A Tragic 'Air Crash'!

Am I drunk? Or am I dreaming? Or... is someone playing a cruel joke on me?

As the burly man pondered, he saw the Little Pekingese pull out a cell phone from somewhere! Then, it pressed three numbers on the phone screen with its little paws.

110!

Then, the Little Pekingese said in a calm tone, "Hello, is this a police officer from the Jiangnan University District? I am a kind-hearted ordinary citizen. I discovered traces of that notorious 'dog-stealing gang' that has been running rampant lately at the old factory on Phoenix Road outside the city. There are many poor puppies that have been captured here. Please come and rescue these poor puppies as soon as possible!"

The burly man stared blankly for a long time. "Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming? I must not be fully awake—otherwise, how could I possibly see a Pekingese dog making a phone call to the police?"

This is reality, not a movie!

"Dazhuang, this son of a bitch is calling the police! Stop him!" the fat man next to him shouted in alarm. Regardless of what was going on with the dog, it was calling the police!

"Let me correct you, although my mother is indeed a beautiful Pekingese, I was raised by Yellow Mountain Big Fool for a dog)." Doudou hung up the phone and said aloofly.

Without thinking twice, the fat man pounced on Doudou.

The burly man next to him instinctively pulled out a dog-catching ring from his waist, intending to lasso Doudou.

Doudou sneered disdainfully, slapping the fat man with its paw and sending him flying—the fat man landed in an arc, screaming in pain, unable to get up for a long time. Not just half a day, he probably wouldn't be able to get up for the next two weeks.

After beating the fat man, Doudou turned around and leaped high into the air, just like a martial arts master in a martial arts movie, landing on the strong man's face and slapping his face repeatedly with her two front paws.

Snap snap snap snap snap...

The burly man was beaten to the ground.

After quickly taking down two dog-stealing gangs, Doudou, even more domineering, roared to the sky, "Woof woof!"

"A monster!" The other members of the dog-stealing team were so frightened they wet themselves and fled in panic.

A minute later, all the members of the dog-stealing gang were knocked unconscious and piled on top of each other like Doudou pyramid in the center of the abandoned factory. No matter how fast an ordinary human runs, they can't outrun a four-legged Great Demon Hound.

Fifteen minutes later, several police cars roared into the abandoned factory.

When the police officers stormed into the factory, they found the dog-stealing gang members piled up in a heap, along with hundreds of dogs of various breeds in cages nearby. The officers exchanged glances, their eyes filled with confusion.

"Was it done by the person who called the police? One against ten, that would require a boxing champion, right?" a young police officer asked.

Two older police officers squatted down next to the dog-stealing gang members, staring blankly at the dog paw prints on their bodies.

Regardless, this time they caught another cunning dog-stealing gang and rescued hundreds of pet dogs—isn't that something to celebrate?

But why did these Old Daoist police officers feel a tightness in their chests?

On the rooftop, Doudou witnessed firsthand the arrest of the dog-stealing gang and the release of the dogs.

Then it leaped lightly and quietly disappeared.

He left without a trace, concealing his merit and fame! Doudou felt that he must have been incredibly cool at that moment.

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In the southeast of China, there lies a mysterious region inaccessible to ordinary humans. Enveloped in mist year-round, it attracts many adventurers, but no matter how experienced they are, they inexplicably find themselves back at the entrance.

Experts speculate that this place is a natural maze, and with the persistent fog, people who enter will eventually lose their way and somehow end up back at the starting point.

But in fact... this is a Seal Land.

At the heart of this mysterious forbidden zone, a Sixth-Grade True Lord pulled down a meteorite from outer space, which transformed into the 'Five-Finger Mountain Sealing Art,' sealing a powerful cultivator within!

The sealed person is named 'Daoist Cloudmist', and his background is quite impressive.

Two hundred years ago, he was a well-known elder of the Empty Thieves' Sect, who had invaded the caves of many Fifth-Grade Golden Core experts and had an extraordinary record.

Yes... this Daoist Cloudmist is the same guy who provoked the True Lord Yellow Mountain and was later sealed and suppressed, a master of courting death.

During the suppression, he was further harassed by the True Lord Yellow Mountain in various ways.

True Lord even specially set up a server, created a chat software, and created three hundred alt accounts to join a group to chat and brag with Daoist Cloudmist.

So that his days of suppression won't be so boring.

Now, this Daoist Cloudmist of confidence and is preparing to break the 'Five-Finger Mountain Sealing Art' and make a comeback.

True Lord Yellow Mountain expressed his curiosity and took time out of his busy schedule these past two days to lie in wait at the scene and watch how Daoist Cloudmist would break free from the seal.

Originally, watching Daoist Cloudmist escape from his predicament was a private entertainment program prepared and exclusively for True Lord Yellow Mountain himself.

But at this moment... beside the True Lord Yellow Mountain, there was a slightly chubby beauty who looked very nervous. She clasped her hands together and her expression was very conflicted.

Beside her stood a handsome, no! In fact, one could say he was perfect to the extreme, cultivator standing quietly behind her. The cultivator wore a gentle smile, like a spring breeze caressing her face.

True Lord Yellow Mountain glanced bitterly at the handsome cultivator beside him—he hadn't expected that despite his desperate attempts to avoid him, he still couldn't escape Senior White.

"Venerable White, what brings you here today?" True Lord Yellow Mountain asked cautiously, keeping his mind focused and not daring to look at Venerable White too closely.

"Hmm, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet Fellow Daoist Yellow Mountain here... Actually, I've come to retrieve my Meteor Sword." Venerable White stroked his smooth chin and nodded as he explained, "My Meteor Sword was taken away by a disciple of the Empty Thieves' Sect my last seclusion. That disciple is named Liu Tianzong, and he's now made a name for himself as 'Cold Flame Sword.' As far as I know, 'Cold Flame Sword' Liu Tianzong is preparing to come to this Seal Land to help the imprisoned Daoist Cloudmist break the seal. I just need to wait for him here, and I can retrieve my Meteor Sword."

At this moment, True Lord Yellow Mountain was filled with unbearable regret.

Because he wanted to tease Venerable Cloudmist and didn't release him in time, he ended up attracting Venerable White.

If he had known this would happen, he would have released Daoist Cloudmist much earlier, and even held a banquet to urge him to leave sooner.

Unfortunately, it's too late to regret it now.

However... it seems Venerable White has changed somewhat this time? That strange charm he exudes seems to have subsided? Could it be... that after his advancement, he has become adept at controlling that charm?

"Yes, you guessed right. This time I can finally control my aura a little better." Venerable White suddenly turned his head and smiled at True Lord Yellow Mountain.

"I was just thinking it in my mind, I haven't said it out loud yet?" True Lord Yellow Mountain was stunned.

"Well, how should I put it? Fellow Daoist Yellow Mountain, you're still the same as before. What you're thinking is written all over your face. I can roughly guess what you're thinking just by looking at you," Venerable White said with a gentle smile.

Good heavens! This is Mind Reading Technique! True Lord Yellow Mountain quickly put on a stern face, not letting his expression betray him in the slightest.

"Hehe." Venerable White chuckled softly.

Then, he reached out and tossed his long hair, his jet-black locks fluttering in the wind with his movement.

Then, Venerable White smiled brightly, releasing some of his previously restrained charm.

In an instant, the world lost its color.

Just like the scene Song Shuhang saw a few days ago when he acted recklessly, in True Lord Yellow Mountain's eyes at this moment, the Venerable White had become the center of the world.

The whole world has faded into Black White, but the Venerable White is the only color in that Black White... dazzling and eye-catching!

True Lord Yellow Mountain's heart began to beat faster involuntarily.

A moment later, Venerable White deliberately withdrew his charm. That feeling of being the 'center of the world' disappeared.

After a moment of silence, True Lord Yellow Mountain gave an extremely awkward, bitter smile.

"How about that? Pretty impressive, huh? I can control everything now!" Venerable White said proudly. "So, you don't need to hide from me anymore! Actually, I know all of this. Many people in the group are secretly avoiding me, I just didn't expose you."

True Lord Yellow Mountain nodded silently.

Then, after Venerable White turned around... True Lord Yellow Mountain quickly took out his phone, opened the Nine Provinces Number One Group, clicked on 'Fairy Lychee's' avatar, and entered her group space.

After seeing the many beautiful selfies of the Fairy Lychee in the group chat, True Lord Yellow Mountain secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he cautiously glanced at Venerable White —compared to Venerable White who couldn't freely control his charm before, he felt that Venerable White in front of him now was much more dangerous!

"Ah, are we still not there?" Song Shuhang still flying in the air. Due to the long flight, he was starting to feel a bit of motion sickness.

More importantly... there's a Helm Master Jing Mo named Jing Mo hot on their heels!

Where exactly is Senior White? Could he be Sword Flight, and I'm just endlessly chasing after him using some kind of escape technique?

Just as he was lost in thought, a figure appeared directly in front of Song Shuhang, walking on air.

He was a middle-aged man with a serious and indifferent expression. He carried a long sword in one hand and walked slowly forward, his feet treading on the void as if on flat ground.

He didn't Sword Flight, nor did he use any magical movement techniques—because the aloof middle-aged man seemed to be pondering some profound question, walking through the air while lost in thought.

That's not the most important thing. The important thing is that the other party is right in Song Shuhang's flight path!

"No! We're going to crash into him!" Song Shuhang cried out in alarm... He desperately wanted to control himself to dodge the man in front of him, but unfortunately, the 'Myriad-Mile Escape Technique' was completely beyond his control.

Moreover, it seemed that they were getting very close to Senior White, and the speed of the Myriad-Mile Escape Technique was getting faster and faster, even giving the feeling of charging around recklessly.

The middle-aged man, with an indifferent expression, was so lost in thought that Song Shuhang's scream couldn't wake him.

Then, Song Shuhang crashed headfirst into the lower back of the indifferent middle-aged man, propelling him forward like a cannonball...