Chapter 193: The Genius Talent

After returning to Shoushan Sect for three days, Fang Cun made some arrangements.

The butterflies he had carried from Crow Mountain earlier were all set free to Rear Mountain.

Although he had raised these butterflies by accident at the start and they didn’t seem to have much strong power above ground, Fang Cun felt more and more that used the right way, they could have good effects. Following the waste-reuse idea, he also had someone pick a quiet empty valley in the back of Jade Mirror Peak. There, he set strict magic arrays all around just to grow butterflies.

Inside this valley, he buried the bodies of each Demon King and the Demon Hound brought back from Crow Mountain.

The demon cores, demon bones, and some demon blood had all been taken out and stored away. Leaving these demon bodies thrown around could lead to strange problems, so Fang Cun gathered them back to use as fertiliser!

He knew that used well, the flesh and blood of these Demon Kings could grow many amazing things.

Especially the Demon Hound, which had eaten countless people. Its demon body was very evil and strange. Honestly, without the Five Sects teaming up to tire out all the Demon Hound’s skills, no matter how Fang Cun planned, he couldn’t have killed it easily. The demon body left behind was also fed by endless people, making it one-of-a-kind in the world, or you could call it the most demonic and evil thing.

There were countless demons and strong creatures, but which demon could, in just half a year, eat the Immortal Palace’s Great Dao Miraculous Pill, gobble tons of people, and manage to hold both super pure and super evil powers inside its little body?

In some ways, the Demon Hound’s body was special.

Normally, stewing such a demon body into tasty meat would be nice.

Sadly, since the Demon Hound had eaten humans, Fang Cun didn’t want to touch it, or he’d get bad feelings.

So the only use was as fertiliser.

Rotting demon bodies turn to rotten dirt and make rotten grass grow. The “Classic of Spirits” says “rotten grass gives birth to fireflies,” meaning that over time when death power fills up, it can turn into life power and create fireflies. Fang Cun understood that fireflies didn’t really pop up, but this demon-blood dirt could likely make strong Gu Insects, which is why he grew butterflies there.

This was a demon-blood feeding method written in Instructor Lingxiu’s notes.

But he wasn’t sure what would come out…

He wasn’t to blame; Instructor Lingxiu’s notes had lots of insect-raising tricks, all just weird, while Fang Cun’s method had super rich and strange stuff Instructor Lingxiu couldn’t dream of…

“A flapping sound…”

A bunch of colourful, lovely butterflies flew into the hidden valley and landed right on the pile of demon bodies.

The pretty butterflies clashed sharply with the bloody, strange demon bodies.

Especially the two butterflies big as folding fans, covered in black lines. These flew around the valley like they had minds, then zoomed towards the Demon Hound body buried in the other demon flesh and blood, seeming to feel the evil air inside it. Those two had come out after eating two Foundation Building Realm rogue cultivators, so besides being huge, their creepy air was much stronger than the others. Taking over the Demon Hound body now…

Fang Cun suddenly felt unsure.

“What kind of monster would come from breeding insects like that?”

Thinking closely, he shivered: “Why do I feel like a spooky scientist?”

Not taking chances, he told men to add one more magic array layer outside the valley edge and put up a “Come In And Die” sign…

After another think, that sign didn’t seem scary enough…

…Then he put up a “Evil Spirits Inside, Stealers Die” sign right beside it!

“That should work?”

Fang Cun clapped his hands happily.

…

After fully fixing this insect-breeding spot in a few days, Yu Qingli got back to the sect too. The people saved from Crow Mountain had all been settled near the Shoushan Sect’s east gate, on flat land. Shoushan Sect gave out silver to help them build huts, handed out food and seeds, and set them to clear weeds for farming.

These folks were farmers from around Crow Mountain plus some wanderers. Shoushan Sect building homes and giving rice? Just giving land would’ve made them pray thanks day and night…

Shoushan Sect saved them and now took them in, so their loyalty and fear were clear.

“Smart and tidy—Yu Qingli did great here!”

Fang Cun felt pleased. Yu Qingli got things done fast with no help from him, which showed skill.

Yu Qingli was born good at cultivation and worked things out well.

Of course, Yu Qingli himself was a little lost; it hadn’t felt hard at all.

He went to the County Mansion first to talk with the secretary about handling the people. Helping the county should be fine, but the secretary wanted gifts when asked and made things tricky.

Yu Qingli frowned, thinking what gifts to give.

But before he sorted it, the secretary shivered strangely and said yes.

People clearing forest and building shacks brought small problems: Zhangs didn’t want to be near Wangs, Lis and Suns fought for high spots, Elder Dong and Widow Liu wanted to live together… all tangled and annoying.

Yu Qingli just glanced at them, and the fighting stopped.

Elder Dong and the widow were still far apart, afraid to speak when they met!

“You’ll come with me to the Five Sects!”

Fang Cun didn’t explain more, just told him.

Yu Qingli didn’t ask, only said: “Okay!”

…

After some more days, when things Xiao Qingliu had to get were ready and Shoushan Sect was running smooth, Fang Cun didn’t wait. He told the sect, then boarded the Dharma Ship with Little Fox Girl—who was using alchemy gas to train now—Xiao Qingliu, and Yu Qingli. Four sailed out of Shoushan land.

“Young Master Fang, are we really heading to the Five Sects to finish the Divine Nether Scriptures magics?”

That moment on the Dharma Ship gliding through clouds was peaceful inside.

Fang Cun sat on a comfy chair, drinking tea while reading texts. Little Fox Girl practiced writing in a special cabin where the alchemy cauldron holding the Nine Qi Nine Revolutions Great Dao Miraculous Pill sat; she breathed pill gas to boost her blood while being watched through a glass pane, so she worked hard.

Xiao Qingliu steered up front, singing folk songs:

“Hold sister’s hand, sister comes with you, pat sister’s head, sister is so sweet, rub sister’s…”

The tea cup almost fell. Fang Cun shouted: “Quiet, put sister’s leg down!”