actually believed it.

"This Marshal's rake is no ordinary rake—it's the Divine Artifact Shangbao Qinjin Pa forged personally for this Marshal by Taishang Laojun, its power beyond your imagination." Tianpeng shook his head and swayed his brain as he began to introduce it.

"Ah, I knew it—how could I not be unable to take my eyes off the Marshal's weapon upon first sight? It truly is a divine weapon!" The Xiong Jing followed up with an exclamation, then started flattering again.

The man and the bear bragged like this, quite harmonious, with not a trace of the swords-drawn tension from when they first met.

"Did you see that black dog?" Tianpeng felt proud and elated inside, pointing at the Heavenly Hound and saying: "Erlang Shen's Heavenly Hound—I, this Marshal, snatched it right in front of him."

"Marshal, awesome!"

The Heavenly Hound could no longer bear to watch, saying: "Tianpeng, are you still treasure hunting or not?"

Exactly!

Tianpeng slapped his forehead, nearly forgetting his business altogether, but still, this was quite satisfying.

It really was the most comfortable day he'd had as Marshal.

"Well, Little Bear."

"What are your orders, Marshal?" The Xiong Jing waddled over pat-pat.

"This Marshal has detected an anomaly in your cave dwelling that needs investigation—may I enter for a look?" Tianpeng's expression grew slightly solemn, as if something bad truly lay within.

Anomaly?

The Xiong Jing stared blankly—his cave dwelling had nothing at all, where could an anomaly come from!

Yet seeing Tianpeng's solemn expression, which didn't look fake, his heart couldn't help but grow a few more points afraid.

"Please help me, Marshal." The Xiong Jing hurriedly clasped his hands before Tianpeng and said.

Tianpeng lightly nodded: "Don't worry, this Marshal will surely break this anomaly—you just stand guard at the entrance, don't wander off."

After saying that, he waved again, signaling the Heavenly Hound to follow.

Then the man and the dog went inside.

"This Marshal thought you'd never stop bragging." The Heavenly Hound walked on, glancing at Tianpeng.

Tianpeng gave a bright smile, scratched his head—this kind of nonsense could only fool someone like the Xiong Jing who'd never seen the world.

"Isn't this Marshal just being polite before using force? Look how well it worked—no need to exert ourselves in fighting."

The Heavenly Hound rolled its eyes, utterly disdainful: "Cut it out—you're just enjoying having your ass kissed, otherwise you'd have attacked long ago."

Hitting the nail on the head, Tianpeng laughed heartily, then quickly changed the subject: "So where exactly is that treasure you asked about?"

The Heavenly Hound pointed its dog claw toward the direction of the Xiong Jing's stone bed.

"This big?!" Tianpeng stared at the stone slab, dazed.

The Heavenly Hound glanced at Tianpeng with disdain and said: "This is clearly just a broken stone slab—take it if you want, but the real good stuff is down below."

"We've searched here several times already, still so clueless? Does this thing even look like a treasure to you?"

"From now on, don't go telling people you're hanging with me—losing this dog face would be embarrassing!"

Tianpeng:...

Saying that made it sound like he understood it completely—before, wasn't he just giving away that mysterious divine artifact capable of exchanging for a hundred meal opportunities for nothing?

Stepping forward, the Heavenly Hound sniffed a few more times and said: "It's right under this stone slab, though... it doesn't seem like a divine artifact after all."

His heart jumped even more—after smelling that scent more clearly, his inner self began inexplicably craving it.

"What is it? Won't we have run for nothing?" Breaking, he spread his hands.

"I don't know—let's lift it and see." The Heavenly Hound shook his dog head and said.

Could there be a female dog down there?

Tianpeng looked at the extremely wide stone slab, his heart filled with the urge to beat the Heavenly Hound to death with a rake.

How come every bit of physical labor becomes so easy for the Heavenly Hound?

Taking a deep breath, Tianpeng lifted the rake and struck the topmost point hard—using great force, the rake's tip sank entirely in.

Tianpeng shifted his stance, intending to pry the entire stone slab open.

Gathering his full magical power, Tianpeng suddenly exerted himself—kaba, accompanied by a crisp crack, the stone slab split down the middle.

Tianpeng carefully moved the slab aside—only to see beneath it a pale golden skeleton.

This is...

Tianpeng looked at the skeleton's color and said doubtfully: "Could it be the remains of a Buddhist Sect cultivator?"

"Buddhist Sect my ass—look, this isn't even human!" The Heavenly Hound rolled its eyes and said.

Tianpeng said nothing, but his heart did not fully agree.

What does the Buddhist Sect even ferry? Basically, anyone with a bit of cultivation can come and go, practicing the Golden Body method—golden corpses are far too common.

"Be careful." The Heavenly Hound warned.

He always felt this thing would greatly benefit him—he absolutely must not lose it.

Do you really need to remind him?

Tianpeng let out a light hum and began working.

After treasure hunting together for so long, Tianpeng was quite adept at this—skillfully taking out a small knife and carving on the stone wall.

Soon after, the entire skeleton was dug out.

The Heavenly Hound rushed forward, wanting to bite it away with his mouth, but an invisible pressure prevented him from opening his jaws.

His heart startled, the Heavenly Hound switched to using his dog paws to try to touch it, yet still felt palpitations—what exactly is this thing?

Xiao Tian was somewhat bewildered; he always had a feeling of being suppressed, and it was that kind of all-directional crushing pressure, making him have a feeling of wanting to kneel and worship upon looking at this Bone Frame.

Both yearning and fear.

"You hold it, don't you want it?" Tianpeng was somewhat impatient; anyway this thing no matter what was impossible to be his.

Xiao Tian tried a few more times but still had no way; that feeling of being crushed still existed.

So he informed Tianpeng.

After hearing this, Tianpeng's heart also had a bit of surprise; he rubbed his chin, thinking.

"This of yours is very similar to Bloodline Suppression." Tianpeng exclaimed in surprise.

"Bloodline Suppression?" Xiao Tian was a bit confused.

"When I was still apprenticing to learn arts, I once saw books about this kind of thing." Tianpeng frowned, pondering carefully, and spoke word by word: "Your this appearance is completely matching; this explains that this Bone Frame's original owner is a Bloodline Strength higher than you, Cultivation higher than you, and moreover is Same Origin with you."

"This not as good, that not as good, your meaning says this Bei Da Ye is very inferior?" Xiao Tian loudly questioned.

"What do you think?" Tianpeng spoke true words.

According to the former Xiao Clan's power, the current Xiao Tian truly is all-directionally crushed.

Xiao Tian did not get angry; although he was unrestrained and unruly, regarding what he amounted to he still had a bit of self-awareness.

"Then speaking like this, this Bone Frame is a dog, right?" Xiao Tian asked.

"A wolf works too." Tianpeng thought a bit, then continued speaking: "This is not the key point; the most important is if you can perfectly Absorb this Bone Frame's Bloodline Power, your Talent Limit will certainly greatly improve."