The Flying Boat sped through the sky. Xu Yang and the others sat cross-legged inside, circulating their arts to heal their wounds and restore their strength. Only the Heaven-Slaughtering Dog and Qin Mengyao weren't cultivating. The dog had devoured several cultivators, not only recovering its strength but making great progress. It was now brimming with energy.
Qin Mengyao, meanwhile, kept watch over everyone. She didn't trust the Heaven-Slaughtering Dog. She had seen how viciously it had fought earlier, gobbling up anyone it could get its jaws on. Now that everyone was focused on recovering, if the dog suddenly went on a rampage, they'd be in serious trouble.
So Qin Mengyao watched the Heaven-Slaughtering Dog with a wary expression, ready to attack the moment it made a suspicious move. The dog gave her a contemptuous look, then shook its body and rapidly shrank until it was a white puppy barely a foot long. Wagging its little tail, it ran over to Xu Yang, curled up in his arms, and fell fast asleep.
Qin Mengyao stared with wide, beautiful eyes at the dog's antics, at a loss for words. She hadn't expected it to be so adorable when it shrank. It had even crawled right into Xu Yang's arms.
Once the Heaven-Slaughtering Dog was asleep, Qin Mengyao breathed a huge sigh of relief. Facing such a vicious monster alone had put her under immense pressure, and she'd been on edge the whole time. Now that she could relax, the exhaustion hit her all at once, and she had no choice but to sit cross-legged and cultivate.
Two hours later, Xu Yang and the others woke one after another. Xu Yang had recovered most of his strength, and even his spiritual sense was nearly back to normal. The pain in his head had