Within Yunshan Blessed Land, under the arrangements of Wuwei Temple's Daoist youths, the monsters from the monster market moved into Thousand Caves. Yet even living in Thousand Caves was far from peaceful; from Wuwei Temple often came an earth-shattering roar.
"I'm about to split apart!"
The monsters were bewildered and unsettled. One after another, they stood at their cave entrances and peered toward Wuwei Temple.
Yet all they saw was their benefactor suddenly growing huge, then suddenly shrinking small. There was no sign whatsoever of him splitting apart.
The monsters were greatly disappointed. Later, they gradually grew accustomed to it, each busying themselves with their own affairs. Only the Leopard-headed Little Monster squatted at the cave entrance, licking a candied hawthorn skewer as he stared unblinkingly at Su Yun, waiting to see how his benefactor would split apart.
But he waited and waited, and it never happened.
When Yan Ziqi had served as Grand Tutor, he had been a fine Grand Tutor. But as a physician, he was absolutely a quack.
These past few days, he had constantly observed Su Yun, afraid that Su Yun might suddenly explode and die. Yet the Reincarnation Saint King's divine ability was truly excellent, steadily suppressing the power of the Dao Soul Liquid so that Su Yun could not burst open even if he wanted to.
After watching for some time, he gave up and said to the Daoist youths, "He probably won't die. This Dao Soul Liquid can indeed treat the injury to his Spiritual Nature. Record it for future reference."
One Daoist youth summoned his courage and said, "What use is recording it? Any ordinary Emperor-level Existence would probably explode after consuming even a single drop of Dao Soul Liquid, leaving nothing to paste back together unless it was mounted on a