Fierce beasts were stronger than ordinary animals. Never mind cutting two jin of meat from them—even cutting dozens of jin would be fine.
So the meat requirements for crafting intermediate Beast Pills were solved. After all, five hundred thousand fierce beasts could completely achieve self-production and self-consumption.
Of course…
Jun Changxiao wouldn’t limit it to two jin.
Once he let them experience the benefits of intermediate Beast Pills, he would increase the harvest amount to ten jin or more, then strive to sell them across the entire continent.
Looking at it this way, this fellow had tricked Demon King Zilin’s underlings to Tielgu Mountain not only to expand the mount scale, but also to essentially open a breeding farm for regular slaughter for internal and external sales.
The so-called Flesh-Cutting Enhancement Therapy naturally didn’t exist.
Everything stemmed from the fact that consuming intermediate Beast Pills inherently increased spiritual energy absorption speed.
“Host’s schemes run too deep,” the system sighed.
Jun Changxiao said, “It doesn’t harm their lives, doesn’t cause much suffering. Exchanging meat cut from their bodies for increased spiritual energy absorption speed, thereby becoming stronger—how can this be considered scheming?”
“…” The system was at a loss for words.
Though Sect Master Jun had used methods, this approach truly did benefit the beast race in becoming stronger.
Even if Demon King Zilin learned the truth, he wouldn’t oppose the meat-cutting, but would have his subordinates actively cooperate.
Moreover…
He could stand straighter.
Because my underlings are using their own meat to feed themselves!
Next…
If the camera turned toward the depths of Tielgu Mountain, one would definitely see large numbers of bandaged fierce beasts happily lining up to receive intermediate Beast Pills.
Demon King Zilin stood on a mountain peak, watching his kinsmen grow stronger day by day, secretly vowing, “One day, this king will lead you to accomplish great deeds!”
…
“The Myriad Ancient Beast Feed Shop has released a new Beast Pill product. Supposedly one pill eliminates the need for feed for fifty days!”
“So miraculous?”
“Come on, let’s go check it out!”
When Jun Changxiao began selling surplus intermediate Beast Feed externally, it immediately sparked a buying frenzy in all the commandery cities.
This was definitely a profitable business.
After all, meat could be freely harvested from Tielgu Mountain. They only needed to stock up on Hunger-Quelling Grass!
Jun Changxiao delegated the Beast Feed Shop matters to Li Luoqiu. At this moment, he was bringing Liu Wanshi to the Grand Honor Imperial City to participate in the Food God Competition that would begin in a month.
Accompanying them were Yao Mengying and Demon King Zilin.
The little girl had the best relationship with Liu Wanshi, so she came along hoping to cheer on her senior sister.
As for Hall Master Zi, though he said he came to serve as a bodyguard, his real purpose was hoping to eat food made by that girl anytime.
“Zilin.”
On the road, Jun Changxiao repeatedly warned, “No matter what happens, this seat absolutely forbids you from ripping your clothes!”
“Mm.”
Demon King Zilin thought to himself, “We’re not going to fight. Of course this king won’t rip his clothes!”
“By the way.”
Jun Changxiao said, “The Xingyun Continent has countless fierce beasts. How did you only recruit five hundred thousand? And your most capable assistants are only at Emperor level—not even half-saint level?”
This question had puzzled him for a long time.
Though the Xingyun Continent wasn’t like ancient times, it still had nine great Martial Emperors presiding over it.
With just these few troops, if it really tried to cause trouble, it would be crushed hundreds of times in minutes.
Demon King Zilin said, “My strength cannot recover to its peak, making it very difficult to gain recognition from other races.”
The peak he spoke of wasn’t before being sealed, but his level when he was in the upper realm.
Actually, after escaping down from above, Demon King Zilin’s cultivation was severely suppressed, and even after growing stronger later, he was only comparable to Martial Saint level.
Beast races living on the Xingyun Continent definitely had high-level spirits comparable to Saint level.
Their physical bodies might not be stronger than Demon King Zilin’s, but their strength wasn’t weak. Naturally they wouldn’t obey his commands, much less oppose the entire world.
Simply put…
Not many powerful spirit beasts responded at the time.
The subordinates Demon King Zilin assembled were nothing more than a ragtag group. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have immediately scattered when he was sealed.
Though the beast race didn’t have humans’ orderly structure, they had their own forces. Which territory belonged to whom, which area had what boss—all had been divided long ago.
Demon King Zilin, arriving on the Xingyun Continent without strong power, naturally wouldn’t gain recognition.
As for dying before accomplishing his mission, it was also because his plan to conquer the continent leaked. While still in the planning stage, someone found him first and sealed him.
“How pitiful,” Jun Changxiao said.
“Sigh.”
Demon King Zilin let out a sigh.
Especially thinking of the past, tears nearly couldn’t help but flow.
Jun Changxiao said, “If it were me, I would definitely first conquer those kinsmen who didn’t recognize me, then consider attacking the continent.”
“You want to see our beast race slaughter each other?” Demon King Zilin said coldly.
Jun Changxiao shook his head, “Haven’t you considered that the leak about attacking the continent might have been deliberately released by kinsmen who didn’t recognize you?”
The system said, “Starting to sow discord.”
“This…”
Demon King Zilin fell silent.
Jun Changxiao patted his shoulder, “Human hearts are treacherous, and beast hearts are equally treacherous. It’s not impossible that they feared you would conquer them after growing stronger and informed on you in advance.”
“Crack!”
Demon King Zilin clenched his fist, “Everything this king did was to prevent the beast race from being bullied. For them to do this—they’re worse than beasts!”
“So…”
Jun Changxiao said, “Only by subduing all your kinsmen and integrating all forces can you truly raise the banner of ‘the beast race will never be slaves.’ Otherwise, who knows who might stab you in the back.”
“Right!”
Demon King Zilin said, “Once this king recovers to his pre-sealed strength, he’ll definitely take down all those disobedient kinsmen!”
“You’re the Myriad Ancient Sect’s Spirit Beast Hall master. This seat will naturally help you unify your kinsmen and become the true king of the Xingyun Continent’s beast race,” Jun Changxiao said.
System: “…”
This fellow definitely has no good intentions!
“That…”
Demon King Zilin said in despair, “I’m the Spirit Beast Hall master, not the Spirit Hall master!”
“Doesn’t matter,” Jun Changxiao said.
Missing one character completely changes the meaning. How can it not matter!
“Sect Master!”
Just then, Liu Wanshi pointed ahead, “Someone’s collapsed on the ground.”
Jun Changxiao released his spiritual sense and discovered a youth around twelve or thirteen years old lying in the wilderness, breathing somewhat rapidly, as if injured.
“Sect Master.”
Liu Wanshi guessed, “Could he have encountered fierce beasts in the wilderness?”
“Come, let’s go see.”
Since they happened to be passing through there, Jun Changxiao led everyone over and stopped before the youth. Seeing his pale face, both hands clutching his stomach, he weakly said, “So… so hungry…”
Then he fainted.
“Sect Master!”
Liu Wanshi exclaimed, “He fainted from hunger!”
“…” Jun Changxiao was speechless.
To actually faint from hunger in a mountain forest full of fruits everywhere—this could be considered a talent.
…
“Crackle crackle.”
Inside a mountain cave, a bonfire was lit.
The young boy groggily opened his eyes and saw a cute face appear before him, smiling, “I have a bowl of fried rice here. If you’re hungry…”
“Swish!”
Before she finished speaking, the fried rice was snatched away.
“Smack smack!”
The youth didn’t even use chopsticks, directly grabbing it with his hands to eat!
Soon he ate the fried rice completely clean, then pouted and wailed, “I’ve never eaten such good fried rice in my whole life…”
The youth cried for a long time.
After calming down, he bowed in thanks to Liu Wanshi, “Thank you, miss, for your kindness in providing a meal!”
Jun Changxiao sat leaning against the stone wall, arms folded, “You’re not young anymore. Climbing a tree isn’t difficult. How could you faint from hunger on the road?”
“Uh…”
The youth scratched his head, “Be… because I’ve been very lazy since childhood…”
Jun Changxiao said, “To be lazy to this extent yet still survive until now, your family fortune must be quite substantial.”
“I have some farmland,” the youth said with a silly smile.
Jun Changxiao said, “This bowl of fried rice saved your life. One bowl for a hundred thousand taels isn’t expensive, right?”
“Sect Master…”
“Such delicious fried rice—I’ve never eaten anything like it in my life. Calling it dragon marrow and phoenix liver isn’t excessive. A hundred thousand is cheap—at least a million taels!”
“Swish!”
The youth waved his hand, placing a million taels in banknotes on the ground, saying seriously, “Please take it!”
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao appeared before him, placing one hand on his shoulder, “This seat saw at a glance that little friend has exceptional bone structure, definitely not an ordinary person. How about becoming friends?”
“…”
Demon King Zilin’s mouth twitched.
If not for Liu Wanshi repeatedly pleading, you would have refused to save him. How come now that he’s produced a million taels, you’ve suddenly become so enthusiastic!
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