The Thatched Hut Retreat-He Might Just Become the Toilet God!

Hong Yun nodded. "All right, don't worry."

Zhen Yuanzi quickly released his Spiritual Sense and inspected the area carefully.

How strange!

The little courtyard looked perfectly ordinary. There didn't seem to be the slightest trace of Spiritual Energy leaking out, nor was there any pressure.

Inside were four or five auras, but they all belonged to ordinary postnatal creatures.

They had almost no cultivation at all.

Had I come to the wrong place?

Impossible. I'd already thoroughly inspected everything within tens of thousands of miles.

Besides, several traces of powerful auras still lingered here.

Powerful beings must have fought here.

How strange.

Zhen Yuanzi hesitated, unsure what to do.

Never mind. I'll go take a look first.

The two quickly descended and arrived at the courtyard gate.

It was already late, and Jiang Ping had long since fallen into a sweet sleep.

A knock at the door woke him.

Were there still guests coming this late?

Jiang Ping walked out, puzzled.

Outside the door, Zhen Yuanzi reminded Hong Yun once more, "Hong Yun, just to be safe, we can call each other by nicknames. I'll call you Xiao Hong, and you can call me Da Yuan."

Hong Yun nodded, then grumbled, "Why do I have to be Xiao Hong? My cultivation isn't any lesser than yours."

"Then how about you go find out what's going on?" Zhen Yuanzi snorted.

Hong Yun waved his hand. "Forget it. You do it, Da Yuan."

"All right, Xiao Hong."

Creak!

The door opened, and Jiang Ping poked his head out.

"You two? What can I do for you?"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled faintly. "It's dark, and we lost our way in the mountains. We happened to spot this little courtyard. Would it be convenient for us to stay the night?"

Jiang Ping felt a little wary. Two strangers had suddenly appeared in the depths of the mountains. It was all very strange.

"Um, come on in." Jiang Ping stayed on his guard.

"Then we'll trouble you, young master," Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun said politely.

After they entered the courtyard, Jiang Ping apologized. "Sirs, I only have one room, so I'm afraid I can't put you up."

Zhen Yuanzi looked around. Hm, the thatched hut in the western corner looked rather distinctive.

"Young master, it's late. We'll stay here for the night. That thatched hut looks quite nice. Would it be convenient for us to use it?"

Jiang Ping was dumbfounded. This man's taste was truly... hard to describe!

I was planning to use that hut to raise pigs.

But I hadn't caught any piglets, so now it was where these silly dogs and chicks ate, drank, and relieved themselves.

And these two actually wanted to sleep in there.

"Um, I'm afraid that wouldn't be appropriate," Jiang Ping said hesitantly.

Zhen Yuanzi studied the thatched hut, his brow twitching. Something about it seemed unusual, as if a layer of mist shrouded it.

Could there be some hidden secret inside this hut?

Heh, my eye for detail is sharp indeed. You can't hide anything from me.

"Young master, we have nowhere else to go in these desolate mountains. If you're not comfortable letting us use the hut, we can sit here and wait until dawn. And if you still don't feel at ease, we can leave now."

Jiang Ping gritted his teeth. "Forget it. It's not that I don't want to let you stay. It's just that the hut hasn't been cleaned in ages, so it really isn't suitable for you. Sigh, it's pitch-black outside, and I don't feel right letting you leave. What if you run into a Demonic Beast?"

Zhen Yuanzi narrowed his eyes and was about to speak, but Hong Yun laughed. "Young master, you don't know? We're not afraid of Demonic Beasts at all! What Demonic Beast would dare—"

"Enough!" Zhen Yuanzi shouted.

Then he said awkwardly, "Young master, this is my brother, Xiao Hong. He's not quite right in the head."

"Let's not trouble you any further, young master. It's late, so please get some rest. We'll make do on our own. We can talk more in the morning."

Jiang Ping nodded. "That's fine. Make do for tonight, and we'll talk about anything else tomorrow."

With that, Jiang Ping hurried inside and carefully shut the doors and windows.

Good grief, a grown man called Xiao Hong? These two really are strange. What if they're a couple of perverts or lunatics? I'd better not sleep too soundly!

Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun entered the thatched hut.

"What's this awful smell? It reeks," Hong Yun asked, pinching his nose.

Zhen Yuanzi paid him no attention, his heart shuddering with astonishment.

Earlier, he had sensed a faint trace of Dao Rhyme lingering outside the thatched hut.

Now, the moment he stepped inside, he immediately sensed that something was extraordinary.

The hut was filled with a tremendous amount of Dao Rhyme.

This was truly unbelievable.

No wonder the owner hadn't wanted us to stay here.

He was clearly afraid we'd discover this secret.

Heh, too bad nothing can escape my senses.

"Xiao Hong, didn't you notice anything unusual about this hut?"

Hong Yun muttered, "There's no one else here. Why do you keep calling me Xiao Hong? It sounds awful."

"Hmph, what do you know? How do you know there's no one else?" Zhen Yuanzi glanced around.

"What? Are we being watched from the shadows?" Hong Yun exclaimed in alarm.

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head. "I'm not sure, but this hut really is extraordinary. It contains an incredibly rich Dao Rhyme."

Hong Yun thought for a moment, then said, "Maybe it gathered here naturally over the past thousand years. That young man just now had no cultivation at all, so he clearly wouldn't absorb or comprehend this Dao Rhyme."

"Exactly. Let's absorb this Dao Rhyme, half each. How does that sound?"

Hong Yun nodded. "Agreed!"

The two immediately sat upright and began absorbing the Dao Rhyme.

They closed their eyes and focused their minds. After more than half an hour, they slowly opened their eyes.

Zhen Yuanzi wore a faint smile. "Excellent. This Dao Rhyme is exceptionally pure. In just a short while, I feel that my understanding of the Great Dao has deepened."

Hong Yun smiled too. "Our journey of tens of millions of miles wasn't in vain. We've gained this bit of good fortune today. When that ordinary creature wakes tomorrow, we'll have to find a way to settle our karmic debt to him."

"We can simply give him some Spirit Fruits and elixirs. That'll be enough to prolong his life," Zhen Yuanzi said.

"Good. We'll do as you say. For tonight, let's meditate here."

The two slowly closed their eyes.

Half an hour later, Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun opened their eyes at the same time.

"More Dao Rhyme has gathered!"

"How is that possible?"

The two looked at each other, both seeing the astonishment in the other's eyes.

"This... is truly astonishing. An ordinary thatched hut can actually generate Dao Rhyme continuously!"

"If we could keep meditating and cultivating here, wouldn't we be immersed in the insights of the Great Dao day and night?"

"In all these thousands of years, I've never heard of any blessed cave or sacred land in the Primordial World where Dao Rhyme descended continuously!"

"This may be the greatest opportunity of our lives. Hong Yun, we must seize it. No more chatter—hurry up and absorb it!"

Outside the thatched hut, Da Huang was very displeased.

"What's wrong, Da Huang?" Little Kitten asked curiously.

"Hmph, Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun have holed up in our toilet and won't come out."

Little Kitten burst out laughing. "Da Huang, you use the toilet too?"

Da Huang said crossly, "What are you laughing at? Am I wrong? The toilet is one of the master's kind gestures. He built it for us with his own hands, even if we only use it once in a while."