Chapter 93 - 80: Thousand-Faced Demon, Old Day God! (Seeking Subscriptions)_2 - My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God - NovelsTime

My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God

Chapter 93 - 80: Thousand-Faced Demon, Old Day God! (Seeking Subscriptions)_2

Author: Morning dusk crow
updatedAt: 2025-06-22

Chapter 93: Chapter 80: Thousand-Faced Demon, Old Day God! (Seeking Subscriptions)_2"If this guy is really doing this for that...then there is indeed a chance..."

    Through the Eye of Truth, Gary Smith had already analyzed the other party’s goal, and even found a hidden weakness.

    The Eye of Truth seems to just provide information, but essentially, it is a small part of the Omniscience Authority. Although it is not like having a God Perspective, the information it brings is still terrifyingly vast.

    In this world where spiritual power dominates,

    Knowledge is power!

    The Limb Demon Leader has already had the Heart Core for over a decade, but without an instruction manual or a power like the Eye of Truth, it is hard to grasp the deeper essence of it.

    He might not even have discovered this fatal weakness.

    So Gary Smith wants to try barbecue jack,once successful, the return rate will be astonishing.

    With that in mind, he directly extracted the other three Limb Demons into materials. The information differences were negligible.

    They were all materials divided from the Thousand-faced Demon Heart Core, but they had been castrated too much and were not suitable as ingredients for Mousie’s evolutionary secret food. So, he casually threw them into the material library.

    However, this scene had a huge psychological impact on Mousie.

    "Besides Big Sister’s Void Transformation skill, the cultivator clearly doesn’t have any other pet beasts, yet he possesses other abilities? Is he really a human?"

    Mousie, who was standing by and watching, was stunned. It watched as Smith waved his hand, turning the Limb Demons into ashes. It didn’t know about the ability to extract materials yet.

    Mousie stared at Gary Smith with its enormous eyes as if it were looking at a monster.

    Its hopes of becoming stronger to protect Gary Smith and then finding an opportunity to become the master, forbidding him from preventing her from eating snacks and having him massage her every day, were shattered.

    Perhaps if this continues, it might not even be able to defeat cultivators in the future. At that time, when it feels useless, its family brother position will decline.

    Especially now that they’re going to find an Ancient Exotic Wild Strength Ant, if the other party performs well, won’t Mousie’s second contract position possibly be taken over by newcomers?

    Just like in anime, Mousie is a childhood sweetheart and is about to be superseded by a Minotaur with yellow hair.

    Then it might become a support Mousie, or even be banished!

    No! Absolutely not!

    I will start working hard after I go back this time. I need to aim higher and set a bigger goal, such as...

    The position of big sister, since ancient times, is occupied by those with virtues!

    All pet beasts take turns to sit, this year it’s Mousie’s turn!

    Ambition sparked in Mousie’s eyes. It clenched its little paws, ready to get ahead. When it becomes the Big Sister, it’ll have the cultivator hold her as the number one trump card.

    Every time he wants it to help out, he has to massage her once.

    Isn’t that beautiful?

    But Little Spider is nice to Mousie, so she will be the Second Sister!

    I encounter mice but don’t worship them, and I sing their real names in the reincarnation!

    "Ying?"

    Little Spider tilted its head at Mousie, who suddenly started laughing spasmodically with various expressions. It looked confused on its exquisite face.

    It didn’t understand what had happened, but didn’t think too much about it.

    It’s possibly sick. Humans need to take human medicine, so Mousie will be fine if it takes some mouse medicine when it goes back!

    Gary Smith still didn’t know that because he didn’t explain his ability to extract materials, it caused Mousie to misunderstand and feel threatened, causing her to be on her toes.

    If he knew that, he would probably want her to watch out even more closely, considering that she is indeed very lazy.

    She has great talent, but she uses it terribly.

    "Caw caw!"

    The Fog Crow took off into the sky, once again scouting the way for Gary Smith. But this time, their direction was not the Wild Ant Tomb, but the other compulsory routes to the Secret Realm.

    The more the enemy wants to do something, the more you should stop them.

    So Gary Smith was prepared to hunt down the Limb Demons, spread the news, dissuade the BeastMaster, cut off the sacrificial materials from the source, and destroy the ceremony.

    "It’s a dark and windy night to kill people!"

    Gary Smith got on his motorcycle, like a black and red sharp edge, tearing apart the nightfall.

    "Help!"

    A cry for help came from the dark dense forest. A group of new adventurers was running away in a panic. Behind them, a tall Limb Demon, with two wolf heads grafted onto its shoulders, was chasing and killing them.

    The wolf heads remained active after being grafted and were chewing on the corpse of a pet beast in their sharp tusked mouths. It looked bloody and brutal.

    Feeling the blood and flesh power continuously flowing into his body, the Limb Demon was excitedly hunting these weak BeastMasters.

    Finally, it cornered them and, feeling their despair, laughed wildly:

    "Alright, I’m bored now. It’s time to take out your hearts and go back to report to the leader!"

    The people didn’t listen to his forbidden words and were desperate. Just when they thought the Death God had arrived, the Wolf head Limb Demon suddenly froze on the spot. Then, with both hands up, it held its neck and screamed in horror:

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    Before it finished talking, the three heads were suddenly yanked out along with the spinal cord. Then, along with the remaining corpse, it was wrapped up by spider silk and pulled into the darkness.

    As if it had become the food for a more terrifying monster.

    The group of people looked at each other, not understanding what had just happened.

    But it seemed... they were saved!

    "This is the fifth batch..."

    Deep in the dense forest, Gary Smith looked at the Limb Demon that was dragged over. He directly threw it onto its companion’s corpses. He was too lazy to even extract the materials. He directly let the Blood Erosion Worm handle it and turned it into Life Bubbles.

    An hour had passed since he set off.

    With the high-altitude vision of the Fog Crow and the powerful Black Kirin Type 3 Motorcycle, Gary Smith had already disrupted five checkpoints set by the Blood and Flesh Wings Demon Thieves on the way to the Secret Realm, killing more than a dozen Limb Demons.

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