Chapter 328: Shut Up!
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During this period of time, the donkey’s disobedience had caused severe losses for w.a.n.g Baole. In terms of fines alone, he had already paid a hefty amount. Even though he was the Dean of Dao Mountain Mist Academy, he couldn’t possibly ignore the items that had been eaten by the donkey, despite it being his school. Therefore, he could only spend the money and try to restore them.
The food from Jin Duoming had somewhat helped to make up for the donkey’s nourishment, but the donkey was a bottomless pit by nature. Until now, it was still eating non-stop every day, and that made w.a.n.g Baole feel that what he was rearing was not a donkey, but a pig.
He had pondered many times whether it was better just to slaughter it. However, he had some feelings for it… After all, the amount that the donkey had eaten at Jin Duoming’s place was almost worth as much as an eighth-grade Dharmic Armament.
If he were to slaughter it, it would be a real forfeit of his investment. Therefore, w.a.n.g Baole gritted his teeth as he prepared to give the donkey a lesson to remember.
Your skin and flesh are so thick and rough, and you don’t even remember being beaten. Even having the mosquitoes bite you is useless, huh? w.a.n.g Baole stared at the donkey, who was chewing on the door frame. He clenched his teeth and released… the gray mosquito!
This was his trump card, as the gray mosquito could even bite Foundation Establishment realm cultivators to death. It was extremely poisonous, but as he was concerned about poisoning the donkey to death, w.a.n.g Baole controlled the gray mosquito as well as its venom; it flew right towards the donkey.
The gray mosquito moved so quickly that it instantly neared the donkey. However, as the donkey curiously raised its head, it swallowed the gray mosquito whole instantly. Seemingly dissatisfied with the meager amount of food, it grudgingly looked at w.a.n.g Baole.
Very quickly, however, as w.a.n.g Baole sneered, the donkey’s eyes widened suddenly. As it screamed, its body began trembling as an itch that originated from within its body that was on the scale of the universe suddenly erupted.
Immediately, the gloating donkey began screaming painfully. It chomped down on the door frame which it didn’t bear to consume in a single mouthful previously, before chewing off a chunk of the wall. However, it soon realized that all these were useless as it still felt extremely itchy. That made the donkey anxious, and it began to maniacally chow down on the walls of w.a.n.g Baole’s residence.
If this happened on an ordinary day, w.a.n.g Baole would have tried to stop the donkey. Today, however, he was determined to let the donkey know that no matter how much it could eat, it was still no match for his gray mosquito.
Therefore, w.a.n.g Baole stood there arrogantly, risking the consequence of having his entire residence eaten by the little donkey as he listened to it munching on everything in sight while screaming painfully. Just like that, time flew by. After five minutes, when w.a.n.g Baole stepped out of his residence, the walls immediately collapsed. The donkey that was inside screaming in pain, but continued eating while screaming.
It was unimaginable how an entire residence could fit into the donkey’s stomach. After an hour, w.a.n.g Baole still arrogantly looked on as his residence, which was originally built on the ground, vanished. This included even small pieces of material from it. The donkey, on the other hand, was still struggling, to the extent that it began chomping on the gra.s.s patches…
“Do you concede or not?” Seeing that it was about time, w.a.n.g Baole spoke calmly.
When the donkey, who was crazily eating the gra.s.s patches, heard w.a.n.g Baole’s words, it turned, wanting to ask for forgiveness. However, its eyes suddenly s.h.i.+fted as it looked down at its own body. Its eyes instantly lit up, and it delightedly turned its head. At that moment, he achieved a breakthrough, advancing to the third level of the True Breath realm.
w.a.n.g Baole widened his eyes in utter disbelief. Even more surprising and unbelievable was the fact that the donkey had actually managed to recover! w.a.n.g Baole was breathless, frozen in shock as the connection between him and the gray mosquito vanished!
Even though the gray mosquito was swallowed whole by the donkey previously, it didn’t suffer any harm. Instead, it stayed inside the donkey’s stomach, where w.a.n.g Baole could distinctively sense and control it. That was the reason why the donkey couldn’t eliminate the itch no matter how much it ate.
However, the very instant the donkey’s cultivation had advanced, the gray mosquito seemed to have melted into the donkey’s body for some unknown reason. w.a.n.g Baole was very sure that it didn’t disappear but was instead melted. He wasn’t clear whether that was due to the little donkey or the gray mosquito itself, but the fact was that the mosquito had melted…
Furthermore, after it melted, it seemed to have integrated together with the donkey’s flesh and blood…
This feeling was to an extent similar to the gray mosquito a.s.similating together with the little donkey!
That alone made w.a.n.g Baole extremely incredulous and confused. In his shock, he hurriedly checked on his scabbard, but quickly grew suspicious when he realized that within the scabbard, there were signs that a gray mosquito was about to emerge.
However, based on his control of the scabbard, he could feel very distinctly that this gray mosquito that required some time to emerge had a different vibe than the previous one, even though it looked the same!
It seemed as if the previous gray mosquito had really melted, and the new one that appeared was a different mosquito. Furthermore, it was clear that in order for this second gray mosquito to be produced, his scabbard had to lose some of its brilliance, as if a large amount of energy was needed.
In his bewilderment, w.a.n.g Baole hurriedly inquired about it with Little Missy. However, towards this matter, Little Missy was also confused as she looked perplexedly at w.a.n.g Baole for a long time. Eventually, she told w.a.n.g Baole that his scabbard was an Intrinsic Dharmic Artifact that was filled with unpredictability, the details of which even she wasn’t aware of.
After leaving Little Missy, w.a.n.g Baole stared at the donkey for a long time, before grabbing hold of it, with no regard for its struggles. He activated his cultivation to take a detailed look at both the interior and exterior of the donkey and found that there was indeed no gray mosquito in sight.
However, in the process, w.a.n.g Baole noticed that the donkey’s internal organs seemed to have been mutated, turning gray in color. That didn’t seem to affect the donkey at all, and instead, made it even more lively.
That wasn’t what shocked w.a.n.g Baole the most. What was most shocking was that w.a.n.g Baole seemed to have established a spiritual connection with the donkey…
That alone made w.a.n.g Baole confused. Previously, even though the donkey was always following him around, it was a living creature and not a Dharmic treasure, and was therefore unable to establish a connection with w.a.n.g Baole and recognize him as its owner.
Having a ferocious beast recognize its owner was a mystery even amongst the Beast Taming experts in the Federation. Not only was it difficult, but there was also a limit to the number of times it could happen.
Could it be that the purpose of the gray mosquito was to be a.s.similated, such that, to a certain extent, it allows the little donkey to recognize its owner? w.a.n.g Baole was severely taken aback, and he immediately tried to see whether he could control the donkey.
“Donkey, squat down!” w.a.n.g Baole released the donkey and commanded. The donkey suddenly stood up, and it charged towards where the door frame was previously, before stopping and looking at w.a.n.g Baole arrogantly while screaming.
w.a.n.g Baole looked awkward as he commanded the donkey again. However, he soon realized that the donkey wouldn’t yield to him no matter how he commanded it. That made him helpless and frustrated, as he felt that the extent of a.s.similation between the gray mosquito and the donkey wasn’t so great.
The donkey, noticing that w.a.n.g Baole was at his wits end as to what to do with it, energetically raised its head. It was no longer carrying a look of delight in its eyes, as that was replaced by arrogance. Even its screams grew louder than before.
“Son! Son! Son!”
w.a.n.g Baole grabbed his hair in frustration. He indeed felt helpless towards the donkey. He had tried beating it, biting it, and even made use of the gray mosquito. Unless he killed it, he wouldn’t be able to teach the donkey an unforgettable, painful lesson.
In his helplessness, the donkey continued prancing around, screaming merrily. That made w.a.n.g Baole extremely frustrated, and he lowered his head and screamed angrily.
“Shut up!”
“So…”
The instant w.a.n.g Baole’s angry voice emerged, the donkey, who was opening its mouth and screaming happily, suddenly lost its voice. Its big mouth was immediately clamped shut, and that made it surprised. w.a.n.g Baole also felt that something was amiss, and he immediately turned to look, locking eyes with the donkey.
Gradually, silence filled the surroundings. w.a.n.g Baole and the donkey constricted their pupils at the same time, one filled with surprise and the other filled with shock.
After a moment, the donkey grew visibly anxious as it tried to force its own mouth open. However, it realized that it was useless as the mouth didn’t seem to belong to it anymore. That frightened the donkey, to an extent greater than when w.a.n.g Baole had harshly kicked it in the crotch previously.
On the other hand, w.a.n.g Baole’s breathing also quickened as thoughts darted around his head, and his eyes lit up in surprise.
Could it be that major commands wouldn’t be conveyed due to some reason, but small commands like having it shut up could go through? With that thought, w.a.n.g Baole decided to try it out immediately.
“Open your mouth!”
“Son! Son!”
“Shut up!”
“So…”
After trying it out several times, w.a.n.g Baole was immensely shocked, and he looked at the frightened donkey and laughed heartily. He was delighted, and he felt that the world had instantly turned into a better place.
“Donkey, I’ve let you gloat all this while. Shut up for ten days. The next time you’re disobedient, you’ll have to shut your trap for three months!”