112: Chapter 112 Feeding cattle with divine herbs? What an extravagance!

Li Chungang attained the Dao through the scent, bowed in gratitude, and departed.

This event was like a level twelve immortal storm, sweeping through the entire Central State Holy City overnight.

"Have you heard? Sword Saint Li Chungang sat outside the Senior's door for three days. Just by smelling a hint of fragrance, he had an Epiphany on the spot and broke through a three-hundred-year-old seclusion!"

"A hint of fragrance? Are you joking? What kind of scent could allow a Sword Saint to achieve a Breakthrough?"

"That wasn't an ordinary scent; it was a 'Dao Fragrance'! It was a wisp of charm that accidentally escaped when the Senior was playing in the Mortal World, where his supreme Dao Rhyme merged with the mundane world's atmosphere!"

"My god! A single wisp of Aura has such a divine effect? If one could receive personal guidance from the Senior, wouldn't they achieve Ascension on the spot?!"

"Stop dreaming! With our meager cultivation, we probably wouldn't even be qualified to smell that 'Dao Fragrance'. Our Physical Bodies would be blown apart by the True Intent of the Great Dao on the spot!"

The rumors intensified, and the versions became increasingly bizarre.

Su Changge's image in everyone's hearts had been elevated from "unfathomable" to being mythologized as the "Incarnation of the Great Dao walking among Mortals."

As a result, the area outside the villa gate became even more crowded.

If before people were just lining up to submit visiting cards, now some had started sleeping on the streets and setting up camps.

Holy Lords and Old Ancestors who could command the wind and rain in the outside world were now sitting cross-legged on the cold bluestone slabs like the most devout believers.

They stared longingly at the tightly shut courtyard gate, praying for just a wisp of "Dao Fragrance" to waft out again, which would be an immense fortune.

Su Changge, naturally, was completely unaware of everything happening outside the gate.

After eating a roasted sweet potato and taking a nap, he woke up the next day feeling refreshed and stretched in the courtyard.

"My own courtyard is still the most comfortable. It's quiet, and no one bothers me."

His nerves, which had been tense for several days, finally relaxed completely.

"Moo—"

Beside him, the Old Yellow Ox flicked its tail and let out a call, as if urging him to serve its meal.

"I know, I know. You're the most eager when it comes to food, you glutton."

Su Changge chuckled and walked to the corner of the courtyard.

There lay a pile of green grass that Mo Wentian had specially prepared for the Old Yellow Ox.

In the eyes of a Mortal, this grass was extremely ordinary, yet it barely contained a trace of imperceptible Spiritual Qi.

Su Changge grabbed a large handful and walked over to the Old Yellow Ox, feeding it slowly.

The warm sunlight spilled over him and the ox, creating a quiet and harmonious scene.

However, this tranquility was destined not to last.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the simple and ancient gate of the villa was violently kicked open!

The invisible grand formation protecting the villa let out a wail, its light flashing wildly several times before a gap was torn open by this brute force.

"I want to see which charlatan is pretending to be a ghost and daring to swindle people on my, Wang Teng's, territory!"

An extremely arrogant voice, accompanied by messy footsteps, echoed in.

The next moment, a young man dressed in luxurious silk robes, with his chin tilted so high it almost pointed to the sky, swaggered into the courtyard followed by several lackeys.

The newcomer was none other than the scion of the Central State's Wang Family, Wang Teng.

The Wang Family was a second-rate cultivation Family that had made its fortune through speculation and opportunism. Their foundation was not deep, but they put on great airs.

This Wang Teng was an even more lawless playboy who acted tyrannically in the Holy City; it had long been a common occurrence.

While all the Cultivators in the city held the "Senior" in the villa in high esteem and awe, he refused to believe the hype.

Sneezing and severely wounding a Mahayana, attaining the Dao through scent and breaking through a Bottleneck...

In his view, this was all a double act performed by the Tianji Pavilion in collaboration with outsiders to hype up the local real estate!

He had specifically inquired and found out that the Master of Tianji Pavilion, Mo Wentian, had been invited into the palace by the Great Xia Emperor early this morning for discussions and was not nearby at all.

This was the perfect Opportunity for him to expose the hoax and make a name for himself!

Wang Teng led his men into the courtyard aggressively.

But when he saw the scene in the courtyard, he froze on the spot.

There was no lingering Immortal Qi.

There was no flowing Dao Rhyme.

There was only an excessively handsome young man, wearing faded cotton clothes, who was... feeding an ox?

The young man held a handful of ordinary green grass in his hand.

The ox he was feeding was also a bony Old Yellow Ox that looked like it could drop dead at any moment.

"Hahahaha! And here I thought it was some kind of holy deity!"

After a brief moment of shock, Wang Teng burst into ear-piercing laughter, filled with contempt and sarcasm.

"After all that, it's just a useless pretty boy here playing tricks!"

"Kid, stop pretending! Tell me, how many Spirit Stones did the Tianji Pavilion give you to act here and fool people?"

The lackeys behind him immediately started clamoring as well.

"Exactly! Daring to put on an act in front of our Young Master Wang, you must be tired of living!"

"Hurry up and show your true face as a fraud!"

Su Changge frowned slightly.

He hadn't expected that there were actually such rude people in this world who would dare to kick down a door and barge in.

He didn't want to cause trouble, so he didn't even bother to turn his head and continued feeding the ox methodically.

Ignoring them was the best attitude.

But his posture, in Wang Teng's eyes, became a sign of a guilty conscience and tacit admission.

"What? I hit the mark, so you're too scared to speak?"

Wang Teng became even more smug, stepping forward a few paces until he was almost pointing at Su Changge's nose.

Just as he was about to continue shouting.

The Old Yellow Ox, which had been lowering its head to eat grass, raised its head without warning.

Its ox eyes, which should have been cloudy, gave Wang Teng a faint glance.

That look was calm and indifferent.

Yet it seemed to contain an absolute gaze that transcended the dimensions of life.

Like a god looking down at a speck of dust.

Wang Teng's hair stood on end from that single glance, and his next words were choked back in his throat.

He... he was actually being looked down upon by an ox?

And in the moment Wang Teng was dazed, Su Changge's movements didn't pause for a second.

He continued to bring a handful of green grass to the Old Yellow Ox's mouth.

In the eyes of Wang Teng and his group of lackeys, it was still ordinary, even somewhat withered, fodder.

But under the rendering of the System's special effects, this scene was a completely different and terrifying sight in another pair of eyes.

At this moment, a Grand Elder from an Immortal Holy Land, attracted by Li Chungang's deeds, couldn't contain his curiosity and quietly used his trump card Divine Ability, the "Source-Tracing Dao Eye," to peek into the courtyard.

Then, he saw it.

That was no green grass!

It was clearly stalks of supreme divine medicine, flowing with brilliant colors, with leaves that seemed to contain the birth and destruction of suns, moons, and stars!

Every leaf was different in shape, ranging from one to nine leaves—exactly nine forms, no more and no less!

Nine-Leaf Immortal Grass!

According to legend, it only grows at the peak of the Immortal Realm; a single leaf can allow a Great Emperor to live a second life—a forbidden divine object!

Now, this thing that only existed in myths was being fed by that young man, handful by handful, as the most common fodder to an Old Yellow Ox!

"Pfft—!"

This old monster, who had lived for tens of thousands of years and whose state of mind had long been as calm as a still well, sprayed out a mouthful of heart's blood three zhang away, his Aura instantly becoming extremely withered.

His eyes bulged, bloodshot, as if he were witnessing the collapse of the Universe.

"Nine... Nine-Leaf Immortal Grass... feeding... feeding an ox..."

His lips trembled, his Divine Soul shuddering. Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes rolled back, and he was actually scared unconscious by this unimaginable scene.

In the courtyard, Wang Teng naturally had no idea of the shocking change that had occurred outside.

He only felt that the ox's gaze made him extremely uncomfortable, and a surge of nameless fire was about to erupt.

Just then, Su Changge finished feeding the ox and casually threw the remaining withered grass stalk from his hand onto the ground with a look of disgust.

That withered grass fell precisely at Wang Teng's feet.

"Take your things and get out."

Su Changge finally spoke, his voice flat, revealing no emotion.

Wang Teng was about to explode in anger instinctively, but when his gaze touched the withered grass at his feet, he was struck as if by lightning and instantly froze.

Due to the aftereffects of the Grand Elder using his Divine Ability, a trace of extremely faint Dao Rhyme happened to remain on that withered grass rendered by the System's special effects.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was unremarkable.

But to a scion like Wang Teng, who despite his low cultivation had been immersed in various Heaven And Earth Treasures since childhood, this withered grass was emitting a terrifying medicinal fragrance that made his Soul tremble and his internal organs crave it!

This... what level of divine medicine is this?!

He had once been fortunate enough to see the ten-thousand-year-old medicinal king cherished by his Family's Old Ancestor, but compared to the Aura emanating from this withered grass, it was like the difference between a firefly and the bright moon!

No, it was dust versus the stars!

He... he actually threw this supreme divine object, which even a Great Emperor would envy, to me like it was trash?

Wang Teng's brain went "buzz" and completely exploded, going blank.

He finally understood.

He understood everything.

It wasn't the Senior playing tricks.

It was that he was blind and couldn't even recognize the fodder the Senior used to feed his ox!

It was that he was so stupid he wasn't even as good as an ox raised by the Senior!

That ox was eating divine medicine he wouldn't even dare to imagine in his dreams!

And he, a humble ant, was actually barking here, clamoring to expose a god's disguise?

Fear!

Boundless fear instantly swallowed Wang Teng's sanity.

His legs gave way, and with a "thud," he knelt straight on the ground.

He looked at the withered yellow grass stalk at his feet, and his eyes were instantly filled with endless fanaticism and awe.

This was a reward from the Senior!

This was a supreme Opportunity the Senior had casually tossed to him because he saw how stupid and pitiful he was!

Wang Teng's whole body trembled violently as he reached out his hands, holding the withered grass as if it were his very life, picking it up with an almost pilgrimage-like posture.

Then, he began to kowtow frantically at Su Changge's back.

The ground thudded as he struck it with his head.

"Thank you for the medicine, Senior! Thank you for your mercy in sparing my life!"

"This Junior failed to recognize your greatness! This Junior deserves to die! This Junior deserves ten thousand deaths!"

After kowtowing, Wang Teng didn't even dare to look at Su Changge again. He grabbed his lackeys, who were already scared out of their wits, and fled the villa, scrambling away.

His disheveled and panicked appearance made it look as if a world-destroying demon god was chasing him from behind.

Su Changge stood there, watching Wang Teng pick up a broken grass stalk as if it were a priceless treasure and flee, falling into deep confusion once again.

"Do these people in Central State... have some kind of problem?"

"Isn't it just a piece of leftover grass from feeding the ox?"

"Is there any need to be this excited?"