This Is a Deadly Weapon; It Was Time for the Tian Family Old Ancestor to Fulfill His Promise

Looking at the Golden Pig, which had lost its front legs and whose head was now nothing but a white skull, restored to its original state once more, Qin Yang fell silent.

Before it had been sealed to such a maddening extent, this fellow had probably been extremely powerful. Its head had been boiled into pig-brain soup, yet it was still acting like nothing had happened.

Next time, if he tossed the whole pig in to make soup, would it turn into a pig skeleton? Only soup brewed that way could truly be called big-bone broth.

In any case, the Golden Pig would surely be more than willing. Every time it was boiled in the Treasure Cauldron, its seal weakened a little. Even if it lost some strength in the process, at least there was hope of freedom. That was better than being a little demon for the rest of its life.

The Golden Pig's fur stood on end under Qin Yang's gaze. It obediently lay on the ground like a lump of cat, tucking its hooves beneath itself as it looked at Qin Yang uneasily.

"Boss, next time you go out, can you take me with you?"

Qin Yang narrowed his eyes and stared at the Golden Pig for quite a while.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

"Huh?" The Golden Pig looked utterly bewildered.

Qin Yang sighed and kicked the traitor flying.

He could not be bothered with the pig. If it wanted to talk, it could talk; if not, forget it. It was better to keep their relationship simple.

He treated the Golden Pig as a recyclable top-tier ingredient, while the Golden Pig treated the Treasure Cauldron as a marvelous way to dissolve its seal. That was good enough.

No normal person would get angry