Diving underground once more, Li Qingshan found a huge karst cave with the help of the underground mental map. He said to Little Ann, "Looks like we'll have to work hard for a while. This place can't compare to Salt Mountain City."
"Alright." Little Ann replied obediently. Her voice was muffled and soft. Apart from the first cry, she couldn't say anything else clearly. However, it was still very pleasant to listen to, like a spring breeze caressing one's face, making one's heart feel at ease.
In a forest of stalagmites, Li Qingshan checked the elixirs. Half of the Qi Deposition Pills had already been used, leaving only about four thousand. He had only used one Hundred-herb Pill, leaving about a thousand. As for the high-grade elixirs that could be used for cultivation, there were close to a hundred of them. The resources could be considered plentiful.
Li Qingshan kept a talisman close to his body. This talisman was called a Message Talisman, and there were two of them. As long as one was within a thousand miles, the other would respond when triggered.
Although it couldn't transmit complicated information, it was enough to send a signal. As for what method Qian Rongzhi was going to use to lure Grandma Ximen out, Li Qingshan didn't ask. She had to adapt to the situation. In any case, this woman was incomparably familiar with such things.
He wasn't worried that she would betray him. Although she didn't have any morals to speak of, she always put profit first, which made her easy to guess. If she betrayed him, just based on the fact that she had colluded with the enemy, the sect wouldn't let her off.
He just needed to wait quietly at the right place at the right time. This reminded him of a fairy tale he had read in his previous life: The tiger caught the fox, and the fox said that as long as the tiger didn't eat him, he would bring other animals over.
However, the prerequisite for all of this was that the tiger had the ability to eat the animals that the fox brought.
He tilted his head back, poured the Qi Deposition Pills into his mouth, and began to cultivate.
Six days later, Li Qingshan began to miss his manor in Salt Mountain City. Not only did he miss the delicious food and wine, but it was also because of Little Ann. In this empty cave, there was nothing for Little Ann to do. Whenever she was bored, she would prop up her cheeks and watch him cultivate.
This made Li Qingshan feel very guilty, and he often had to stop his cultivation to play with her for a while. If he were alone, then it did not matter what he did. Even if he used the Spirit Turtle's Method of Sea Suppression and went into seclusion for a year or so, it would be nothing.
But as long as she was by his side, he wanted to make her live a comfortable life as much as possible. Looking around, all he could see were dark and barren rocks. It was nothing like his ideal place. It was not beneficial to the mental health of children.
Li Qingshan made up his mind. "Since there's nothing else here, let's go back and take a look. That milliped must've run out of patience and left! "
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The villa was quiet, but the autumn was getting stronger. Li Qingshan pushed open the front door and went straight to the back garden. He pushed aside the sparse vegetation and looked into the cave. He couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Milliped's eyes were closed as he lay in the cave. He seemed to be dead, as if he hadn't moved at all. Suddenly, he snapped open his slightly protruding eyes. He stared straight at Li Qingshan and said with a muffled voice, "Where's the food?" He completely failed to realise that Li Qingshan had stood him up.
Li Qingshan grinned. "I'm coming!" Afterwards, he turned around and left with Little Ann. He was uncertain whether it was because he had been moved by his gluttonous spirit. Or perhaps it was because he was just too easy to fool, which made him feel rather uneasy.
In the Proud Sword manor, Yu Shukuang looked at Li Qingshan in surprise and joy. "Great hero Niu. You've finally returned. "
Li Qingshan nodded. "Yep, yep, I'm back. There's something else I need to trouble you with."
Yu Shukuang saw how cautious he was, so he said emotionally, "Feel free to tell me, great hero Niu. Whether it's climbing a mountain of blades or plunging into a pot of boiling oil …"
Li Qingshan interrupted him. "It's not that serious. Prepare three items for me and deliver them to the villa."
"You mean?" Yu Shukuang could not imagine what items Li Qingshan would ask for. Even if he wanted it, it should not be him!
"Millet, rice, alcohol." Li Qingshan took out another million taels of silver and slammed it on the table.
"That's it?" Yu Shukuang was so surprised that his jaw almost fell off. He was asking for regular food from him in such a formal manner.
Li Qingshan said, "Prepare some other grains, fruits, and vegetables. The more, the better. Of course, you can't skip the twenty banquets every day either. You have to do this as discreetly as possible. Don't let too many people know about it."
"Don't worry, great hero Niu. I'll send people to prepare it immediately. I'll have as much as you need." Yu Shukuang patted his chest and guaranteed. As the chief of the jianghu, even if he could not find anything else, obtaining some food was a piece of cake.
Li Qingshan said in a seemingly unintentional manner, "Oh right, I obtained a few Innate pills recently." With that, he turned around and left.
The speaker had intentions, while the listener obviously had even more intentions.
Yu Shukuang's eyes slowly widened. As a person of the jianghu, he did not know a lot about the thousands of pills that Qi Practitioners possessed. However, there was one that he absolutely had to know about, and that was the Innate pill. It was the holy pill that all martial artists yearned for. Who did not want to ascend to the heavens in a single step and set foot in a brand new realm of cultivation?
Yu Shukuang wanted it too, and it was not just any random thought. The three words that Li Qingshan had casually mentioned were like a carrot tied to the front of a donkey. Even if he knew he would not be able to eat it, he still wanted to give it a try. Not to mention that Li Qingshan had sounded like he could give him one.
He immediately gathered a few of his trusted disciples and passed down orders sternly. If it were not for the fact that Li Qingshan had told him to do it discreetly, he almost could not help but carry out this matter personally so that Li Qingshan could see his performance.
The efficiency of a powerful local organisation was startlingly high when it began operating. An hour later, the items that Li Qingshan wanted began to arrive endlessly.
"Catch!" Li Qingshan picked up a bag of rice and tossed it into the hole.
Milliped extended his hand and tore at it. The crystalline rice flowed out with a rustle. His mouth widened to an exaggerated degree, which made Li Qingshan think of a character in a cartoon. In the blink of an eye, a bag of rice had flowed into his mouth.
He smacked his lips. "Delicious!" Afterwards, he continued to stare at Li Qingshan.
"Eat more if it's delicious. Once you're full, don't bother me." Li Qingshan casually tossed down another bag of rice.
Milliped only cared about eating the rice. He did not have the energy to pay attention to him. Another bag of rice went down his stomach, but he still looked as if he had not had enough.
Li Qingshan simply tossed down dozens of bags of rice. The charm of the Innate Pellet had far exceeded Li Qingshan's imagination. Following that, rice, flour, and all sorts of other foodstuffs were delivered by the disciples of the Proud Sword Manor. There were also all sorts of fruits and vegetables, some of which even Li Qingshan did not know the names of.
Li Qingshan held a few bags of rice in his arms and a few more on his shoulders. He was like a super dock porter, running back and forth between the front door and the back garden, tossing bag after bag of foodstuffs into the hole.
Milliped, who always had a wooden expression, was currently grinning from ear to ear. As a glutton, he saw all sorts of foodstuffs falling from the sky. His mood was similar to that of a money-grubber who saw gold and silver coins falling like rain.
He was dazzled and did not know what to eat first.
Li Qingshan wiped the sweat off his forehead and said to Little Ann, "Keep an eye on things. I'm going to cultivate for a while. Remember not to go into the cave. Be careful that I don't eat you too."
Little Ann obviously did not take these words to heart. He agreed with a smile and squatted by the entrance of the cave, watching Milliped eat. He found it very interesting.
In the evening, the twenty tables of food that Li Qingshan had requested arrived. He brought them to the entrance of the cave and sat down. He opened the food box and began wolfing down the food. It had to be said that watching Milliped eat was very appetizing.
Li Qingshan ate above the cave, while Milliped ate below. Little Ann looked down at Milliped and up at Li Qingshan, finding it very interesting.
After transforming into a Fiendish Demon, they could use Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi as a substitute for food. Even if they didn't eat for a long time, with the amount of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi a Fiendish Demon General could absorb, they could still survive even if they cut off their source of food. However, his instinctive appetite would not disappear. It would only grow stronger with time.
Humans chose to go without food because there was too much foul air in the five grains. It would affect cultivation if it accumulated in their stomachs. However, the cultivation path and constitution of Daemons were completely different from that of humans. For Daemons, eating and drinking to their fill was never a bad thing. Their powerful bodies could absorb and digest any foul air.
The process of human cultivation was like a sculptor carving an exquisite piece of art. He would carefully choose the most suitable cultivation method and the most suitable pill. Then, he would meticulously divide the cultivation process into many steps and slowly advance towards his goal. He wanted everything to be within his control and constantly improve. Only then would he be able to stand above others and become an immortal.
The process of cultivation for Daemons was like a painter casually painting a landscape. It was rough, bold, and free. The painter was not even the Daemons themselves, but the creation of the world. It was like a strange rock that had been polished by wind, frost, rain, and snow over thousands of years. It just so happened that it had more characteristics than other rocks, and was known as a Daemon.
Milliped's mouth suddenly stopped. He raised his head and looked at Li Qingshan. Snow-white rice dripped down from the corner of his mouth. He said in a muffled voice, "Wine!"
Li Qingshan was drinking to his heart's content when he noticed Milliped's gaze. He tossed the wine jar in his hand down. "For you!"
Milliped gulped it down, then asked for more.
After tossing down four or five jars of wine, Li Qingshan had drunk quite a bit as well. In his excitement, he forgot about Little Ann's warning and jumped down the cave with the food and wine. He raised his jar and knocked it against Milliped's, then tilted his head back and drank to his heart's content.
Milliped stared at Li Qingshan in a daze. He had no idea what he was doing. When Li Qingshan had drunk half the jar, he seemed to suddenly realize something. He hurriedly drank his wine, looking at Li Qingshan as he drank.
However, he still let Li Qingshan finish his wine first and laughed. Milliped was immediately displeased. He shoved a jar of wine into Li Qingshan's hands, then picked up a jar for himself and clinked it against Li Qingshan's jar. He hurriedly opened his mouth and drank the wine.
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