“Dog Quake, he works for Dog Yukuan.”
“My grandfather, my father, and my mother all died at Dog Yukuan’s hands.”
“If I followed Dog Quake, it’d be like serving my enemy.”
“Though I, Dog Bastard, am a coward afraid of death, I’d rather die than do such a thing,” Dog Bastard said.
“I see, you’ve got some backbone then. I’m impressed,” Chu Feng said, smiling as he patted Dog Bastard’s shoulder.
“Sir, don’t tease me.”
Though Dog Bastard was a bit shy, it was clear he was pleased. Being praised by Chu Feng made him genuinely proud.
“What about this Dog Yukuan? Need me to deal with him for you?” Chu Feng asked.
“No, Sir, absolutely not.”
Dog Bastard suddenly grew nervous at the suggestion.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you want to avenge your grandfather and parents?” Chu Feng asked.
“Of course I do. I dream of it.”
“But I want to kill him with my own hands, not borrow someone else’s.”
“If you killed him for me, it wouldn’t be my revenge,” Dog Bastard said.
“Fair enough.”
Chu Feng nodded, agreeing with Dog Bastard’s reasoning.
“Then take these.”
As he spoke, Chu Feng took out a Cosmos Sack and handed it to Dog Bastard.
“Sir, what’s this?”
Though Dog Bastard and his kind had tools for storing items, they were different from a Cosmos Sack, which he was seeing for the first time.
“I’ll show you.”
Chu Feng then taught Dog Bastard how to use the Cosmos Sack.
“Good heavens… Sir, I can’t accept this, absolutely not.”
After mastering the Cosmos Sack, Dog Bastard hurriedly tried to return it to Chu Feng.
The reason was that Chu Feng had placed many cultivation resources inside.
Though these resources weren’t of much use to Chu Feng anymore, for Dog Bastard and his kind, they were priceless treasures.
That’s why Dog Bastard reacted this way—he didn’t dare accept such valuables.
“Don’t you want to avenge your parents and grandfather?”
“Take it.”
Chu Feng tossed the Cosmos Sack back to Dog Bastard as he spoke.
“Sir, I…”
Catching the Cosmos Sack again, Dog Bastard hesitated.
Chu Feng’s words had clearly struck a chord.
Indeed, he wanted to avenge his family, but cultivation required resources. Without them, even great talent would be limited.
Relying on himself, he might never achieve his revenge in his lifetime.
But Chu Feng’s resources gave him a chance.
When he saw those resources, he already saw a path to vengeance.
“Remember, don’t sell these resources or show them to anyone. You can only use them yourself. Even this sack—keep it hidden, don’t let anyone see it.”
“Otherwise, it could bring deadly trouble to you and even your grandmother.”
Chu Feng warned solemnly.
His caution stemmed from the fact that his cultivation resources and Cosmos Sack were different from those used here.
Chu Feng’s resources belonged to his era, while the Storm Hunters’ resources were inherited from ancient times.
“Sir, rest assured, I’ll keep it safe.”
Dog Bastard, cautious by nature, carefully stowed the Cosmos Sack as he spoke.
“It’s about time for me to go.”
Chu Feng stood, preparing to leave.
“Sir, please wait.”
Just as Chu Feng rose, Dog Bastard’s grandmother approached him.
“Sir, thanks to you today. If not for you, Dog Bastard and I might not have survived.”
“We Dog Clan folk are poor and have little to repay you with.”
“This is our family heirloom, passed down from our ancestors.”
“Sir, please accept it.”
As she spoke, Dog Bastard’s grandmother handed Chu Feng a piece of paper.
It was the same paper she’d given to Dog Quake, which he’d torn to shreds.
After Chu Feng dealt with Dog Quake and his group, she had gathered the fragments and pieced them back together.
Chu Feng took the paper, unsure of what to say.
The paper exuded a strong ancient aura, confirming it was indeed from ancient times.
But beyond that, it had no notable qualities.
First, it was fragile, as evidenced by Dog Quake easily tearing it apart.
The paper bore a drawing of an animal, but it was ugly and impossible to identify.
It looked like something a child had scribbled.
Most importantly, the paper had been torn and reassembled multiple times.
It wasn’t new even before Dog Quake destroyed it.
It had likely been torn and pieced back together many times, probably because Dog Bastard’s grandmother had repeatedly presented it as a treasure, only to anger others.
They’d tear it up, and she’d painstakingly reassemble it.
It wasn’t their fault. Even with his Heavenly Eye, Chu Feng could see the paper had no special qualities—it was just a piece of junk.
“Sir, you must keep it safe.”
“This is an ancient secret technique. We lack the talent to comprehend it, but with your exceptional gifts, you surely can,” Dog Bastard’s grandmother said.
“Alright.”
Chu Feng prepared to store the paper in his Cosmos Sack.
“Sir, don’t store it like that. You need to keep it against your chest, touching your skin.”
“The secret technique has a spirit,” she said.
Chu Feng felt exasperated. It was just a piece of useless paper, and now this hassle?
But to make her happy, he tucked it inside his robe, pressing it against his chest.
*Buzz—*
The moment the paper touched his chest, Chu Feng felt a sharp pain, as if something had pierced his heart.
More alarmingly, the world around him began to spin, everything blurring.
Then, he was sucked into an endless vortex, unable to control himself, spinning wildly within it, disoriented and dizzy.
When he finally landed, everything around him had changed.
He was no longer at Dog Bastard’s place.
He had fallen into a strange, otherworldly realm.
