29: Chapter 29 Chieftain, the Mountain God has bestowed another blessing upon us!

*Burp!*

...F*ck!

demonic power was skyrocketing.

Magic power filled him instantly.

The previous second was a pleasant surprise; the next was pure shock.

Then, Feng Yifan began to panic!

Within a few breaths, the Meridians and acupoints throughout his demon body were overflowing, like a ball being pumped with air.

Anyone who has blown up a balloon knows that you can't keep blowing forever.

If there's too much air, it will explode!

Feng Yifan's heart immediately tightened.

His Physical Body was now like a balloon with a limited capacity for demonic power.

Having so much magic power flood in at once was clearly very dangerous.

He couldn't be so unlucky as to be burst from the inside, could he?

"Just what kind of thing was that Gu Doll Li Feipeng brought!" he couldn't help but curse under his breath.

If he really did burst, he would surely be the most absurd Evil God to ever die.

To be stuffed to death by a sacrificial offering from his own believers!

Fortunately, such a ridiculous outcome did not occur.

In a moment of desperation, he split the incoming demonic power into four streams and 'poured' them into Little Leopard and the other White Bone Ghouls.

Then, fearing he might burst them too...

...he split off another portion and 'sprinkled' it onto the boundary stele at the foot of Little Yao Mountain and onto the heads of the Li Clan Members.

"Share the blessings!"

"Share the burdens!"

Feng Yifan spoke through the sharp pain brought by the surging demonic power; he couldn't let it go to waste!

To thank you for your sacrifice, everyone, don't be polite—take a share!

This was the one good thing about being an Evil God.

Blessings were given whenever he felt like it; the believers had absolutely no room to refuse.

Strands of demonic power flew from the mountaintop toward the base of the mountain.

Along the way, they also washed away the dark baleful energy.

The vitality on Little Yao Mountain instantly became much more vigorous.

The emerging greenery seemed to grow significantly in an instant.

demonic power was essentially a form of power; while its aura and attributes differed from spiritual energy or other magic powers, its essence was roughly the same.

Therefore, using the Li Clan Members to dissipate the burden of the skyrocketing demonic power wasn't a big problem.

Especially the young and strong—give them more!

That kid Zhang Qianlü has a Spiritual Root—give him more too!

Feng Yifan was highly stressed and fully concentrated.

Yet in this state, he actually calmed down in a bizarre way.

After finishing your share, I'll give to him; after his share, I'll give to the next.

He was also constantly circulating the demonic power to temper his Physical Body.

The Gu Doll was likely obtained from the Li Residence.

In a Mortal household in Xinan County, even if they had some money, how extraordinary could their items be?

This situation wouldn't last long.

Thinking of this, his heart steadied.

Sure enough.

After a dozen or so breaths.

The continuous infusion of demonic power stopped.

"...Phew!" Feng Yifan let out a long breath and collapsed flat on the offering table.

He had made it through.

Though it had only been a dozen breaths, it felt incredibly long.

And he was extremely exhausted.

Both his mind and body felt as though they had reached their limits.

It felt like the Trash body of his previous life after sprinting a thousand meters—dizzy, blurred vision, and nauseous.

If it had lasted just a few breaths longer, there's no telling what might have happened!

"Fortunately, I'm a tiger now," he couldn't help but think.

Even as a cub with mediocre Aptitude and Bloodline, his Physique was decent.

After Cultivating for these past few days, he had built somewhat of a foundation.

At this moment, a notification sounded.

[demonic power +29!]

[Evil God Power +2!]

"Whoa!" Feng Yifan's ears immediately perked up, and his eyes widened. "Holy sh*t!"

He couldn't help but lick his lips; this harvest was quite something.

The magic power he had gained from half a month of Cultivation combined was barely a fraction of this one time!

Then his eyes darted around as several ideas popped into his head.

However, now was clearly not the time to put those ideas into practice.

He had to thoroughly digest the demonic power in his body first.

Leaning over, he used his tongue to scoop three Medicinal Pills out of the nearby incense burner.

After a moment's thought, he didn't eat the spirit gathering pill but kept it in his mouth.

He swallowed the Foundation Cultivation Pill and the yang shen pill.

Closing his eyes, he began to slowly circulate his demonic power, refining the medicine's effects to nourish his Physical Body and Divine Soul.

It wasn't until the afternoon of the next day that he woke up.

Suddenly, he felt his appetite roar to life.

He jumped onto the roof beam, grabbed a dried braised lamb leg, and gnawed on it.

Then he continued swallowing Medicinal Pills and Cultivating.

Every two days when he woke up, he would randomly snatch a piece of meat from the roof beam to eat.

Ten days passed like this.

Until this day.

He felt another of the Meridians in his body open up.

Feng Yifan felt he was about ready.

[Congratulations, Your Majesty!]

[You have promoted to Rank 3 Spirit Demon!]

"Hmm, it seems it's time to take a break."

Mainly because the meat hanging on the roof beam was all gone.

Also, he really couldn't contain his curiosity and wanted to try the ideas that had occurred to him earlier.

Thus, he immediately awakened the surrounding White Bone Ghouls and sent them to catch a wild beast.

"Size doesn't matter; just catch a snake, those are easy to catch."

It wasn't for eating anyway.

For meat to eat, he would naturally have the Li Clan Members go to the county town to buy some.

...

Down the mountain.

The Li Clan ancestral land.

It was now mid-morning.

The clan members were following Zhang Qianlü to learn characters.

They woke up early to do farm work in the fields and returned for breakfast.

After breakfast was study time.

After studying until noon, they would have lunch, rest for a bit, and then practice martial arts.

After practicing for over an hour, they would head back to the fields for a look.

After returning and eating dinner, they had to continue studying!

This had been their routine for some time now.

However, compared to martial arts, many people found reading and writing both annoying and intimidating.

"It's strange to say, but when Young Master Zhang teaches us martial Move, I feel comfortable all over, and I learn them as soon as I hear them! I succeed as soon as I practice."

A middle-aged Li Clan member couldn't help but whisper to the person next to him, "But when he teaches reading, it's like chanting sutras; it gives me a headache!"

Not just a headache.

His backside hurt from sitting so much too!

But he didn't dare show it.

The entire clan—men, women, old, and young—were all here.

If others can learn, why can't you?

Not only would others laugh at you if you said it, but you'd also get a scolding from the Clan Chief.

Moreover, this was a gift from the Mountain God.

If they didn't study hard and angered the Mountain God, what would they do?

The Mountain God had even bestowed blessings upon them before, sending down Divine Power to help them practice martial arts.

They couldn't be ungrateful!

They had to endure and learn.

So, clutching tree branches, they clumsily wrote... or rather, drew characters on the ground.

The so-called blessing was the demonic power Feng Yifan had 'sprinkled' onto everyone's heads earlier.

When a Mortal's Physical Body is infused with demonic power, there are some side effects, but as long as it's not too much, they generally disappear quickly over time.

Furthermore, the demonic power would be gradually refined.

The Li Clan Members, who happened to be practicing martial arts, felt they benefited immensely.

In front of everyone.

Zhang Qianlü looked at these people, feeling quite emotional.

Everyone's diet was poor, and their foundations were weak.

Ordinarily, with such physical conditions, practicing martial arts could easily damage one's Origin if not done carefully.

But not long ago, that Evil God had actually responded when they offered sacrifices.

And the way he responded was by bestowing Divine Power!

"The Divine Lord is truly generous, almost to a fault," he thought, clenching his fists.

He had to admit, this feeling of possessing power was incredibly addictive.

"Eh? Li Feipeng!"

Suddenly, the Old Clan Leader called out loudly, "Hurry and hitch the cart; go to town and buy some meat!"

Their Mountain God wanted to eat!

"You got it!"

"Feipeng, I'll go with you!"

Several clan members jumped up and shouted.

...

The mountaintop.

"Sure enough, there are poor students everywhere."

Feng Yifan couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene.

No matter how much one wants to learn, it's no match for a lack of talent.

He knew this all too well.

A short while later.

Little Leopard and the others returned.

They brought back a live snake.

Feng Yifan took out the Beast Core he had obtained from the Demon Rats King earlier.

He looked at it.

Then he reached out and stuffed it into the snake's mouth.

...

"Clan Chief!"

"The Mountain God has bestowed blessings again!"