Refining into Essence

Zhang Xuezhou's body was indeed changing.

The sleeves of his robe could not hide the feathers on his arms, nor could they escape the attention of Hongku and Wu Chao.

Wu Chao clicked his tongue in wonder, while Hongku glanced at Zhang Xuezhou.

"Dharma King Tolkien really has been raising you like a son!"

If you treated a cat well, it would bring you things it loved in return, such as dead mice, dead sparrows, smelly shoes, and so on.

If a great golden toad demon treated someone well, it would apparently share the food it liked, too.

Demon birds, for example.

Hongku needed only one glance to see that Zhang Xuezhou had eaten plenty of demon bird meat while following the Golden Toad Dharma King.

Whether or not a human could stomach the food a golden toad liked, the Golden Toad Dharma King had certainly done his kindness justice.

If the Golden Toad Dharma King went a little too far with his kindness, Hongku thought a minor cultivator like Zhang Xuezhou would undergo Demonization and eventually become a muddle-minded demon-human.

Humans and demons were different, after all.

Demons had sturdy flesh and possessed the Transformation Technique innate to their kind. Their bodies could grow or shrink, expanding and contracting with extraordinary ease.

Humans, however, found it difficult to change size like that.

As a result, demons could contain more complex Demon Power in their bodies, while humans struggled to withstand multiple strands of Demon Power entangling within them.

Fortunately, the Golden Toad Dharma King had stuck to the principle of feeding Zhang Xuezhou what he liked and had not given him many different kinds of Demon Beast meat. Thus, although Zhang Xuezhou's body contained the Demon Power of all kinds of birds, those powers were varied but not chaotic,