Dog Second was miserable.
Utterly miserable.
It had originally been a wild dog in the mountains of Longyou Circuit.
By a stroke of fortune, it had absorbed some essence of sun and moon, gained sentience overnight, and become a demon.
For hundreds of years, it had weathered the elements, slept under the open sky, and hidden from east to west.
It had finally cultivated to the Bone Resonance Realm, only to think itself a Demon King of some renown—then that old bastard calling himself Lord White Ape had slapped it to the ground and taken it in as one of his lackey dogs.
It had worked under him for more than ten years.
Diligent and hardworking, bearing burdens without complaint, it had finally endured until the old bastard was about to roll up his bedding and return to the Demon Court.
That was the Western Region Demon Court.
Rumor had it that it was the holy land of the Demon Race, a true paradise.
There, demons could walk the world openly, no longer needing to hide themselves away. They could even pen humans like pigs and dogs, deciding life and death as they pleased.
Yet at this critical juncture, Lord White Ape had gone mad for some reason and insisted on waiting here for that child of his who did not know whether it was dead or alive.
At the mention of that child, Dog Second felt even more bitter.
It was nothing more than a tiger that had stepped in dog shit—like Dog Second, it had luckily gained sentience and happened to have some connection to Lord White Ape.
Why?
They were both beasts of the mountains that had become demons, so why did that brute receive Lord White Ape's favor, get treated like his own child, and have