Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 274 - 176: A Dog’s Mission!

When Zhao Yi's Little World unleashed a fireball, the Crown Prince's Mansion was engulfed in flames everywhere.

The Taotie's speed was incredibly fast, impervious to blades, spears, water, or fire, and it ran wherever the fire burned the brightest.

The spirit beasts on West Mountain, incited by the Taotie, were exhilarated. As the Taotie charged through the inferno, these spirit beasts screamed and followed right after into the blaze.

However, they lacked the Taotie's fire-immunity, and they howled in pain as they were engulfed in flames, rolling on the ground to extinguish the fire while glaring fiercely at the black-clad men orchestrating the arson.

The Taotie was a wild spirit, and with no one in the Crown Prince's Mansion to restrain it, it felt euphorically unbounded with a pack of minions following closely behind.

The Taotie's figure flickered like a black lightning bolt, instantly covering hundreds of feet, then pounced upon a black-clad man setting fires.

The black-clad man clearly didn't expect the Crown Prince's forces to arrive so quickly. Feeling his body crushed under immense force, his face changed color, and without thinking, he swung his torch at the Taotie.

The Taotie didn't dodge or avoid, letting the torch strike it. Simultaneously, it opened its huge mouth, biting off the black-clad man's arm and swallowing it whole.

Licking the blood from its lips, the Taotie looked down at the convulsing black-clad man in pain beneath it and said with dark delight, "You dog, don't you know this place is under my protection? But I must say, the meat is tender, I'm quite satisfied!"

Dog?

Black Stripe had just extinguished the fire on its body, with a large patch of its originally smooth black fur burned down, resembling a shabby dog.

It had just rushed over and heard the Taotie shout "dog," promptly stopping in its tracks and calling out to the Taotie.

"Woof!"

The Taotie broke another leg of the black-clad man to ensure he couldn't move. Only then did it lick its blood-dripping lips and look at Black Stripe.

"I wasn't talking to you!"

The Taotie said as it bent down and swallowed the man's leg.

Then it narrowed its eyes in enjoyment and, with bared teeth, looked at the surrounding black-clad men stunned with fear, "You'd better not run, otherwise I, the Great Taotie, will get angry. And if I do, the consequences will be severe."

The other black-clad men were utterly terrified by the Taotie's brutal act of eating human flesh.

Hearing the Taotie's threat, they quickly snapped out of it. Ignoring its commands not to run, they fled in panic towards the boundaries of the Crown Prince's Mansion.

"You dogs, how dare you run?"

The Taotie saw the black-clad men ignoring its words and became instantly infuriated.

Dog?

Black Stripe, ready to leap into pursuit, stopped abruptly at the Taotie's words, looking at it in confusion.

"Woof?"

The Taotie, seeing the black-clad men escape, grew impatient, waving a paw dismissively, "I already said, I wasn't talking to you!"

With that, the Taotie let out a bizarre cry and charged towards the fastest fleeing black-clad man.

At this moment, the other spirit beasts caught up.

Seeing the Taotie chasing the black-clad men, they immediately scattered, each picking a target and rushing after them.

Black Stripe reacted a step slower. When it started moving, all the spirit beasts had already chosen their targets, leaving no black-clad man unclaimed.

It glanced around, then turned to head to the next place engulfed in flames.

Just as it took a step forward, Black Stripe abruptly twitched its nose, suddenly halting in its tracks.

Following the direction of the scent, Black Stripe turned its head, finding a certain spot in the back mountain of the Crown Prince's Mansion, a hint of confusion in its pale yellow eyes.

Black Stripe hesitated, glancing back at the burning parts of the Crown Prince's Mansion.

The black-clad men had caught the Crown Prince's Guard Army by surprise when they set the fires.

Once the Guard Army responded, they quickly stabilized the situation, with most of the fires under control, and were now rounding up the arsonists.

Seeing there was no more need for its help, Black Stripe immediately stopped hesitating, rushing towards the back mountain, following the familiar scent that seemed like it belonged to a kin.

The Guards in the Crown Prince's Mansion recognized Black Stripe. Though puzzled at its run to the back mountain, they did not halt it, allowing it to traverse through the layers of defensive lines to arrive at the back mountain.

At the back mountain, Black Stripe quickly pinpointed the source of that familiar scent.

A crooked locust tree.

The back mountain was vast and filled with trees; the crooked locust tree was inconspicuous among them.

Without the scent's guidance, Black Stripe wouldn't have given it a second glance.

Swiftly reaching the crooked locust tree, Black Stripe was just about to locate the source of the scent when, uncontrollably, it lifted its hind leg, instinctively marking the trunk with a spray of pungent, yellow urine.

Feeling its scent marked on the tree, Black Stripe shivered with satisfaction, lowered its leg, and tentatively moved its nose closer to the trunk.

Right then, a sudden transformation occurred.

Just as Black Stripe's nose touched the trunk, a massive force of suction emerged from it, pulling it inside.

In an instant, its vision darkened, terrifyingly losing its soul as its burnt and frizzy tail fur stood on end.

The next moment, its vision cleared.

Black Stripe cautiously opened its eyes, not having the chance to survey its surroundings, shivered again.

It was freezing!

Black Stripe had never been anywhere so cold.

Bemused, it looked up with confusion flickering in its eyes.

The spirit beasts of West Mountain all possessed Tier Six Divine Travel Realm cultivation, with Black Stripe being an outstanding member, its body long tempered against the elements.

It shouldn't be afraid of the cold!

Raising its head, Black Stripe hadn't yet identified the source of the chill but was astounded by what lay ahead.

In front of it stretched a broad, endless expanse of gigantic white stone steps.

A thin layer of frost coated the steps, the frost flowers fragile and presumably recently fallen.

However, Black Stripe's focus was not on the frost flowers.

It stood staring at the rows of fearsome, terrifyingly large fierce beasts lined up like stone statues along the steps, too numerous to count.

On the third step, Black Stripe finally spotted a giant black dog of the same breed, though dozens of times its size.

That familiar scent emanated from the massive black dog.

Black Stripe stared at the giant black dog, its eyes filled with shock and exuberance.

The kin before it was so enormous; by size alone, its cultivation was at least Tier Nine Saint King Realm.

Tier Nine Saint King Realm?

Black Stripe grew ecstatic.

Back in West Mountain, it had been pursued by other beasts due to lacking powerful kin.

With a Tier Nine Saint King Realm kin as its backing now, it could return to West Mountain, reigning supreme!

With that thought, Black Stripe eagerly bounded up the steps, first rubbing its head affectionately against the giant black dog's hind leg, then licking its toes with a crimson tongue.

It was a gesture to express goodwill and submission.

Having done so, Black Stripe took two steps back, looking expectantly at the giant black dog.

Yet the giant black dog remained motionless, like a sculpture, with no response at all.

Black Stripe hesitated, tilting its head at the giant black dog, its simple mind puzzled why this kin, clearly alive, offered no reply?

Pausing, Black Stripe prepared to continue licking.

At that moment, a large vulture-like beast beside it suddenly moved.

Feeling the immense danger, Black Stripe's fur bristled in alarm.

"Woof!"

ps: Asking for full subscriptions, and follow readings.