Master of Strange Dao

The people in the village came and went every day, passing through here, and this place was also an area with a normal environment, without the presence of Alien power.

Leaving a bit of extra space, Er Han began digging a pit a few hundred yards outside the village entrance.

After a two-hour period, Yu Ziqing measured the large pit.

"Dig it bigger, deeper."

After digging for most of the day, a large pit with a diameter of a hundred yards appeared. Yu Ziqing added some Spiritual Medicine to it, along with some of the best fertilizer, buried those things first, and then, with a wave of his hand, released the Bodhi Tree Demon.

The root system of the Bodhi Tree Demon was completely undamaged.

To avoid harming his son, Feng Buju had dug it out along with the soil, and to prevent it from wilting on the road, he used Spiritual Liquid as water to water it.

After the Bodhi Tree Demon appeared, it stretched its branches, and a curious face appeared on its trunk, constantly sensing its surroundings.

"Just wait a moment, hold on for a bit."

Yu Ziqing, along with Er Han, filled the soil, poured some water mixed with Spiritual Liquid, and only when they confirmed there were no issues did they stop.

The village chief stood at a distance, looking with a complex expression for a long time. Only when Yu Ziqing finished his work did he slowly make his way over.

He raised his head, looking at the Bodhi Tree Demon, his expression quite complicated.

"So this is the little kid you were talking about..."

"Yes, we've always treated him like a son, even though he's a Devil, his true form is that of a Bodhi Tree Demon, so he's naturally free of Devil Thoughts. He may look big, but he's really just a child."

"It seems the people of the Divine Dynasty aren't having it too well either. No wonder when I heard Yang before, he said your friend seemed a bit crazy, even calling him a mad dog. He really is a bit... different."

The village chief sighed lightly, and his illusions about the great figures of the Divine Dynasty collapsed in a day.

In hindsight, it seemed understandable; those great figures lived each day with their heads tied to their pants, always facing danger and dealing with deception. It wasn't surprising that their mental states were off.

At least raising a tree as a son wouldn't lead to it doing something to undermine their father at a critical moment.

It's just a shame that raising a tree as a son had been commonly referred to as "simpleton" in their village before.

Hearing the village chief's words, Yu Ziqing sensed something amiss.

"Did Yang tell you about Old Song?"

"Yes, like him, I think you should handle it yourself.

Originally, I thought he was just a little kid, as long as he didn't mind our hardship, it would be fine to raise him.

Who would have thought the kid you brought was like this?

But thinking about it, those big figures probably have a lot of pressure, right? It's something he might do, and I can accept that."

"..."

Yu Ziqing was caught between laughter and tears.

Old Song's reputation suffered.

"Village chief, there's a bit of misunderstanding here. This isn't from Old Song's family, but the Feng family.

The Feng Family Master raised him since childhood, but the Bodhi Tree Demon still being a Devil by origin, things are bound to go wrong in that place.

But here, we have nothing to fear. I really like the Little Tree Demon, and he's been a great help to me.

The Feng Family Master asked me to bring him back, so could I not lend a hand?"

Saying this, Yu Ziqing glanced at the Bodhi Tree Demon, who didn't dare to speak.

"Hey, greet the man. This is our village chief. Say hello, and if anyone bullies you, go and tell him."

"Hello, village chief grandpa." The Bodhi Tree Demon obediently greeted, forming a well-behaved expression on its trunk.

"Oh, alright." The village chief, seeing that face and hearing the little one's voice, immediately felt a sense of immersion, and a smile began to spread across his face.

He had never seen a Tree Demon before, but hadn't he met one now?

After all, treating it like a child was fine, and it was even easier to manage than an ordinary child.

"Village chief, where is Qingqing?"

"She's gone mining."

"She went mining?" Yu Ziqing was utterly shocked.

"I couldn't stop her; that child is too sensible." The village chief sighed deeply, his face full of heartache. "She said everyone in the village has to work, and she couldn't break the rules. She said she wants to be a Hard-working Ascetic in the future, so she must persevere; she wouldn't take no for an answer..."

Saying this, the village chief glared at Yu Ziqing.

"She said something like, 'To become a Dragon Elephant of all Buddhas, first be the ox and horse of all beings.' I thought it sounded familiar, and surely it was you who said it, wasn't it?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Yu Ziqing firmly denied.

"Then tell me, what is that Buddha?"

"Heard from Yang, it's a type of Cultivator in Daqian."

"You said, Yang said, Daqian's Buddha Cultivators weren't particularly strong, not even reaching the Ninth Tier. What you said surely does not mean that, don't think you can deceive me just because I have less experience.

Come, come, you said you were busy with cultivation every day. Let me see how your cultivation is going. I'll only use Fourth-tier strength."

As the village chief finished speaking, he immediately donned the rings and anklets made by Yang, limiting his Realm and power, suppressing both his strength and Qi-Blood to the Fourth-tier, and without saying another word, began to act directly.

"Ten Directions!"

With a punch from the village chief, Yu Ziqing saw a fist enlarge in front of him.

That fist seemed to fill the entire world, brimming with strong energy and intent—it was the purest form of power.

Yu Ziqing's hair stood on end, his Yin God opened its eyes instantly, and all the Qi-Blood in his body immediately activated, with five Secret Technique manifestations simultaneously opening their eyes, mobilizing power.