Wei Zhi’s Strength

"This dog can actually talk?"

Like everyone else who had heard Loopy Toad talk, the people in this house looked at it in amazement.

"Uncle Zuo? Is this a second-class dog?" A very thin-looking young man lit the butcher uncle's cigarette for him.

The uncle immediately shook his head. "This dog is definitely not a second-class beast."

Wei Zhi and Loopy Toad took a rough measure of the strength of everyone present. The butcher uncle was only at the Golden Core stage, but realm clearly wasn't everything in the Demon Hunters Association. This butcher uncle called Uncle Zuo was obviously a longtime member of the Demon Hunters Association, and was experienced in appraising spirit beasts.

Uncle Zuo stared at Loopy Toad and reached out to stroke its dog fur, which made it feel disgusted. "Normally, spirit beasts aren't capable of language until they've reach second class, but it's clear that this dog… is very special."