This primordial world is extraordinary.

Chapter 66: The Taoist Priest Who "Eats People"

"Dao...Junior Brother?"

Xi Yi asked cautiously.

"It's alright, everything is under control." Kunpeng waved his hand.

"Okay!" Xi Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Yin Yang and Kunwu Daoist also breathed a sigh of relief; it was done.

Let's just say that Fellow Daoist Kunpeng is best suited for performing arts; he's practically the chosen one.

"Where's Lai San? Lai San's gone?"

"Did it eat Lai San?"

"What a terrifying Taoist priest! He can actually eat people."

"..."

The group of freaks went from disappointment to shock, disappointed that they hadn't gone first and that Lai San had gotten the better deal.

Lai San is gone, I'm shocked.

After all, the Taoist priest had already spoken to his senior brother.

This represents a new generation that is not dominated by Lai San.

However, what they were discussing sounded quite absurd.

A group of incomplete, twisted, and broken grotesque beings actually said that the Taoist Kunpeng was terrifying and that he ate people.

Is Lai San even human?

Even if it is, it's a "chicken feet" with hardly any meat on it.

"You Taoist priest, you've got some skill."

The eccentric landlord laughed in a way that polluted the mind; his smile was utterly disgusting.

"Taoist Xukun, why did you eat Lai San? Don't you know Lai San still owes me three taels of silver?"

Another eccentric has stepped forward.

"I don't care if you ate Lai San's food, but you pay me back the money for Lai San."

This one is much more complete than Lai San.

The body was barely preserved, but the internal organs were gone, and the area above the abdomen was all bone, with only half of the head remaining.

It exuded a thick black aura, and most importantly, its rib-like abdomen was crammed with the heads of several children.

These little heads are not dead. Inside its narrow, bony belly, the heads of children are still blinking, though their eyes look very strange.

He looked at everything outside with a mixture of curiosity and fear, a hint of malice in his eyes.

"Has this triggered a chain of events?" Kunpeng was taken aback.

He had already sensed the changes in himself, but overall the changes were not significant.

His physical fitness did not improve significantly, not because Lai San was not profitable, but because he had reached the limit of what the primordial world could bear.

The essence of Lai San that was devoured was all transformed by the Heavenly Dao and became the energy to enhance Xiao Yi.

There is giving and receiving; although they have taken human form and been born into this world, they are still essentially being nurtured by the Way of Heaven.

It's like the embodiment of the concept of the Way of Heaven.

The ability to be immortal, various special abilities, the ability to be immune to mental pollution, the ability to prevent the body and soul from being twisted, and so on.

Some of it was their own, but the most important part was Xiao Yi's ability as the Heavenly Dao.

Unless their bodies are able to withstand these capabilities.

However, the spiritual energy and mental focus of a martial arts master cannot support such a high level of ability.

Therefore, once a certain threshold is reached, the energy they obtain will be taken away by Xiao Yi, the Heavenly Dao, to replenish and strengthen the primordial world.

Conversely, only when the Primordial World becomes powerful can they advance further.

It is a complementary relationship.

Lai San was exploited to the point of exhaustion in this way.

Kunpeng is not afraid of a series of events; no matter how many come, they will become nourishment for the primordial world once they are returned to the void.

But, right?

What is the purpose of setting up a stall?

Making money is the primary goal; we can't confuse the primary and secondary objectives.

Lai San was completely swallowed up by me; he didn't contribute a single penny to me.

Did he just make him drill a hole for nothing?

Isn't this a huge loss?

Now another person is coming to collect a debt, and this one is clearly not planning to pay either.

That's not right.

"The saying goes that when a person dies, all debts are settled. Surely this layperson understands this principle? It's the rule, it's the rule."

"You?" Ribs Strangely was stunned.

Clearly, they follow "rules," and are even more so than the normal human world.

The entire cemetery city maintains a twisted set of rules, which Kunpeng has never seen anyone dare to easily break.

There must be some kind of constraint; once any freak breaks the rules, a great terror will occur.

And this great terror is something that these grotesque things cannot defy.

"Taoist priest, do you underestimate me, Wu Jiu?"

Wu Jiu, the quirky rib vendor, said...

He ripped a child's head out of his own abdomen and threw it to the ground, saying:

"It's just money, isn't it? Although I, Wu Jiu, am not even one ten-thousandth as good as Master Jin, I still have some possessions. Here, take it, it's a reward for you."

A rib-shaped oddball even revealed a fawning expression.

They looked at the strange-looking rich man with reverence.

The eccentric rich man seemed to be enjoying himself and agreed with Wu Jiu's words.

"So, is it my turn next?"

Money is like a child's mind; once you give him money, it's his turn.

"He's actually quite intelligent?" Kunpeng thought to himself.

It turns out they weren't after him to collect a debt, but rather, using the fact that Lai San owed him money, they were the second person to harass him.

They're using this as an excuse to cut in line.

But it doesn't have a brain, so how can it be smarter than my fellow Daoists? Kunpeng wondered.

Wu Jiu's head only had a third of its flesh left, specifically the lower third. His brain was gone, leaving only a skull.

How can someone like this still use their brain?

That's what he thought, but what he said aloud was, "Of course it's you, layman."

Kunpeng kicked its snarling head, "Money," to the Yin-Yang Taoist.

The Taoist priest bent down to pick up the so-called "money" given to him by Wu Jiu, and then became puzzled.

If it's about money, then what Fellow Daoist Kunpeng said about swindling is actually quite feasible.

The moment he picked it up, his head turned into a small silver ingot.

I don't know how I did it; I just felt that it shouldn't be a brain, but rather money.

Then the head, once in hand, turned into silver.

This may be what Fellow Daoist Kunpeng meant by his unique ability: the ability to transform Yin and Yang.

The mind is money in the eyes of the freak, and silver in one's own eyes.

The transformation of Yin and Yang is truly mysterious and profound.

Regardless, it's open for business.

As expected of Fellow Daoist Kunpeng.

Now we can just watch the show; Wu Jiu is sending money and people along at the same time.

The bizarre things in this cemetery are really interesting; they willingly give up everything they have.

These aren't some kind of evil monsters or grotesque creatures; they're clearly golden boys delivering treasures.

Setting up a stall was the right choice.

The Yin-Yang Taoist's idea was quite good, but Kunpeng became nervous.

It is known that this group of freaks, who seem to follow the rules, are actually quite reckless, and each of them wants to possess another's body.

Am I a virgin now?

You can tolerate a hand drilling into your body, but how can you bear it when such a big person drills into your body?

Will it crack?

Kunpeng thought nervously.

"I'll do it, I'll do it!"

Wu Jiu ran over excitedly, his eyes still burning with longing even though he was blind.

His ribcage-like belly, and the few remaining child heads, stared at him greedily.

"Taoist priest, you're going to be eaten by XX, you're going to be eaten by XX..."

Mental pollution was affecting Kunpeng's mind, but fortunately, Kunpeng was immune to it.

"Taoist priest, you're greedy! Not satisfied with just eating Lai San, you want to try the same trick again? You're mine now, hahaha..."

It was as if a conspiracy had finally succeeded.

Wu Jiu stared greedily at Kunpeng, as if to say, "You are about to become mine."

It's also gambling.

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