Chapter 95: The Dharma Is Boundless, the Path of Assistance

You are physically salvaged.

You still have some hope, spiritually salvaged.

This…… forget it, physical salvation.

Physical salvation.

Physical salvation.

After working hard for a whole month, there is only a little time left before returning, Tang Luo is seizing the time.

A pillar of light fell, interrupting Tang Luo's salvation, the journey of accumulating merit power.

"I still want to stay——" Before the thought of resistance could be fully expressed, Tang Luo's figure and the Heavenly Hound beside him vanished from this world.

"It was agreed that I could stay a little longer!" Tang Luo, returned to the real world, said dissatisfiedly.

"Woof—meow!" The Heavenly Hound beside him also relied on human power to bark once.

It's a pity that the "gods and demons," whose actual existence is unknown, will not respond at all.

"Forget it, this harvest is not bad." Tang Luo stroked the Heavenly Hound's cat-like head, began to "take stock" of this mission's gains.

First, the reward after completing the mission.

This time it's not equipment, but a moderate skill, named Spartan War Cry.

It's not an attack skill either, but a support skill that can increase the target's strength for a certain period.

The specific information is as follows:

Spartan War Cry

Let out a loud roar, making people's hearts surge, blood boil, thereby achieving the purpose of increasing one's own side's strength.

Level 1: Can increase the strength of up to two targets, lasting 15 minutes.

Level 2: Can increase the strength of up to three targets, lasting 20 minutes.

Level 3: Can increase the strength of up to five targets, lasting 30 minutes.

Cooldown time: Level 1 three hours, Level 2 two hours, Level 3 one hour, all starting after the duration ends.

Note: This is Sparta!

This target also includes the skill user themselves; as for the loud roar, it is not simply the "ah~~~~!" of a groundhog.

The initial war cry is "This is Sparta!", which is considered the fixed activation method of the skill.

As the skill user, you can change the war cry content once; if you still want to change it afterward, you can only upgrade the skill to level three or above, integrating and mastering it.

By then, even if it's just a plain "groundhog roar," it can still increase the target's strength.

"Amitabha…… wrong, the momentum doesn't match." As an enlightened high monk, one certainly cannot randomly shout "Sparta," Tang Luo wants to change the skill's activation method.

Saying the commonly used "Buddhist name" Amitabha always feels the style doesn't match.

After all, it's a war cry skill; when used, at least the voice must be loud and the momentum full.

When necessary, Tang Luo shouting "Amitabha" naturally sounds like a great bell, but these four words are equally equivalent to "hey," "hehe," "that someone," etc.

Tang Luo feels it's necessary to change it.

"The sea of suffering is boundless, turning back is shore, wrong, this should be shouted during salvation." Tang Luo suddenly had an idea, "Got it, the Dharma is boundless!"

These four words can obviously be shouted loudly.

They have momentum and can highlight one's identity as an enlightened high monk, equivalent to an advertisement.

From now on, Master Xuanzang will not only give people enlightenment and heal wounds, but also give a stern shout to strengthen others' strength.

"Huh, why does it feel like I'm developing toward support?" Tang Luo saw his future path, as if he had gone a bit off track.

As the victorious Fighting Buddha, he should just roll up his sleeves and get to work.

But if considering merit power, giving people enlightenment and adding a bit of strength to help them live better, gaining merit power, is also not a bad choice.

"Indeed, I am an all-round athlete." Tang Luo thought contentedly.

The hanging merit lotus floated up, suspended above Tang Luo's head.

"Come a little closer."

Tang Luo pulled the Heavenly Hound to the side of his leg.

The Heavenly Hound happily rolled over, exposing its belly.

"Keep it together a bit." Tang Luo reminded, then flipped the Heavenly Hound back over.

The merit lotus emitted warm light, enveloping him and the Heavenly Hound.

In the light, there were specks of "twinkling," continuously falling onto Tang Luo and the Heavenly Hound.

On the Heavenly Hound's body, black "mist" gradually rose, jumping like flames, condensing into a faintly visible wolf head.

Tang Luo was then utterly still, like a stone, devoid of vitality.

Ten minutes later, the light emitted from the merit lotus dimmed, Tang Luo opened his eyes, took back the merit lotus.

The black wolf head disappeared, the Heavenly Hound rolled over on the sofa and fell into deep sleep.

"Indeed, the consumption has increased greatly." Tang Luo thought to himself, "The path is blocked and long, the task heavy and the road far."

This mission gained a considerable amount of merit power; by convention, a part was left for his own use. The rest, Tang Luo entirely used to heal himself and the Heavenly Hound.

Now Tang Luo's upper limit has increased from one point one percent to one point three percent.

Even if excluding the Heavenly Hound's consumption and using all for his own healing, it's still not enough to reach one point five percent.

The remaining part is also not fixed; generally, Tang Luo will leave a part according to the percentage accumulated this time.

After stretching, Tang Luo stood up, changed into comfortable pajamas, lay on the soft bed, and slept soundly.

I don't know how long passed, the sky darkened, Tang Luo opened his eyes, picked up the phone that was just buzzing.

"There's a mission." Qin Menglan's voice shocked Tang Luo, finally starting to work!

"Where, I'll be there right away." Tang Luo said, JOJO, I'm not a salted fish anymore!

"Tomorrow, I'll come pick you up." Qin Menglan said, "We'll discuss the specifics when we meet."

"Oh." Tang Luo slumped down again; in the real world, one cannot meditate to heal injuries, so he could only rely on his glasses to carry on.

Slumping is not a problem at all.

After slumping for a while, the Heavenly Hound trotted over with its head swaying, jumped onto the bed, and nudged Tang Luo's face with its head, meowing.

"Good boy, you're already a mature dog; it's time you learned to cook for yourself." Tang Luo grabbed the Heavenly Hound and threw it onto the floor, turned around, and wrapped himself in the blanket.

The Heavenly Hound crouched on the floor, staring at its own paws, inevitably falling into deep thought.

"Keep a low profile! Hey, you're not wearing that outfit today." The next day, as soon as she entered through the door, Qin Menglan spoke first.

As it turned out, Tang Luo was wearing ordinary casual clothes.

"No," Tang Luo said, and there was no need to advertise every time; besides, he had business cards.

Successfully resolving the matter and then placing another business card yields the same effect.

Ultimately, it still comes down to speaking with results.

"Then let's go." Qin Menglan said, "We'll talk as we walk."

"Come on, dog." Tang Luo waved at the Heavenly Hound, which came running over with eager steps and climbed onto Tang Luo's shoulder.

Qin Menglan stared at the Heavenly Hound for a while, suppressed the urge to take it away, and asked doubtfully: "This... is a black-footed cat?"

The black-footed cat is one of the smallest species among wild felines, yet it can attack small goats four times its size.

It's adorable, fierce, and voracious, classified as an endangered species.

"Well, I picked it up; it's very formidable and strong in combat." Tang Luo said, this standard of being formidable and strong applies to ordinary gods and demons.

The current Heavenly Hound is roughly evenly matched with the holder of Nero's fate.

And the "hunting experience" ingrained in its bones will make it even more dangerous.

However, in direct confrontation, it falls far short; its main combat style remains ambush—suddenly biting or clawing.

If these "three strikes" prove ineffective, then it means it cannot win.

Simply put, this is an assassin.

"... Mission reward?" Qin Menglan couldn't help but ask.

She believed Emperor Tang Luo would not bring a small cat to complete a mission—even if it were an adorable and fierce black-footed cat.

The only explanation is that this cat comes from the Gods and Demons game!

"I suppose so." Tang Luo felt it could be considered as such.

"Actually, there's still such a reward?" Qin Menglan was very surprised; what does this mean?

It means a brand-new discovery, just like when the New World was discovered back then.

The existence of this cat called "Dog" shows that in Gods and Demons Wanderings, besides items and equipment, living beings can also be brought out from the mission world!

"Speaking of which, it's complicated, possibly unique to this case." Tang Luo said.

"I understand." Qin Menglan nodded, "If you want to keep it secret, I won't leak the information."

How were the various "rules" of the Gods and Demons game discovered?

Just like now, the first person to eat a crab appeared, then others tried it too, someone succeeded, and thus it was basically confirmed.

If that first person had kept it secret, the discovery of this rule would have been greatly delayed.

In principle, approaching science would not involve concealing new discoveries.

After all, the original purpose of its establishment was mutual exchange and mutual assistance.

You keep secrets, I keep secrets, and still hold meetings—what's the point of that?

But some information involves the discoverer's personal safety, and the situation is different then.

Qin Menglan's such contacts will not leak the information.

"No problem, tell everyone." Tang Luo didn't care, "Master Xuanzang conducts himself openly and uprightly; there's nothing that cannot be spoken of externally."

What does Master Xuanzang have to fear?

Whoever dares to move his dog will become his merit and virtue.

Even if not, the existence of the dog will become a symbol of Master Xuanzang's great strength; in the future, those who seek him for business will surely increase.

Beautiful and satisfying.

"... Alright." Qin Menglan nodded, wondering why she wasn't the slightest bit surprised by this outcome.

"By the way, this time we're going to kill—I mean, convert whom?" Tang Luo asked.

Qin Menglan looked at Tang Luo speechlessly: "First, let's go; first, get in the car."

This time, the vehicle they boarded was not a supercar.

But rather a black vehicle somewhat like a nanny van, appearing very luxurious from the outside.

However, the interior was different—no leather seats, only two rows of long benches.

Besides the driver, there were two men in the car, emitting an aura of deadly intent that warned strangers to keep away.

After boarding, Qin Menglan's demeanor also changed subtly.

From originally being approachable and cute, she became solemn and stern.

To put it professionally, it's like a sugar-coated cannonball shedding its sugar coating.