Her face twisted with fury as she said this.
But when I heard her say that the Black Mastiff King was her younger brother, I wasn't all that shocked.
After all, when I saw this stray dog shelter, I had already suspected as much.
I just hadn't expected them to be relatives.
I sneered and said:
"Birds of a feather flock together. Your family's really something, all of you wanting to be dogs!"
With that, I lashed out with my whip.
Crack!
It carried tremendous force.
Although my body was still weak and I hadn't recovered to my peak condition,
this middle-aged woman didn't feel terrifyingly powerful either.
At most, she was in the Strength Soul Realm, roughly comparable to my cultivation at its peak.
As long as the three of us worked together smoothly, we could still take her down.
Not to mention, I still had the Black Umbrella as my trump card...
She swiftly dodged my Snake Bone Whip. I leaped into the air and thrust the Fish Bone Sword straight at her face.
The middle-aged woman raised her dagger and blocked it with a clang.
She glared at me viciously.
"What do you know? Awakening werewolf blood will bring hundreds of years of lifespan and power."
As she spoke, she knocked me aside.
Her dagger stabbed straight for my throat, and I quickly retreated.
My strength had not fully recovered. If I fought her head-on in terms of strength, I would be at a disadvantage.
Her words also made me understand why the Black Mastiff King had been so obsessed with awakening his werewolf bloodline, with changing from a human into a wolf.
At first, I had thought he only sought greater power.
Now I understood that he had also been pursuing a longer "lifespan."
The moment