Bai Cheng, who was standing nearby, chimed in, "Exactly. Everyone wants you to preside over this fairly. Only Master's words can make Little Tun listen. I also don't think we should keep feeding it. It can't be used as nourishment, and it's not suitable for making weapons or treasures... What should we do?"
"Brother Yitian, it stinks to high heaven, and we still don't know what use it has. Little Tun has excreted so much that it melted the ground and the formation walls. We even had to use rare gold and iron to build a reinforced formation tank just to contain it." Nan Jin spoke with a look of speechless dismay.
"Everyone's worldview has been completely overturned. In the past, many immortals liked following behind Little Tun, waiting in case something fell out that we hadn't noticed so they could pick up a bargain. Now, everyone dislikes it the moment they see it." Hu Xia couldn't help laughing.
I looked at Little Tun, which was lying on the ground unwilling to move, its face full of utter despair. I shook my head and said, "This thing definitely has a use. It's just that everyone hasn't discovered it yet. Nothing Little Tun excretes is useless. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that its entire body is a treasure."
"Then, according to Brother Yitian, we still have to feed it back to Little Tun? Wouldn't we have to build even more tanks to hold all the crap it excretes?" Nan Jin asked anxiously.
"Urgh..." A group of women immediately began retching.
Xue Qingcheng, who was standing nearby, also frowned with a look of disgust. Yet my words unmistakably made Little Tun jerk its head up. It had grown extremely large by now, practically the size of a house. Its eating,