Li Ping'an found three large sacks, but still could not pack up all the Thousand-Legged Centipede carcasses.
For one thing, they were rather large; for another, there were simply far too many of them.
Can't waste them. Eat!!
Li Ping'an had Old Ox give the Thousand-Legged Centipedes a quick cleaning while he went to chop firewood.
Old Ox took out the large pot carried on his back and cooked a pot of Thousand-Legged Centipede soup.
"Old Ox, let me try your cooking."
Li Ping'an took a mouthful.
"Blargh, blargh, blargh!!"
Li Ping'an crouched off to the side, unable to keep himself from vomiting.
Was... was this fit for human consumption?
"Old Ox, did you make it this awful on purpose, or was it an accident?"
Old Ox said, "Moo~"
Li Ping'an took a deep breath.
He endured the foul smell while reminding himself.
I absolutely cannot waste something this precious.
He immediately held his breath and swallowed it all down.
"Blargh, blargh, blargh!!"
The sound of vomiting drifted through the woods from time to time.
The Thousand-Legged Centipedes' stench was so thick and pungent that it almost knocked Li Ping'an's stomach senseless.
Li Ping'an exhaled in great gusts.
He had thought Old Ox's cooking was to blame, but whether pan-seared, roasted, or deep-fried, they all made him want to throw up.
Fighting his nausea, he ate four or five in succession.
By evening, his stomach gradually grew hot, and he felt as though the flames of desire were consuming his body.
Li Ping'an immediately began cultivating, bringing his Mud Pellet
into a state of visualization, where it suddenly stirred.
Blood and qi flowed freely through his limbs, and he drew them backward with his intent.
They surged into the Mud Pellet and paused briefly.
They circled up and down, back