My Nascent Soul Ran Away Again

Chapter 95: Ancestor of the Blood Sea’s Tragic Dog Life

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“I never repeat myself. You refused the wine I offered, now you must drink the penalty,” the young man in purple sneered, whistling into the depths of the forest.

Trees shook and winds howled.

In just a few breaths, a large golden dog emerged from the woods.

This dog, nearly as tall as a person, was majestic and robust.

It was radiant in gold with a ring of white fur around its neck, pure as frost and snow. As it ran, lightning seemed to twirl around its body.

“To think that such a pure-blooded mystical beast exists in the Ninth Prince’s secret realm,” the young man in purple clicked his tongue. “Father really does play favorites.”

He reached out, patting the golden mystical dog’s head, then pointed at the black stray dog on the ground:

“You, take care of it and reclaim my medicine.”

The Ancestor of the Blood Sea: ‘I !!!”

“Bark!

Much later.

“Mercy, my lord, mercy…”

A black dog, tongue lolling, lay on a large rock, howling pitifully.

“Do you admit your wrongdoing?” the young man in purple stood before it, hands clasped behind his back.

“This lowly one admits guilt! Please show mercy, my lord, and spare me…”

Imitating a human posture, the Ancestor of the Blood Sea bowed its head vigorously.

Lying on the cold stone, amidst swelling pain, it finally faced a harsh reality.

It was no longer the mighty demonic being who could dictate the lives of others, treating common folk like ants, trampling them at will.

Now, it was just a dog, nothing more.

“As a prince, I was born with a discerning heart. I saw right through your dog’s body and human soul. Trying to deceive me is out of your league,” the young man in purple spoke arrogantly, lifting his hand slightly.

The golden mystical dog then retreated.

Such mystical beasts possessed certain magical abilities, including changing their size at will.

“Thank you, my lord, thank you…” the Ancestor of the Blood Sea continued to bow.

A Transcendent Phase being forced to reside in a dog’s body, humiliated by another dog.

Had it been someone else, they might have already collapsed mentally.

But the Ancestor of the Blood Sea’s Dao heart was flawless, as strong as immortal gold.

While circulating his qi and blood to heal the torn wounds, the Ancestor of the

Blood Sea reminded himself—

This was a destined calamity in his life. Surviving this ordeal would lead to rebirth.

I’ll consider this a new life, in this dog form, to achieve the supreme Dao!

He steeled his heart, discarding any concerns for his former dignity and status.

As long as he lived, there was hope for revenge.

He gritted his teeth, whimpering.

“Now tell me, who exactly are you, and why have you appeared in this form in this secret realm?” the young man in purple inquired.

“Answering my lord,” the Ancestor of the Blood Sea replied respectfully.

It was like going back many years when he was still of low status, just beginning his path in a minor sect.

Back then, he had curried favor to obtain the true teachings of the sect.

But the sect required a three-year trial period for its teachings.

Impatient, he learned of a demonic sect’s teachings that didn’t require such trials.

Taking advantage of an outside mission, he lured his senior brother to a deadly place, killed him, and then humiliated and murdered his junior sister to present their heads to the demonic sect as his initiation.

Now, the Ancestor of the Blood Sea had adjusted his mindset.

Playing the role of a dog well, leveraging it for growth, and eventually turning on his master.

Turning everything this young man in purple had, into his own nourishment.

Answering the young man’s question, he said, “I am a lone cultivator who offended enemies, resulting in the destruction of my physical body, forcing me to reside in a dog’s body and be driven into this place.”

“What was your cultivation level before?” the young man in purple asked.

“Nascent… Nascent Soul,” replied the black dog.

He wasn’t telling the truth.

“Nascent Soul cultivation… You can barely qualify as my beast pet,” the young man in purple frowned slightly.

“Your current body is too weak, neither possessing bloodline powers nor mystical abilities. You are not much different from an ordinary stray dog.”

He looked down at the black dog, then after a pause, said, “Why don’t you speak?”

“Replying to my lord,” the black dog humbly said, “Since my lord did not permit me to speak, I dared not speak.”

“Good, good, good,” the young man in purple suddenly burst into laughter.

“You indeed know your place.”

He lifted his foot, pressing it on the black dog’s head as if caressing it.

“I like your character,” he said.

The Ancestor of the Blood Sea didn’t respond but rubbed his head against the young man’s boot, behaving submissively.

Many times, humans acted more servile than dogs.

“Do you have the ability to transfer to another body?” the young man in purple asked.

“If the target does not resist and their cultivation is not too high… I should be able to,” the Ancestor cautiously answered.

“Good,” the young man in purple nodded.

He then raised his hand and struck the golden mystical dog beside him. The mystical dog’s soul was dispersed, and its body collapsed.

“Following me without a decent body is too disgraceful,” he said, pointing at the golden dog’s “corpse.”

“This body is now yours.”

“Thank you, my lord!” The black dog imitated a human and knelt in gratitude. Looking at the powerful, majestic body beside him, the Ancestor of the Blood

Sea felt a surge of excitement.

His mindset had indeed undergone a drastic change.

Opening its mouth, the black dog released a fist-sized blood figure, containing a drop of the Ancestor’s true blood.

The essence of the blood, now without any power, only preserved its nature and a wisp of soul.

Wrapped around the true blood was the Ancestor’s newly refined essence blood. With the true blood present, it could assimilate the blood without rejection.

Compared to when he entered the secret realm, the Ancestor’s condition had improved significantly.

The figure moved, entering the golden dog’s mouth.

Half a teapot’s time later, it shakily stood up.

“You said you were driven here by someone?” the young man in purple suddenly asked, looking at the large dog beside him..