Everyone knows that Erlang Shen Yang Jian has a dog by his side.
It wagged its tail, begged for bones, and barked at everyone it saw.
Heaven called it "Yang Jian's beast", and the underworld called it "that mad dog". The monster ran away when it saw it, and even the gatekeeper of Pantaoyuan dared to kick it.
No one knows that this "dog" is the last bloodline of the ancient Tengu clan.
No one knows that it has swallowed moonlight for three thousand years and contains a secret elixir that can poison the Golden Immortal.
No one knows that every "loyalty" around Yang Jian is a show that has been played for three thousand years for the gods and Buddhas in the sky.
My name is Xiaotian.
My master Yang Jian is the sharpest knife in heaven. But he didn't know that there was an invisible thread tied to the handle of the knife. The other end of the line is connected to the one in Lingxiao Palace.
I know what is mixed in the elixir of heaven, what is hidden in the flat peach, and who wrote the script for The Eighty-One Difficulties on the Way to Learn the Scriptures.
I know everything.
Because I am a dog.
A dog, who cares what it listens to? Who would guard against a dog wagging its tail?
The day Yang Jian left Guanjiangkou, the opportunity I had been waiting for for three thousand years finally came.
This time, I won't bite.
What I bite is - Heaven, Lingshan, and the entire Three Realms.
When they find out that it's not the case——
It's too late.
