Qin Ze transmigrated and became a villain.
However, that's not what's important. What matters is that this villain is actually a dog-licker, a simp.
Qin Ze awakens the Anti-Dog-...
The white ape sat atop the mountain, its inner energy gradually coalescing, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to surge. Its eyes were closed, seemingly immersed in a state of transcendence.
Suddenly, the white ape's body trembled slightly, as if sensing some kind of power. Its fur began to glow with a faint golden light, which then quickly spread, covering its entire body. The white ape's size gradually swelled, its muscles bulging, making it appear like a golden statue.
As the white ape evolved, its eyes gradually regained their brilliance, filled with wisdom and power. The spiritual energy within its body continuously gathered, forming a formidable aura, like that of a supreme ruler atop a mountain peak.
After some time, the evolution finally came to an end. The white ape slowly opened its eyes, its golden pupils filled with determination and wisdom. It stood up, its body tall and mighty, no longer the white ape that had been sitting still, but a fully evolved spirit beast.
Qin Ze's figure blurred, appearing before the white ape like lightning. He concealed his aura, making it difficult for the white ape to detect his strength.
Suddenly, the white ape let out a deafening roar, its muscles bulging, and charged towards Qin Ze like a whirlwind. This sight made Qin Ze's already slightly raised brows even more serious.
The white ape's speed was astonishing; in an instant, it appeared before Qin Ze and unleashed a powerful punch. Qin Ze dodged, but felt a tremendous pressure. The white ape's strength had reached the level of a Grandmaster, making Qin Ze wary.
Qin Ze remained calm and composed, suppressing his strength to a level playing field with the white ape in order to ensure a fair fight. His movements were agile and nimble, each dodge perfectly timed, avoiding the white ape's fierce attacks.
The two engaged in a fierce battle atop the mountain. The mountain wind howled, and the surrounding atmosphere became tense and solemn. Qin Ze dodged and countered at times, each move precise and aimed at the white ape's weaknesses.
The white ape was not to be outdone; its attacks were like a storm, incredibly powerful. However, during its battle with Qin Ze, it began to sense its opponent's strength, and its wariness and respect for Qin Ze gradually increased.
Time seemed to blur in this fierce battle, the two sides clashing back and forth, head-on collisions, endless sparks flying between them. Until one instant, Qin Ze seized the white ape's weakness, and after a skillful dodge, he launched a fierce counterattack.
A powerful fist slammed into the white ape's body, producing a muffled thud. The white ape was sent flying, crashing into a rock some distance away and kicking up a cloud of stone dust.
The white ape struggled to its feet, a determined glint in its eyes, as if acknowledging Qin Ze's strength.
The white ape slowly rose to its feet, its massive body trembling slightly, a hint of admiration flickering in its eyes. Suddenly, the white ape began to speak in human language, its words clear and distinct: "You are powerful."
Qin Ze chuckled upon hearing this; he hadn't expected the white ape to possess the ability to speak. He slowly released his aura, and a powerful force surged towards the white ape like a tidal wave, pressing it down so heavily that it could barely lift its head.
Only then did the white ape realize that Qin Ze had been suppressing his power while fighting him.
Qin Ze gently touched the white ape's hard forehead, and a warm energy flowed into it through his fingers. In that instant, the white ape felt the information surging in its brain, like a vast and ancient book being turned in its mind.
Qin Ze said with focus and gentleness: "Feel it carefully. This information will help you better understand and master your own power."
The white ape carefully absorbed this information, gradually understanding the essence of cultivation. It was a spiritual exchange that deeply moved the white ape. Finally, when all the information had been transmitted, Qin Ze slowly withdrew his hand.
Qin Ze said softly, "Cultivate well. I will come back to summon you when needed."
The white ape nodded, its eyes filled with gratitude and anticipation. Qin Ze climbed back onto the golden crane's back, and the crane spread its wings and took flight, carrying Qin Ze onward.
Qin Ze rode a golden crane across the sky, arriving above Mount Kunlun. However, when he looked down at this ancestral mountain of all mountains, the scene before him truly astonished him. The entire Mount Kunlun seemed to be shrouded in a thick, dense fog, so thick and indistinct that it was almost impossible to discern the outline of the mountain.
From within the mist, deep, resounding roars echoed intermittently, as if the howls of enormous beasts carried a mysterious power. The dark clouds, too, seemed to be stirred by an unknown force, with streaks of lightning tearing through the night, sending chills down one's spine.
While maneuvering the golden crane, Qin Ze watched warily: "This Kunlun Mountain has become so strange. What could be the reason for this?"
Beneath the golden crane's wings, Qin Ze gradually entered the mists of the Kunlun Mountains. Soon, he began to sense something unusual about his surroundings. A roar echoed from the distant mountains, like the howl of a gigantic beast. Qin Ze frowned; the sound was both fierce and powerful.
To his further surprise, the plants in the mist began to take on strange forms. He saw tall trees with bizarre vines growing from their trunks, laden with fruits that shimmered with multicolored light. These fruits radiated a mysterious aura, seemingly containing boundless energy. Qin Ze couldn't resist the urge to pick a few to try.
As Qin Ze ventured deeper, he began to sense the unusual nature of the mist's interior. Time seemed to have lost its rhythm here, sometimes flowing swiftly, and sometimes seemingly standing still. Space itself became distorted; sometimes, after taking a few steps forward, it felt as if he had returned to the starting point.
Golden cranes soared beneath thick clouds, amidst thunder and lightning, with rolling black clouds that seemed poised to devour everything.
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