"Don't piss your pants on the battlefield!"
"Get lost! You're the one who'll piss his pants. I'll be waiting for you on the battlefield."
"Hey, make sure you come back alive."
"You bastard Qiu, don't you go dying."
"Don't worry, I'm hard to kill. This time, I'll teach those cultivators from Great Yu who don't know how high heaven is or how deep the earth is a proper lesson."
"Old Li, don't you disgrace Shushan!"
"..."
The first batch of selected disciples stood on the Main Peak, bidding farewell to their fellow disciples.
The sun hung high in the distant sky, scattering boundless rays of light as though cheering them on their way.
Liu Er Dog waved at Yun Shu and Li Ping'an.
"The battlefield is as treacherous and unpredictable as shifting clouds. Brother Er Dog, you must act cautiously," Li Ping'an reminded him.
"Thank you for the reminder, Brother Ping'an."
Yun Shu bowed. "Senior Brother Er Dog, return victorious!"
"I certainly will." Liu Er Dog smiled. "Do you know why I'm called Liu Er Dog? An old Daoist gave me this name.
A lowly name makes a child easier to raise. I, Liu Er Dog, have too much luck and too tough a life to die!"
Once the farewells ended, all the spirit beasts across Shushan's fourteen peaks raised their heads and roared at the sky.
Some lifted their heads and thrust out their tongues as though about to swallow the heavens, while others bared their fangs and brandished their claws, looking ready to pick someone to devour.
Then came the deep blare of horns.
The horns echoed through the valleys, accompanied by the roars of countless beasts.
Like rolling black clouds bearing down on towering waves, they traveled farther and farther away.
Everyone fell silent.
After a long