Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Mo Yuqiong's hand holding the jade book trembled slightly, her knuckles turning white.

On that jade scroll, the seal of the Queen Mother of the West emitted a faint golden light, like a cold eye looking down at her from above.

"Three True Immortals..."

She took a deep breath, looked up at the messenger from Yaochi, and tried her best to keep her voice calm.

"Your Excellency, my lord was ambushed by the Thunder Prison Demon Lord of Ten Absolute Islands and was seriously injured. He is currently in seclusion to recuperate and it is really inconvenient for him to travel."

"At present, the Divine Dragon Palace indeed cannot gather three True Immortals."

She paused, then bowed slightly. "I humbly request the envoy to grant me some leniency. Once my lord has fully recovered, my Divine Dragon Palace will do everything in its power to await the orders of Yaochi."

Upon hearing this, the envoy from Yaochi smiled slightly.

"Make an exception?"

She uttered those two words softly, as if savoring something interesting.

"Now that the Golden Mother's decree has been issued, how dare you bargain?"

Her voice remained cold, but her tone now carried an undisguised air of authority.

"Wu Tian is in seclusion? Ha—"

She sneered, "The Queen Mother has decreed that no matter if he is only seriously injured and in seclusion, or even if he only has one breath left, he must crawl to the battlefield."

"The decree of the Golden Mother must not be desecrated."

She spoke each word slowly and deliberately, each word piercing Mo Yuqiong's heart like an ice pick.

"Make him come out and be summoned immediately, or else... he'll have to bear the consequences."

Mo Yuqiong's face turned pale in an instant.

Behind her, Li Xuanba and General Shenkun's expressions were also extremely gloomy.

The Divine Kun General's eyes were wide open, and the scales all over its body stood up slightly, clearly indicating that it was extremely angry.

Li Xuanba took a deep breath, stepped forward, and bowed.

"Please allow me, Your Excellency, this old servant dares to ask you something."

The Yaochi envoy's gaze shifted slightly, landing on Li Xuanba, his eyes indifferent as if looking at an ant.

Li Xuanba remained neither humble nor arrogant, saying, "The entire Divine Dragon Palace has absolutely no intention of resisting the Jade Pool's decree; it's just that my Crown Prince is indeed seriously injured."

How about this—

He raised his head and said, "This old servant and General Shenkun will first accompany the envoy to Yaochi to await orders. Once my crown prince has recovered from his injuries, we will rush to the battlefield as soon as possible."

"In this way, we can fulfill the imperial decree of Yaochi without missing the opportunity for battle. What does the envoy think?"

After he finished speaking, he bowed deeply.

These words were reasonable and well-founded.

This demonstrated both a compliant attitude and a compromise, giving Yaochi ample face.

But the messenger from Yaochi simply watched him quietly.

That gaze was as if looking at an ant hopping around in front of him.

After a moment, she chuckled softly.

What are you?

She spoke, her tone calm.

"You dare to bargain with me?"

Li Xuanba's body stiffened.

The Yaochi envoy didn't even glance at him, his gaze passing over him and landing on Mo Yuqiong.

“I’ve said it before, as long as he’s not dead, he has to crawl to the battlefield, no matter what.”

"How dare you bargain over the Golden Mother's decree?"

She took a step forward, and celestial light surged forth, her oppressive aura pouring down upon the people of the Divine Dragon Palace like a tidal wave.

"Enough with the nonsense."

"Call him out immediately."

The sound wasn't loud, but it exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

Mo Yuqiong swayed slightly, her face growing even paler.

She bit her lip so hard it almost bled.

A moment later, she looked up.

A resolute glint flashed in those beautiful eyes.

"I will accept the summons on behalf of Wu Tian."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears with crystal clarity.

Li Xuanba suddenly looked up, "Princess!"

General Shenkun's eyes widened as well, "Princess, you mustn't! You're only a Loose Immortal, going onto the battlefield—"

Mo Yuqiong raised her hand, stopping them from speaking.

She looked at the messenger from Yaochi and said, word by word, "I am the princess of the West Sea Dragon Palace and the fiancée of Prince Wu Tian. It is only right and proper for me to fight in his place."

Upon hearing this, the Yaochi envoy looked her up and down.

His gaze, sharp as a knife, swept over Mo Yuqiong.

From head to toe, from toe to head.

Then she smiled.

That smile was even more contemptuous and mocking than before.

"you?"

She uttered the word softly, as if she were watching a ridiculous joke.

"A mere wandering immortal dares to presume?"

Mo Yuqiong's face flushed red instantly.

She clenched her teeth so tightly that her nails dug deep into her palms.

The Yaochi envoy didn't even glance at her; his gaze swept past the crowd and landed deep within the Divine Dragon Palace.

"What, is your Divine Dragon Palace trying to defy the imperial decree with all this evasion?"

Her voice suddenly turned cold.

Where is Wu Tian in seclusion?

She took a step forward, and celestial light surged forth, her aura imposing.

"Enough with the nonsense, I'll go and invite him out of seclusion myself."

"I want to see if he has the guts to refuse my Jade Pool decree!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she actually took a step forward, intending to storm the Divine Dragon Palace.

Mo Yuqiong's expression changed drastically, and Li Xuanba and General Shenkun immediately blocked the doorway.

But the messenger from Yaochi didn't even glance at them; he simply raised his hand—

Within his palm, celestial light flowed, and a terrifying pressure was brewing.

……

Just as the messenger from Yaochi arrived.

Wu Tian was sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed deep inside the Golden Dragon Palace, his eyes slightly closed and his breathing long and even.

He was enveloped in a pale golden divine light, and the blessed land of Fangcun Mountain between his brows shone with radiance. The Ruyi Jingu Bang (Golden Cudgel) on the mountaintop scattered countless incantations, irrigating the entire immortal mountain like a waterfall.

Since he went into seclusion, he has devoted all his attention to comprehending the transformations of Mount Sumeru, ignoring all external affairs.

But that doesn't mean he was unaware of what was happening outside.

From the moment those golden eyes were formed, their fiery gaze could see through Mount Sumeru. Within a thousand miles of the Divine Dragon Palace, no slightest disturbance could escape his eyes.

He saw it the moment the messenger from Yaochi arrived.

But he ignored it.

The people who came from Yaochi were there for the war in the Northwest.

He had already used the excuse of serious injury to go into seclusion, precisely to avoid this mess.

But what he didn't expect was—

That envoy was so arrogant.

When he saw Mo Yuqiong step forward.

That usually gentle and kind woman was now standing before the messenger from Yaochi, ready to risk her life to take his place.

"I will accept the summons on behalf of Wu Tian."

Upon hearing this, Wu Tian's heart skipped a beat.

That silly woman.

She was merely a rogue immortal; going to the northwestern battlefield would be no different from sending herself to her death.

But she said it so resolutely, so matter-of-factly.

"The love I feel for my daughter is the hardest to bear!"

Wu Tian sighed softly, and seventy-two rings of light began to slowly rotate in his golden pupils. Then, golden light shot into the sky from his body.

……

Who do you think you are?

"How dare you spout such nonsense in my Divine Dragon Palace?"

A sound as loud as thunder resounded throughout the entire Divine Dragon Palace.

The messenger from Yaochi suddenly stopped in his tracks.

She subconsciously looked up and followed the sound.

A golden light shot up from the depths of the Divine Dragon Palace.

Mo Yuqiong turned around abruptly, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes.

Li Xuanba and General Shenkun also turned around at the same time, looking into the depths of the Divine Dragon Palace.

Golden light shot up from the Golden Dragon Hall, and a figure stepped out. Wu Tian was dressed in a black robe, his golden hair flowing freely, and dragon horns protruding from his head. He was enveloped in a faint divine light. The light was not dazzling, but it contained a chilling weight and majesty.

Within his pupils, seventy-two halos of light slowly rotated, with countless ancient incantations arising, intertwining, and flowing within each halos.

Just one glance at those eyes gives you the illusion that your soul is being drawn into them.

The Jade Pool envoy's pupils contracted slightly as he instinctively sensed danger and took a half-step back.

But before she could even stand up straight...

Snapped!
A loud slap landed hard on her face.

The slap was so powerful that it sent her flying, tumbling three or four times in mid-air before she could barely regain her balance.

She covered her face and looked at Wu Tian in disbelief.

Five bright red finger marks were clearly visible on her beautiful face.

Even more terrifying, a golden light was seeping into her skin from the fingerprint, causing half of her face to swell up, turning blue and purple, making her look extremely disheveled.

She is an immortal.

He is an envoy under the Queen Mother of the West.

It is an existence that is high above and looks down on all living beings.

But at this moment, her once-proud, beautiful face was now bruised and swollen from a slap, making her look like a shrew from the streets.

"you--"

She covered her face, her voice trembling.

"How dare you hit me?!"

Wu Tian stood with his hands behind his back, looking at her calmly.

That gaze was exactly the same as the one she had used to look at Li Xuanba before.

indifferent.

calm.

As if looking at an ant.

"Beat you?"

He spoke softly, "So what if I hit you?"

The messenger from Yaochi was trembling all over, not from fear, but from anger.

It was boundless anger.

She had lived for a thousand years, and since she achieved enlightenment, she had never suffered such humiliation. Even those high-ranking and powerful immortals would treat her with utmost respect.

She was the personal maid of the Queen Mother of the West, representing her dignity; when had anyone ever dared to be so presumptuous?

"Wu Tian!"

She screamed, a shrill and piercing sound that completely robbed her of any semblance of celestial grace.

"Are you insane! Do you know who I am? I am an envoy of the Queen Mother of the West. If you dare to hit me, you are making an enemy of the Queen Mother of the West."

"Do you know what this means? Your entire Divine Dragon Palace will be buried with you!"

Wu Tian looked at her quietly.

Wait until she finishes speaking.

Then, he took a small step forward.

Snapped!
Another resounding slap landed hard on the right side of her face.

This slap was just as powerful as the previous one, but the angle was extremely tricky, sending her spinning three times on the spot. She staggered back seven or eight steps and almost fell to the ground.

The envoy from Yaochi covered both sides of his face, completely dumbfounded.

She stood there, swaying slightly, her hands covering her cheeks, her eyes wide open, tears welling up in them—not from grievance, but from pain and anger.

"you you--"

She opened her mouth, but only uttered these two words.

Her face was now completely unrecognizable.

Her left side was red and swollen, her right side was bluish-purple, and two bright red finger marks crossed and overlapped, making her entire face swollen like a pig's head. The auspicious golden light flowed wildly across her face, making her beautiful face look ferocious and terrifying.

"Aaaaaah—!"

She let out a scream, a sharp and piercing sound that completely shattered any semblance of her ethereal grace.

"Wu Tian! You madman! You dare slap me twice?!"

Her hands trembled as she pointed at Wu Tian, ​​her whole body shaking, whether from anger or fear, it was hard to tell.

As she spoke, she seemed to go crazy and tried to rush forward, but as soon as she took half a step, she met Wu Tian's golden eyes and froze on the spot.

They dare not advance, yet are unwilling to retreat.

She stood there, trembling all over, her swollen face contorted beyond recognition, no longer resembling a fairy.

Wu Tian smiled.

That smile was faint, yet it sent chills down her spine.

"Are you done talking?"

he asks.

The envoy from Yaochi opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word for a moment.

Wu Tian looked at her, his gaze as calm as if he were looking at a dead person.

"You just said that if I don't die, I'll crawl to the battlefield?"

His voice wasn't loud, but every word struck her heart like a heavy hammer.

The envoy from Yaochi's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "That's the Golden Mother's decree! How dare you disobey?"

Wu Tian gently shook his head.

"Imperial decree?"

He paused slightly, his tone suddenly turning cold.

"Why should I, Wu Tian, ​​need to obey the orders of others in my actions?"

The envoy from Yaochi stared wide-eyed, as if he had heard something utterly treasonous.

"You—you dare to defy the Golden Mother?!"

Wu Tian looked at her, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Disdain?"

"So what if it's contempt?"

The envoy from Yaochi's expression changed completely.

Wu Tian looked at her with indifferent eyes.

"You just said you wanted to personally invite me out of seclusion?"

"I'm out now."

What can you do about it?

The envoy from Yaochi opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

Wu Tian looked at her, and in his eyes, seventy-two layers of light wheels slowly rotated.

"I'll give you three breaths."

"Get out of the Dragon Palace."

"otherwise--"

He paused, then said, "You don't need to leave."

"Fine, fine, fine!" The Yaochi attendant gritted his teeth, uttering each word as if squeezed out from between his teeth.

"You forced me to do this!"

"You forced me to do this!"

She suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with resentment and malice.

"Even if it means the Lord's punishment, I will make you pay the price."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly reached out and took off the mutton-fat jade ring from her waist.

The jade ring hung in the void, and in an instant, it burst forth with thousands of clear lights.

She straightened her clothes and bowed respectfully to Yu Huan.

"Your subordinate, Qingxia, respectfully requests the image of the Golden Mother!"

boom!!

The world changed color.

The once cloudless sky suddenly darkened.

It wasn't that dark clouds were obscuring the sun, but rather that the sky itself seemed to be pressed down from above by something.

A beam of clear light descended from the heavens and landed on the jade ring.

Amidst the clear light, a figure slowly descended.

It was a woman.

He appeared to be around thirty years old, with an exceptionally beautiful face and graceful demeanor.

She wore a crimson fairy robe, its hem fluttering like clouds and mist. Her long, black hair cascaded down to her waist, each strand shimmering with a soft, ethereal glow.

She hovered high in the sky, looking down at the Divine Dragon Palace, down at Wu Tian, ​​and down at everyone below.

The Golden Mother of the Jade Pool.

The leader of the Seven Fairies of Yaochi, a powerful being in the realm of immortals, and a renowned figure in the Three Realms.

She hovered in the void without moving an inch, yet the entire area within a thousand miles of the Divine Dragon Palace was enveloped by an invisible pressure.

The Dragon Palace guards with slightly lower cultivation levels were now kneeling on the ground, trembling all over.

The messenger from Yaochi, Qingxia, immediately flew forward, knelt before the Golden Mother, and wept uncontrollably.

"My lord, I beg you to do justice for your disciple!" (End of Chapter)