Chapter 1

As the weather gradually turned warmer, June was quickly approaching. Many people disliked this month, not only because the weather became hotter but also because it was considered an unlucky month. However, many men and women liked this season, as women could wear short skirts to show off their figures, and men could enjoy the sight of young, beautiful girls with their fair, shapely legs. Isn't it simple and primitive temptation?

In this season that both annoyed and delighted countless high school boys, a particularly striking scene caught everyone's attention. A girl with lustrous black hair, wearing a pleated mini skirt, had legs that could captivate countless men and women.

"Xu Xian, your dream girl is being harassed. Aren't you going to play the hero and save her?" The chubby boy beside him chuckled mischievously.

The boy was named Xu Xian, Xu being the surname and Xian the given name. He was eighteen years old, a senior in high school, and was about to face the daunting college entrance examination. Sometimes, his friends would jokingly call him 'Xu Xian' because it sounded almost the same.

Xu Xian didn't like the name 'Xu Xian,' but he envied the character, as he was a typical example of a loser winning over a goddess. The girl, Yu Xiaoyu, was the long-legged beauty of their school and Xu Xian's dream girl.

Indeed, a cliché scene unfolded: the beautiful girl was being harassed on the street... but no knight in shining armor stepped forward to play the hero and rescue the princess. The reason was that the thug was Zhou Chong, a notorious bully who had been in the underworld for years and was the undisputed leader in the area.

Moreover, he only verbally harassed Yu Xiaoyu, never daring to touch her, for fear of severe consequences. This was why, despite many boys in the school fantasizing about Yu Xiaoyu, no one dared to act. No one wanted to offend a mad dog.

Once, someone defied this rule and ended up with broken limbs, and soon after, transferred schools. There were many such examples.

Naturally, Xu Xian wouldn't be foolish enough to run in and become a target. Although he now had the ability and strength to do so, he preferred a more covert approach, such as...

"Dead dog, no, White Emperor, it's your turn to act!" Xu Xian shouted silently in his mind.

"Woof! Woof woof..."

At that moment, a large white dog with a meter-long body charged out, biting Zhou Chong's shoulder. It then kicked off Zhou Chong's body and pounced on another thug...

After a few such attacks, the white dog bit three people and then rushed out of the crowd, barking at Zhou Chong as it left.

Enraged by the dog's provocation, Zhou Chong, despite his fatigue, rallied a dozen brothers to chase the white dog.

Seeing this, Xu Xian's lips curled slightly. He then turned around... only to see Yu Xiaoyu's elegant back.

Xu Xian knew that Yu Xiaoyu was proud, not just on the surface but in her bones. Her eyes always carried a hint of indifference, as if nothing around her could capture her interest. Her world was entirely different from others.

Seeing this, Yao Xiaopang, the chubby boy, laughed heartlessly, "Xu Xian, I think you should go to a pet store and buy a white snake to raise a White Lady! This proud little fish isn't your type!"

Xu Xian chuckled, "Raising a White Lady is something to consider! Well, I should be going. See you tomorrow!"

Getting on the No. 18 bus and getting off after a few stops, Xu Xian saw a large white dog walking upright, its front paws folded, chest out, and head held high, as if it were the king of the world. It walked toward him, drawing many amazed comments from onlookers.

Unfortunately, the white dog didn't respond to them, keeping its head high. "Xu, where's my reward?"

The white dog communicated telepathically with Xu Xian, who responded in kind, "Please, you bit three people and drained their soul power. They'll need to rest for half a month. You still want a reward? Even if I hadn't called you, you couldn't resist! No pills, but I have a life!"

"Phew, phew, phew... That soul power is so weak, I wouldn't even bother. As a noble soul-devouring dog, do I need such weak soul power? Give me a pill, or let me bite you..."

"Rubbish soul power? You have the nerve to say that? Those people are tough, with strong willpower. You call their soul power weak? How shameless can you be?"

"Woof! You're the shameless one! Do you want to back out? Fine! I'll go to that little fish!"

"Damn! Wait, I'll deal with you one day!" Xu Xian angrily threw a green pill at it and left.

The white wolf caught the green pill in its mouth, grinned, and then happily ran off on its hind legs.

The green pill was a Qing Ling Pill, a common item for cultivators and a rare treasure for martial artists. For the white dog, however, it was just a treat because it was so delicious.

Of course, Xu Xian knew that the dog would use it to win over some female dogs. Its goal was to spread its seed far and wide!

In fact, Xu Xian had just become a cultivator. Although his identity had changed, he didn't have the lofty ideals or the noble resolve of a cultivator. He was still very much like an ordinary person.

The story of how he became a cultivator began half a month ago. In short, he was hit by a 'meteor,' which was actually a celestial mansion left by a powerful immortal.

After being hit by the celestial mansion, Xu Xian lay in bed for a few days. His body was transformed, and he could jump over ten meters with a single leap. The impurities expelled from his body were so much that his mother, who was usually very frugal, threw away the bedsheet and his pajamas.

A few days later, Xu Xian, who could now see inside his body, finally entered the celestial mansion. Before entering, he saw a blank bed, and then the scene changed, and a white figure rushed toward him.

He was indeed startled. The white figure was the dead dog, White Emperor, who, upon seeing Xu Xian, tried to bite him and devour his soul power. However, due to the restrictions set by the previous owner, it almost broke its teeth.

The white dog barked arrogantly and then introduced itself proudly, along with the celestial mansion. It was tight-lipped about its former owner, the Nine Yang Immortal, probably because it had been mistreated.

It called itself White Emperor, but to Xu Xian, it was just the shameless guard dog of the Nine Yang Celestial Mansion.

According to the dog, it was a divine soul-devouring dog, born with the ability to devour others' soul power. Soul power is the energy emitted by a person's soul, intangible and formless, but essential for life. If devoured excessively, it could turn a person into an idiot or even kill them.

Clearly, this dog's mouth was as vicious as its nature!

The celestial mansion looked like a magnificent ancient Chinese palace, with nine artificial suns floating above it, following the natural cycle of day and night.

In the celestial mansion, Xu Xian found many treasures, including cultivation techniques, alchemy and artifact refinement methods, and a large warehouse filled with the original owner's collections. However, many of these treasures were beyond his current reach.

There was also an alchemy room with many pills, but it was heavily restricted. If the restrictions weren't lifted, the pills couldn't be taken. Given White Emperor's shameless nature, if there were no restrictions, the pills would have been long gone.

From the bones of the spirit beasts in the spirit beast garden and the pits left by the vanished thousand-year-old herbs in the medicinal garden, Xu Xian knew how shameless the dog was. So, he immediately dragged the shameless guard dog out of the celestial mansion.

It was better for it to cause trouble elsewhere than to harm him!

When White Emperor was dragged out, it complained, saying it had guarded the celestial mansion for ten thousand years, even if it was mostly in a sealed state, it deserved some credit.

But after seeing the outside world, the dog refused to return to the celestial mansion. However, it would occasionally return to Xu Xian, extorting pills or money from him. Don't doubt it; the dog could spend money on its own.

The celestial mansion was vast, but the places Xu Xian could explore were limited. The restrictions weren't dangerous, but they easily prevented theft.

Thus, Xu Xian embarked on the path of cultivation.