Chapter 459: Qinshan Village, Dog Fight!

After Wang Bingbing's interview, she left Qingfeng Temple.

According to her, she would write a special report to publish on Huaxia Television's official website and Weibo, documenting this fire rescue incident.

Ning Fei did not pay it too much attention.

The scenery at Qingfeng Temple was just right.

The recliner remained as comfortable as ever.

Ever since the last interview, the crowds outside Qingfeng Temple had thinned. Most of the remaining people were idle independent streamers who couldn't bring anything to the table. After the village chief chased them away a few times, their numbers gradually dwindled.

Qingfeng Temple finally enjoyed a lot more peace and quiet.

Ning Fei turned on his live-stream.

The netizens were a bit excited to see the long-absent Qingfeng Temple.

'Temple Master Ning is finally back!'

'Haha, this is the true master of Qingfeng Temple!'

'The Daoist temple is still as beautiful as ever!'

'After seeing so much of the outside world, I much prefer Temple Master Ning's daily life live-streams in the Daoist temple.'

'Temple Master Ning, what are you doing today?'

"Nothing special today."

"It seems the village's native dogs are gathering for a fight."

"This morning, Little Dog heard barking outside and ran off without even eating."

"By the looks of it, the Village Dog Gangs from the East, West, and South are about to break out into an all-out war."

"I'm not busy, so I plan to go take a look."

Ning Fei got up from his recliner and said leisurely.

'What? Watching native dogs fight?'

'What's so interesting about native dogs fighting?'

'Pay attention, Temple Master Ning said Village Dog Gangs. There might be more of them than we imagine.'

'Good heavens, the peak of the mountain village is finally welcoming its ultimate showdown!'

'I'm getting totally fired up.'

'Life in the mountain village is just this simple and unadorned.'

Ning Fei had originally planned to rest properly at the Daoist temple for a while. Since he had nothing to do this morning, he decided to head out and have a look.

Following the mountain path, Ning Fei walked steadily onward until he reached a somewhat barren field.

When the netizens saw the grand spectacle in the field, everyone stared blankly.

'Holy shit!'

'This is way too fucking exaggerated!'

The netizens were dumbfounded!

At this very moment, there were at least thirty or forty dogs in the field. The pack was split into three distinct groups, roaring at each other, each bark louder than the last.

'Woof, woof' echoed everywhere.

Ning Fei spotted Little Dog at a glance.

Little Dog was the boss of the South Village native dogs and especially loved to join in on the fun. In this kind of situation, he was having the time of his life.

Little Dog wasn't the biggest, but he was absolutely barking the most excitedly.

"Native dogs in mountain villages are like this. It's their nature to love fighting, and they form specific gangs."

"Dogs from one gang will often bully a lone dog from another gang."

"However, native dogs generally prefer to bully the few with the many. Unless someone takes the lead, large-scale wars rarely break out."

"But today is different. It looks like something major has happened."

"This scene is quite interesting."

Ning Fei pulled a freshly washed carrot out of his pocket from who knows where. He took a bite, speaking while chewing with a crisp crunch.

'Good heavens, Temple Master Ning even brought snacks.'

'He's fully planning to watch the show.'

'Hahaha, it seems Temple Master Ning really likes watching animals cause a scene.'

'I just want to be an ordinary carrot-eating spectator.'

'Not gonna lie, this scene is making my blood boil. I just kicked away my husky who was playing with my slippers.'

"Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!"

The three waves of dogs were still testing each other, barking fiercely, but they all looked like they wanted to charge forward while simultaneously wanting to retreat. It was extremely comical.

Finally, the Village Dog Gangs drew closer and closer. The war officially began!

In an instant, dogs were flying and leaping everywhere!

This field was already somewhat barren. With the native dogs tearing it up, dust billowed into the air, and small clods of dirt went flying in all directions.

All sorts of dog barks echoed endlessly.

Native dogs would sometimes get injured in these fights, but they generally didn't fight to the death. Any dog that couldn't win would retreat from the battlefield and run away with its tail between its legs.

Native dogs rarely risked their lives in a fight. If the opponent was stronger, they would simply tuck their tails and run.

Just as the scene reached its liveliest point.

At this moment, Little Dog's advantages were brought to bear.

His physical constitution was exceptionally good. One moment he was ramming into a dog, sending it flying, and the next he was biting another, throwing in a few barks to show off his strength.

'Charge, Genji Takiya Hound!'

'I'm rooting for you, Tamao Serizawa Hound!'

'I bet the West Village Native Dog Gang will win! The West Village Native Dog Gang has two German Shepherds, they have too much of an advantage!'

'I'm putting my money on the East Village. That big wolfdog looks terrifying.'

'I think Little Dog is stronger.'

The netizens were also beyond excited.

'Isn't this more hot-blooded than Boruto?'

By this time, Little Dog had directly confronted the big wolfdog of the East Village Native Dog Gang.

He leaped up fiercely, snapping and tearing at his opponent.

The big wolfdog refused to be outdone and immediately bit back in retaliation.

Although Little Dog was small, he was incredibly aggressive. In just a few short seconds, he bit the big wolfdog into a continuous retreat.

Seeing their boss defeated, the East Village Native Dog Gang immediately lost their nerve, all of them ducking their heads and running toward the back.

Although the West Village Native Dog Gang was tough, Little Dog was like a god of war. He was fast, packed plenty of aggression, and his tackles hit hard. Ordinary dogs simply couldn't withstand him.

Therefore, it wasn't long before the West Village Native Dog Gang also admitted defeat and slinked away.

This native dog civil war came quickly and ended just as quickly.

'That's it?'

'They just stop fighting if they can't win?'

'I took my pants off for this?'

'Good lord, who takes their pants off to watch native dogs fight?'

'Dull and tasteless.'

'I was still waiting for Temple Master Ning to join in!'

The netizens never minded things blowing out of proportion; they just hadn't expected the spectacle to end so quickly.

"It's completely normal. Native dogs in the mountain village are just like this. If they can't win, they stop fighting, immediately admit defeat, and run away."

"That's why they prefer to bully the few with the many, and why they act especially fierce when bullying a lone dog."

At that moment, Ning Fei finished his carrot and offered this explanation.

Initially, he had been worried about whether Little Dog would get hurt.

Seeing this outcome, his mind was set at ease.

Little Dog was having more fun than anyone.

Ning Fei looked exceptionally relaxed.

Life in the mountain village had always been like this—free from excessive constraints.

He casually tossed the remaining carrot nub into the field. This was natural fertilizer that would quickly be broken down by microbes.

Ning Fei clapped his hands, turned around, and headed back.

Little Dog was now the boss of the native dogs in Qinshan Village. This battle completely cemented his status.

Indeed, the other dogs simply couldn't compare to Little Dog.

After all, he played with Category I protected animals every day, ate Beast Feed drawn from the System, and had even awakened his bloodline. How could other dogs possibly compete?

As Ning Fei walked back, the villagers who saw him smiled and greeted him.

Qinshan Village had indeed changed a lot because of Ning Fei's appearance.

Ning Fei headed straight for Liu Laicai's nongjiale.

"Old Liu, I heard you brought in a fresh batch of lychees. I've come to buy some."

Ning Fei called out with a smile.

Hearing Ning Fei's voice, Liu Laicai quickly came out to welcome him.

Ning Fei was now his biggest fish supplier. The fish from South Lake were incredibly popular at the nongjiale. Many outside tourists even came up to Qinshan Village specifically for his fish.

Liu Laicai also knew that the fish were so highly sought after precisely because they were raised by Ning Fei.

The original South Lake had been completely desolate, essentially devoid of fish.

After Ning Fei contracted it, he built a wooden cabin, put up fences, bought fish fry, and even hired two black bears as bodyguards. Now, South Lake was brimming with vitality, and the fish inside were exceptionally tender and firm!

The entire South Lake seemed to have come alive.

"Great Immortal, you just had to tell me you wanted lychees, and I would have delivered them to you."

"These are the highest quality 'Concubine Smiles' lychees. Their texture is excellent."

Smiling, Liu Laicai pulled out a large bag of lychees and handed it to Ning Fei.

The two of them had a pretty good relationship. Ning Fei accepted Liu Laicai's lychees and also bought some other fruits.

Liu Laicai gave Ning Fei a fifty percent discount, only collecting a symbolic amount of money.

Afterward, Ning Fei carried the fruit and leisurely made his way back to the Daoist temple.

On the way, Little Dog saw Ning Fei and immediately ran over, wagging his tail as he trailed behind.

Dogs in the mountain village were all like this. Generally, when their owners were outside, the native dogs would obediently follow them. At these times, they wouldn't fight and were instead more well-behaved than one could imagine.

Seeing Little Dog's proud and triumphant appearance, Ning Fei shook his head and chuckled.

Not to mention, the current Little Dog really gave off the feeling of Da Huang, the dog king.