Inuyasha: A Different Kind of Dog General

"You're not going to walk anymore! Look at how sick you've been torturing yourselves these past few days. I'm worried you'll be lying on the ground if I let go!"

As Qi Tian spoke, he lifted it up. The Yuyan Pill was fine, but the Shunlei Ya was almost red and warm.

Shun Lei Ya jumped out from under Qi Tian's arm in an instant, and the distance between them was only a fist.

He snorted softly, "I'm definitely not the one in charge of the food!"

"If it's not you, then it must be Yu Yanwan!" Qi Tian's conclusion aroused Yu Yanwan's dissatisfaction, and he broke free from Qi Tian's restraints with an elbow.

The Red Evil Ghost watched the quarrel and fight between the three people with a smile on his face, and followed behind with his hands behind his back.

The four of them went out of the city together to the Cangya Camp, the Tianzhong training ground designated by Douya.

As the last wisp of evening breeze brushed across the red demon's shoulder armor, the soles of the four men's boots were crushing the edges of the basalt.

This martial arts training ground, surrounded by three mountains, is immersed in the skylight where light and darkness intersect. The ink-black rock layers that have solidified over millions of years are like the bared fangs of a giant beast, piercing the surface in a staggered manner.

The waterfall falling from the top of the cliff exploded into broken jade among the stalagmites. The silver-white mist was wrapped in the mountain breeze with the smell of rust, wetting the viewer's hair.

When Dou Ya practiced various sword techniques, he used his sword energy to create three rifts in the center.

Strong winds howled through the jagged cracks.

The rock walls that were split by the sword energy glowed with a cold metallic light, and the cuts of varying depths ran from the top of the cliff thirty feet high straight through the earth veins.

This is an excellent place for the celestial beings to practice.

One of the essential sword techniques of the Tianzhong Cangya Heavenly Army is Wind Wound, and the advanced secret is Explosive Flow Break.

With the demon-patterned magatama bestowed by Douya, it was not difficult for them to learn.

His physical combat skills were simple steel fists, using demonic powers to hammer his body into steel.

In a fierce duel, Qi Tian bravely took on two opponents at once.

The fist as big as a casserole knocked over Yuyanwan and Shunleiya one after another.

The two men had new injuries before their old ones healed, but on their bruised faces, in addition to their dissatisfaction with Qi Tianxia's ruthlessness, there was also a sense of belonging to Tianzhong between their brows.

"You two, stop dawdling and hurry up to the mountain to hunt. The Red Demon and I are hungry!"

"Why are you being so loud? Your loud voice is scaring off the prey!"

Yu Yanwan's shout from a distance made Shun Lei Ya decisively walk in another direction.

Soon, under the bright moonlight, the dancing flames of the bonfire illuminated the four people's greasy smiling faces.

Chapter 54: The Strong First Leads to the Strong Next

The steam rising from the bathroom blurred the copper mirror. Dou Ya, who was more inclined to the human life habits, grabbed the green bamboo-patterned bath towel and wiped the ends of his hair casually.

He didn't squat on the ground to shake off the water like his own son, Ergou.

The water droplets rolled down the muscle lines and fell to the ground, splashing small drops of water.

In the hazy mirror, there is a faint reflection of a slender figure of seventeen or eighteen years old, full of vigor and strength, and every inch of skin exudes the strength and virility of a teenager.

When he stepped barefoot onto the solid wood floor leading to the secret room, the familiar feeling from the soles of his feet relaxed his tense shoulders and neck.

He raised his hand to untie the special barrier, gently pushed open the door, and the unique scent of aged ink wrapped in the scent of agarwood from the study wafted towards him.

Twelve bronze lamps lit up one after another, and the soft light illuminated the room full of books that had been dyed amber by time.

The old iron kettle hummed softly on the red clay stove. Dou Ya flicked the tea tray with his fingers, watching the tea leaves in the celadon cup unfold into emerald clouds.

The mist made his face look softer and more relaxed. While waiting for his tea, he casually took out the book "On How to Conquer and Cultivate Your Own Wife" from the secret compartment and began to read it.

After the Dog King nodded, having multiple hostesses in the house was just a natural thing.

The only thing that worries Douya is whether he should take back his statement that he will get married after beating the leopard cat.

It seems better to change it to "give birth to the eldest son and let the eldest son wipe out the leopard cats"?

As the aroma of tea filled the air, Douya slowly turned to the last page of the book, picked up the pen with a smile, and wrote the slogan "Complete".

He picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot tea. The warm tea slid down his throat, bringing a warmth.

After putting the book back into the secret compartment for safekeeping, Dou Ya sat at the desk, his wolf hair brush moving across the rice paper, outlining the dog tribe's recent strategic map.

The structure of the Tianzhong Legion should not be expanded for the time being, and low-level dog monsters should continue to be promoted to mid-level monsters.

Or recruiting new intermediate-level dog demons will not be of much significance in improving the entire tribe.

In terms of combat, ten intermediate monsters are no match for one high-level monster.

If the intermediate monsters don't have any special means, they will be slaughtered by the high-level monsters, and it's just a matter of time.

The leap from intermediate to advanced level, the degree of concentration of demonic power and the seductive celestial phenomena, make the two essentially different, like a stream and the Yangtze River.

The number of big monsters is even rarer.

Therefore, the ones who are usually active in the monster world are high-level monsters, and the strongest among them are called great monsters.

The great monsters that are superior to the higher-level ones have long become a strategic deterrent.

Every time they take action, the rules of the monster world appear.

Therefore, what truly determines the degree of control over the territory of power is the high-end force composed of high-level monsters.

These elder monsters who can stand on their own are the iron skeleton that supports the banner of the monster king, and are the sharp minions that transform the will of the big monsters into actual rule.

It is also an important fulcrum that completely connects the power map.

"After this battle, our tribe's territory can continue to expand, and it will no longer be a problem to expand beyond our former high mountain outpost."

Douya's eyes revealed a hint of thought. "But most of them are just useless wasteland that looks good but has no practical use. They can't bring any substantial positive benefits to the tribe."

In the world of monsters, the four words "having a legitimate reason to do so" are not important; strength is the foundation of everything.

After thinking for a while, Dou Ya picked up the pen and wrote the word "population" on the paper.

According to incomplete statistics, the total number of dog people is about two million, but less than one percent can truly be called dog demons.

Among these 20,000 or so dog demons, 5,000 live in the dog tribe’s territory, and the other 15,000 are distributed in a circle around the tribe’s territory.

Based on the current dog tribe's territory of more than 1.2 million square kilometers, the number of dog demons seems pitifully small.

Among the 20,000 dog demons, low-level demon dogs account for a large proportion, and there are less than 100 intermediate-level dog demons who can become leaders.

Seventy percent of the commanders are stationed in the Dog Clan’s fortress for a long time, and the remaining thirty percent form patrol teams or are sent to guard Dog Clan towns outside the tribe’s territory.

In the wilderness, there are endless batches of miscellaneous monsters.

And those wandering demon leaders who are lucky enough to become intermediate-level demons.

This group of monsters, who are almost born and die every day, don't care who you are.

When they are in the mood, they can all have a big fusion, at the cost of fighting each other, giving birth to more powerful monsters.

Naraku, the half-demon who caused the tragedy of Inuyasha and Kikyo, is one of them.

They are independent of various forces and constitute the bottom layer of the monster world - a complex and unpredictable ecological environment.

"The positioning of the Tianzhong is a high-end military force. After the four red evil ghosts, high-level monsters are the threshold for entry."

Dou Ya picked up the pen, his eyes flashing.

"The power of the celestial beings is weak now, and they are not very useful. Should I elevate them to high-level monsters?"

After the battle in Fenglei Canyon and the fortress, there were at least eighty intermediate monsters devoured by Senluo's demonic power.

There are also five high-level monsters, all of which are the selfless contributions of the leopard cat clan.

Among them, the fourth leopard cat elder who died under the sword of the dog tribe's chief elder, his body was found by the dog tribe after the war and was accepted by Dou Ya without any hesitation.

Only when the Leopard Cat Elder and the Second Elder were killed without leaving any traces, could the Senluo demon power have no way to take action.

As for the previous leader of the Crow Tengu clan, An Yuwan, he sacrificed all his demonic power and even his flesh and blood to Wind Blue Wing, which laid the foundation for Ru Ya to fight against the third elder of the Leopard Cat clan.

As for the allied Crow Tengu, Douya only devoured a part of the intermediate Crow Tengu's body in the Wind and Thunder Canyon, the weapons containing their demonic essence, and the scattered blood essence, but did not attack their remains.

Dou Ya's bottom line is that he cannot switch back and forth between the Great Love Lord and the Demon Lord Liantian.

The things obtained from Crow Tengu are roughly equivalent to four Wind and Thunder Jades, one of which has been given to Ru Ya.

As for the remaining three, as long as Ruya does his best, Douya plans to give them all to Yatengu, so that they can go back to where they started.

This is true for all crows and tengu, let alone our own family members.

Douya had considered collecting the blood of the middle-level tribesmen and devouring it before.

But the effect obtained by collecting the blood of Crow Tengu is minimal.

Only the blood from the monster's vigorous and beating heart naturally contains the essence of monster power; the rest is waste.

This plan of making huge profits without any investment failed. Whether it was to increase his own strength or develop his tribe, Douya turned his attention to areas beyond the dog tribe.

It was not until the ink drop from the tip of the pen created spider-web-like cracks on the rice paper that Dou Ya came to his senses and slowly wrote a few words.

Be strong first and then be strong.

Chapter 55: Only Killing

At dawn seven days later, the frosty moonlight split the sky and earth apart.

Qi Tian's right wrist suddenly turned, and the blade made a crisp snapping sound as it split the cervical vertebrae.

He took a half step back to avoid the column of blood spurting out like an arrow, and kicked out with his left leg, which rolled to his feet. The head of the wandering demon leader.

Looking at the rough bark wrapped around the broken horn, he pulled the corner of his mouth to reveal his canine teeth and wiped his thumb across the blood splattered on his chin.

"The bones are more brittle than Yuyanwan's skull."

Qi Tian swung the knife, shaking off the broken bones remaining on the blade, and the red rope wrapped around the handle dangled around his wrist.

On the other side, the red evil ghost's boot heel crushed the throat bone of the wandering demon leader under his feet, making a heart-pounding cracking sound.

He used his backhand to pull out the Fang Sword that was embedded in the opponent's collarbone. When the sword was pulled out, it brought out a dazzling flash of blood.

The dying monster raised its hands and tried to struggle, but the red evil ghost didn't even bat an eyelash. The crisp sound of his left foot crushing his finger bones mixed with the sound of the sword breaking through the wind, and he cut off the hideous monster's head.

Around them were eighteen new dog demon recruits wearing armor, fighting with miscellaneous monsters.

Golden claw marks tore through the mist, and the young dog demons rushed forward in a staggered manner.