The cultivators of the myriad heavens and realms had been holding their breath, waiting for "Ancient Sage Doudou Lass Lass" to deliver his lecture. When they heard that string of barks, they all lost it.
"Is he lecturing in the canine language? I can't understand a thing!"
"I'm not a member of the dog race. Could you use another language?"
"This just proves how important it is to master a foreign language."
"Strange. I remember the profound sage lecture having a built-in translation function. No matter what language the speaker uses, all the cultivators of the myriad heavens and realms should understand, right? Why can't I understand him? All I hear is barking. Has the translation function broken?"
"Could a fellow daoist from the dog race translate for us?"
"Fellow daoist, fellow daoist, hurry and translate what Ancient Sage Doudou is saying! I remember you're a Derpy Husky, right?"
"Get lost! I'm a wolf! I just look a bit like a husky!"
"Ancient Sage Doudou's lecture is truly marvelous." Canine cultivators everywhere spoke with unfathomable expressions—even though they couldn't understand him, anything Ancient Sage Doudou said was marvelous! He was the pride of the dog race, and even the entire monster race: the Eighth Sage of the Millennium! He had secured the monster race a seat among the millennium's first ten Sage Monarchs. Anything he said was good! Even his barking sounded so crisp and pleasing.
"So what exactly is Ancient Sage Doudou talking about?"
Similar remarks and exchanges between fellow daoists took place in every corner of the myriad heavens and realms of the Present World.
Meanwhile, the cultivators of the Black Dragon World remained utterly bewildered from start to finish.
Venerable Yellow Mountain smiled bitterly. "Doudou is too nervous."
"How about I sing him a song