He Shi Tou bustled about the beast pens, sweating profusely.
His home was very large.
Calling it a home was somewhat of a stretch; it was really just a circle of walls built from enormous stones.
Within those walls stood more than a dozen beast pens.
Demon pets, food, and mounts were kept separately.
After all, these demon beasts did not all belong to him. Many had been boarded here by others.
They were his source of income for the month.
It could be said that, aside from those who cultivated immortality, ordinary people of the Celestial Human Clan did not live well.
Most could only barely keep themselves from going hungry.
They all had to toil bitterly.
Xu Zimo watched with great interest.
At present, this body of his could not move either. Staying quietly among the Celestial Human Clan, far from worldly affairs, for a while was not a bad idea.
"Ah!"
He Shi Tou's cry rang out.
While feeding a demon beast, he was kicked flying by the savage creature.
He Shi Tou rolled several times across the ground before finally stopping.
He got to his feet and patted the dust from himself as though nothing had happened.
He Shi Tou was also a cultivator.
His realm was simply very low—so low that he was like a Qi Refinement cultivator who had only just set foot upon the path of cultivation.
Xu Zimo had not seen anyone this weak in many years.
"Are you all right?" Xu Zimo asked.
"I'm fine. I'm used to it," He Shi Tou said with a grin.
"These demon beasts never listen. Getting kicked is a common occurrence."
"If they don't listen, just beat them," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"That won't do. They were boarded here by others. If I