Complete Disintegration

Years later, recalling this incident, Xian Wu still felt a chill down his spine.

Without the Demon Left Hand, the grass on his and the little girl's graves would probably be ten feet high by now.

So, he called the culprit and gave her a good "lesson."

As quick as lightning, before Xian Wu could even think, his body had already lunged forward.

"Quick... get out of the way, do you want to die!" Hu Yan Lan Ruo, on the dog's back, finally sensed something was wrong.

Mainly, Xian Wu's black robe was too conspicuous, clashing with the surroundings, like a giant piece of charcoal.

However, she realized it too late; her mount was only a step away from the other party.

"It's over, it's over, Xian Wu is dead," Lu Piao covered his eyes, afraid to witness the gruesome scene of guts and organs flying everywhere.

"So dangerous!" Nie Li stomped his feet anxiously, but he couldn't help at all.

"Er Ya, my child!" the shopkeeper rushed out desperately but was held back tightly by the waiter.

Xian Wu used his body to shield the little girl, flicking open his robe with his right hand while extending the Demon Left Hand straight out.

The little girl got her ball back but was also stunned by the charging big dog and crazy woman.

"Stop, stop, hurry up and stop!" Hu Yan Lan Ruo desperately gripped the dog's mane, trying to slow it down, but with little effect.

The Giant Mastiff was too fast; to make it stop in such a short distance would require a Black Gold Spirit Master to intervene.

As danger approached, Xian Wu did not panic, because losing his composure was useless and would only hasten his death.

He stared intently at the most prominent part of the Giant Mastiff charging ahead and met it head-on before it could hit him.

"Secret Skill · Complete Disintegration!!!"

A thunderous roar erupted from Xian Wu's chest, like a bolt from the blue.

In an instant, time and space seemed to freeze.

The moment the fingertips of the Demon Left Hand touched the dog's fur, the power of disintegration spread uncontrollably throughout the Giant Mastiff's body.

Before anyone could react to what was happening, the Giant Mastiff vanished into thin air.

Hu Yan Lan Ruo, riding the air, continued to move forward due to inertia, tracing a parabola in the air.

As luck would have it, she spread her legs just right, flying past Xian Wu's hood.

Then, "Bang! Ah!!" she fell to the ground, her backside likely split in two.

As Hu Yan Lan Ruo flew over, a charcoal dust storm kicked up in front of Xian Wu.

The dust storm contained not only charcoal but also some metal atoms, though they were oxidized the moment they came into contact with the air.

This was also why the charcoal dust was hot.

Fortunately, he had his cloak for protection, otherwise, he would have been covered in the remnants of that mongrel.

The reason he could completely decompose an entire large dog, not just its fur, was because his subjective will had come into play.

In other words, Xian Wu did not view the dog's fur as individual pieces, but rather as a whole with the dog.

Therefore, when the Demon Left Hand decomposed the dog's fur, it also decomposed the large dog along with it.

As for when Xian Wu was splitting wood in the junkyard, at that time he had merely viewed the plant cells as individual entities.

It only took a few experiments to master the operation, and besides, the scrap wood in the junkyard was worthless.

"Huu... huu..." Xian Wu, having snapped back to reality, was covered in sweat and gasping for air.

His legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the ground.

Just now... I almost died...

Damn it, why don't I ever learn my lesson!

He had transmigrated to the world of Tales of Demons and Gods in the first place because he had acted heroically, and he hadn't changed his ways even after changing worlds.

This is truly ridiculous.

Getting drunk on himself, no one but Xian Wu would do that.

Just as Xian Wu was recovering from his shock, he suddenly felt a looseness in his crotch.

???

Holy crap, Left Hand, you bastard!

While Xian Wu was unconscious, the Demon Left Hand defaulted to decomposing the part of him that was in contact with objects.

"Uncle, thank you~" The little girl, holding her ball, ran over obediently.

Xian Wu rolled his eyes. Although he looked old, he was only 13 years old physically, so calling him "Uncle" was a bit much.

"You're welcome." Xian Wu rubbed her little head with his Right Hand. "Go home now, and don't run into the middle of the road anymore."

Quickly retreating into his cloak, Xian Wu grabbed the torn part of his pants on the left with his Right Hand and slowly stood up.

"Daddy, sob..." The little girl hadn't cried on the street, but she burst into tears when she fell into her father's arms.

Xian Wu nodded with relief, then got up to leave, preparing to look for the next tailor shop.

"After the deed is done, I'll brush off my clothes and leave, hiding my name and deeds."

Then he thought, no, what tailor shop was he looking for? He had provoked the young mistress of a Prominent Family, he should hurry up and scram.

Scrammed, scrambled.

Over there, Hu Yan Lan Ruo, whose backside was bruised, stood up, enduring the intense pain.

She felt like she was dreaming, looking around blankly. Passersby were pointing at her everywhere.

She had been riding the Dog King around town just now, how did she suddenly fall to the ground?

"Dog King?" Hu Yan Lan Ruo subconsciously called out, her voice sweet and soft.

"Where's my Dog King? Did you steal it!" Hu Yan Lan Ruo grabbed a passerby's collar and demanded aggressively.

"I don't know, I just came out to buy soy sauce."

"Was it you?" Pushing the previous passerby over, Hu Yan Lan Ruo grabbed another innocent bystander.

"Miss Hu Yan, I didn't steal your Dog King. It just disappeared out of thin air with a 'swish.' Really, don't you believe me? Ask the neighbors who were watching!"

"Nonsense!" Hu Yan Lan Ruo gritted her teeth and scolded, "How could it disappear out of thin air when it was fine! You dare to lie to me!"

Just as Hu Yan Lan Ruo raised her whip to teach the "liar" in her hand a lesson, a clear childish voice rang out.

"Bad woman!"

As the voice sounded, a ball landed on Hu Yan Lan Ruo's head, hitting the bullseye.

"Huh?" Hu Yan Lan Ruo seemed to recall something and turned her head.

The shopkeeper quickly hid the little girl behind him and had a shop assistant take her back inside.

"Don't move! Stop right there!" Throwing the "liar" away like trash, Hu Yan Lan Ruo strode menacingly towards the tailor shop.

"Miss Hu Yan, you are magnanimous, don't stoop to the level of children," the shopkeeper pleaded.

"Get out of the way!" Hu Yan Lan Ruo pushed him aside.

Pushing aside the shop assistants, she finally saw the little troublemaker who had hit her with the ball.

She remembered, Hu Yan Lan Ruo remembered everything.

What had just happened flashed through her mind like a movie.

"Where is that person in the black cloak?!!!" Hu Yan Lan Ruo roared to the sky, and the entire Academy Street trembled three times.

Roar of the Eastern River Lion, terrifying indeed.

At this moment, Xian Wu, carrying a pair of big red underpants, had already run back to Sacred Orchid Academy.

The passersby hurriedly helped the young mistress search, but Xian Wu and that big dog seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Taking advantage of Hu Yan Lan Ruo's search, the shopkeeper winked at a shop assistant, who quickly led Lu Piao and Nie Li into the inner hall.