A House Full of Rough Men, Heavenly Dao Begs for a Girl

Taiyi continued, "Actually, at the cultivation level you and I have reached, spiritual roots no longer play a significant role in advancing our realms and cultivation."

"However, for low-level demon races, it's an immense opportunity. You should know that the more powerful their origins and the more astonishing their talent, the more difficult it is for demons to transform. It often takes thousands of years."

"And based on my previous calculations, the spiritual roots here are extraordinary. When combined with the Primordial Spirit Spring, they could allow those demons to reach the verge of transformation in just a few years, or perhaps even a few months if they accumulate enough."

"So, I was thinking, I'll head back this time and select a few low-level demons with excellent talent and aptitude from various races. The next time an opportunity arises, I'll bring them to the esteemed master's courtyard."

Di Jun nodded in approval, "Excellent! It's truly the Eastern Emperor who thinks things through."

"You flatter me. My companion and I will head back now to quickly select suitable individuals from our respective tribes."

"Good!"

Di Jun and Taiyi quickly returned to the Heavenly Court.

After his nap, Jiang Ping felt refreshed, all the fatigue from the morning's work completely gone.

Opening the door, he saw that the feed in the large basin had been completely eaten, and Jiang Ping felt very gratified.

He shook his head with a sigh, realizing that the animals in the Primordial Era were indeed very spiritual. With just a little guidance, they were all so well-behaved and obedient.

"Heng, Ha, where are your friends?"

Jiang Ping was a little puzzled. The few creatures were lounging lazily in the courtyard, soaking up the sun, but the two three-legged chickens were nowhere to be seen.

The Heng Ha Generals chirped a few times.

Upon hearing them, Jiang Ping became furious.

"You've made bad friends! You brought back two freeloaders who just eat and drink. Look, they've eaten all the feed I meticulously prepared."

"They ate it all and then ran off. This is simply outrageous!"

"Next time you make friends, you must be more discerning. Don't bring back guys like that again."

The Heng Ha Generals pecked their heads, their tufts of hair bobbing.

Afternoon.

It was mealtime again, and Jiang Ping held a rolling pin.

This time, he prepared another large basin of feed.

He thought to himself, what if those two three-legged chickens smelled the food again and came to freeload? He absolutely couldn't let them have their way.

After the others had finished eating, the two three-legged chickens still hadn't appeared.

Jiang Ping figured they had probably gone elsewhere to freeload.

Over the next two or three days, he finally didn't see the two three-legged chickens show up again.

Jiang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, though he also felt a pang of disappointment.

Could it be that he had been too fierce last time and scared them away?

If more small animals were to come next time, he'd have to be gentler.

If they were scared away, what would he eat?

He'd keep the obedient ones and slaughter the disobedient ones for a feast.

Another ten-plus days passed in a flash, and the courtyard returned to its peaceful state.

Jiang Ping spent his days doing farm work, writing, painting, and playing the zither. His life was quite leisurely.

It was just that he occasionally felt a bit melancholic. After all, being alone for too long could be lonely.

Fortunately, such a monotonous and dull period didn't last long.

One day, tens of thousands of miles away from the courtyard, Di Jun and Taiyi slowed their flight and stopped for a moment.

Taiyi looked at the four demons following behind him and said with a stern expression, "Today is your chance for Creation. You must remember my instructions, or you will have come here today but will never return!"

The four demons trembled and responded in unison, "Demon Emperors, please rest assured, we will not disappoint you!"

Taiyi nodded, then he and Di Jun quickly transformed into Three-legged Golden Crows.

They arrived at the courtyard gate and found it tightly shut.

Di Jun's heart skipped a beat, "Could it be that the esteemed master doesn't welcome us?"

He quickly sent a telepathic message, "Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, is it convenient to visit today?"

There was no response for a long time. Di Jun quickly sent messages to the others.

There was still no movement.

Taiyi narrowed his eyes, "Make some noise."

The four demons nodded and came to the courtyard gate together, beginning to scratch at it with their claws.

Inside the courtyard, Jiang Ping's ears twitched.

"Huh? What's that noise outside?"

"Da Huang, stop sleeping and go take a look."

Da Huang drooped his head. He had already sensed Di Jun and Taiyi's arrival but had deliberately ignored them.

Hearing Jiang Ping's command at this moment, he quickly ran over.

With a light leap, he skillfully opened the bolt.

Jiang Ping poked his head out to look at the small courtyard entrance.

Good heavens, the two three-legged chickens were here again.

Looking again, there were actually four little ones following behind.

Jiang Ping didn't know what breed they were.

They didn't look like chickens, nor ducks, and even less like birds.

Jiang Ping muttered to himself: The Primordial Era truly has all sorts of creatures. It's not surprising to see these few strange birds.

"Since they're here anyway, I'll raise them for now. As long as they don't leave, I'll slaughter them once they're fat."

"Yo, you two actually know to come back..."

Jiang Ping originally wanted to curse them out, but suddenly felt it would be like talking to a brick wall.

Talking to a bunch of chickens, ducks, cats, and dogs was like being a lunatic.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ping felt utterly miserable, his heart almost weeping silently.

"Didn't they say the Heavenly Dao of the Primordial Era has a spirit? Heavenly Dao, I beg you, send me a girl!

It's okay if she's ugly or fat, as long as I can chat with her and discuss life, I'm going crazy from loneliness.

If you don't agree, just wait until I can cultivate. Once I accumulate enough power and burst forth, I'll overthrow you!"

Jiang Ping looked at the clear blue sky, gritting his teeth and cursing inwardly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky suddenly changed, accompanied by flashes of lightning and thunder.

Jiang Ping's heart skipped a beat. Damn, could it really be that effective? Did the Heavenly Dao sense my strong plea and respond?

In the Purple Firmament Palace, Hongjun suddenly opened his eyes.

He keenly sensed that the Heavenly Dao seemed somewhat enraged, and yet somewhat timid?

This greatly surprised him. The Heavenly Dao should be without joy or sorrow, forever indifferent to the entire Primordial World.

Why would it expose such inappropriate emotions today?

How strange.

At Nuwa's dojo, after much thought, she decided to seek advice from the expert today.

She had a hunch that her Great Dao opportunity lay with the expert.

Nuwa secretly made up her mind. She would prepare herself today and visit the expert tomorrow.

In the small courtyard, Jiang Ping looked at the leftover scraps in the large basin and thought he couldn't waste them. He let the newcomers eat them first.

When the four demon clan members arrived, they had been instructed by Di Jun and Taiyi.

They knew very well that the Demon Emperor's so-called opportunity was in the large basin in the small courtyard.

According to the Demon Emperor, no matter what they saw or heard after entering, they must not be surprised.

But at this moment, seeing only an ordinary being, they were still very disappointed.

They initially thought the Demon Emperor would bring them to meet some peerless expert, but unexpectedly, it was just an unremarkable fellow.

He seemed a bit eccentric and not quite normal.

"Hey, you guys are late, there's only this much left. Eat a little. That's all for today. I'll get you something better tomorrow," Jiang Ping said, pointing at the large basin.