"Oh!"
With that, Niu Ba's muscles swelled. In the blink of an eye, the round little water buffalo turned into a monstrously muscular bull.
He stamped a powerful hind hoof.
Boom!!!
The tremendous force made every old man and woman blocking Cheng Yu's path tremble.
Cheng Yu swung himself onto Niu Ba's back, his tone still amiable.
"Now, might you lay Buddhists allow this humble Daoist to pass?"
At Cheng Yu's words, all the old men and women promptly cleared the way.
Cheng Yu bowed slightly.
"My thanks."
Niu Ba returned to his original form, and Cheng Yu rode him leisurely toward the village outskirts.
That was right-Cheng Yu had no intention of getting mixed up in this mess. Aside from already being pressed for time, the very fact that the Pure White Emissary had worked on that old geezer made him suspect something was fishy.
Even if the old geezer had told the truth, Cheng Yu had no desire to concern himself with whether these people lived or died. The young man had kindly gotten rid of the Demon Monster for them, yet they had treated him like that. And that was only their own account-who knew whether they had done even worse back then? They had brought this on themselves.
Cheng Yu decisively abandoned his compulsion to help others, respected their fate, and chose to make himself scarce.
Besides, those old men and women had tried to guilt-trip him. That made him even less inclined to invite trouble.
As for that so-called New World Entertainment Club, after analyzing the old village chief's account, Cheng Yu strongly suspected that the young man was a transmigrator.
He might even have some kind of cheat, though Cheng Yu did not know whether it was a system or something else.
As he