Master of Strange Dao

Magic plants are naturally suitable.

Replant each magic plant, allowing them all to grow in the yellow soil.

Juice is naturally the same, planted using pure yellow soil.

He used high-pressure rooting methods to spur new roots. While results are yet to manifest, the vitality of juice is strong, and changing the soil poses no problem.

After handling them, the transplanted magic plants show no sign of weakness, each one is more spirited than the last.

Even the demonic qi has started to change under the influence of juice and yellow soil.

It's like the difference between the demonic qi of Devil Dao cultivators and the demonic qi of Devils.

They appear the same, but there's a fundamental difference.

Yu Ziqing took out a small piece of giant shark meat, carefully tore it into strips, and tossed it to the Snake Willow.

A snakehead quickly darted over, biting one end, and the snake's body wriggled, rapidly slurping it like noodles.

Another snakehead bit the other end of the strip and was swallowing quickly too.

The two snakeheads met, big eyes staring into small ones, neither letting go, constantly tugging.

Beside them, more snakeheads were eager to jump in and snatch the strip.

"Why fight? There's plenty, have some ambition."

Yu Ziqing flicked his fingers, breaking the meat strip in half between the two snakeheads.

He continued tearing strips and tossing them to the snakeheads.

Nearby, the Venus flytrap opened its mouth wide, like a fledgling bird waiting to be fed, its mouth larger than its body.

Yu Ziqing tore off a small piece and tossed it to the Venus flytrap.

After a while, as the meat strip began to be digested, the Venus flytrap appeared swollen.

The slender snakes hanging from the Snake Willow also had bulging bellies, resembling ham hocks ready for curing.

Though they seemed on the verge of bursting, they kept their mouths shut tight, refusing to spit anything out.

With the Snake Willow and Venus flytrap—two slightly stronger magic plants—as evidence, Yu Ziqing roughly understood how much these creatures could digest.

He took out a few pounds of giant shark meat and managed to stuff over thirty magic plants almost to the point of bursting.

Back at the entrance of the village, he casually replaced the soil for the Little Bodhi Tree Demon as well, which doesn't eat meat, saving the shark meat.

Back in the village, the long-awaited communal feast commenced.

Watching the butcher swiftly dissecting giant shark meat, and robust men and fierce women—towering, fierce-eyed, with raging qi-blood—milling about.

A cauldron big enough to stew several Yu Ziqings at once was easily lifted and flipped by the kitchen dame, appearing effortless, without a hint of strain.

Stone acted like a fool, trying to sneak food but was slapped by the kitchen dame, sent flying over a hundred meters; the fool dusted himself off, still clinging to his prize.

Even Sisi, helping in the kitchen, was no longer weak in qi-blood.

In the village, not everyone was forced to practice Body Refinement—usually only the youngsters, according to their interests.

But those who didn't train their bodies couldn't practice Qi Refinement, which was rather risky.

Not everyone in the village had the village chief's expert control over strength, nor could they all follow closely behind Yu Ziqing.

Most of them were clumsy and heavy-handed.

If the body was too weak, a mishap could result in severe injury.

They were all accustomed to it; everyone around possessed strong bodies.

They were used to the strength needed for everyday tasks.

Their casual greetings might crush an ordinary cultivator's shoulder with a slap.

Yu Ziqing wandered in leisurely, the Little White Fox appearing as a blur, suddenly in his arms.

Yu Ziqing held the Little White Fox, watching Stone approach from afar, still intent on stealing food.

He glanced at Stone, who froze, forcing a smile.

"Just looking..."

"Seems like you haven't been slacking; your physique seems well-tempered. Come, let me see."

"No..." Stone turned ashen and bolted.

However, upon turning, he crashed right into Er Han.

Er Han looked down at Stone, grinned sinisterly, and grabbed him.

"Heard you've been slacking, haven't even been to the mine lately?"

"It's not my fault; the village chief said people dig too fast, the mine collapses, and will crush me to death, so he stopped me from going."

"The mine collapsed, getting crushed serves you right; getting crushed proves you were slacking."

Yu Ziqing grinned, watching Stone being dragged over.

"Come, I'll give you ten seconds to run. I'll only use the strength of our shared realm, and if you can withstand a hit, it'll prove you didn't slack."

Hearing this, Stone dared not argue, just turned and ran.

After ten seconds, Yu Ziqing vanished from his spot, reappearing before Stone.

He extended a finger, lightly pointed, and Stone's body instantly vanished, crashing into a distant rock, embedding a person-shaped spot.

Yu Ziqing approached, nodding in satisfaction.

"Not bad, only two broken arms this time, better than last time; it seems you've not been slacking. Come, let's go eat."

Stone dislodged himself from the rock, gritting his teeth, not daring to whimper.

Last time, he accused Yu Ziqing of cheating, using Kui Step and that fearsome strength control; even with the same strength, he'd be overwhelmed.

The result: Yu Ziqing refrained from using Kui Step and micro strength control and rigorously trained him for three days.

Having been beaten, he learned his lesson, never arguing again.

Walking along, Yu Ziqing saw Er Han smiling foolishly and couldn't resist speaking.