Chapter 175 Behind the Scenes
Suddenly, there was some light on the ground.

It was that gust of wind that blew away the clouds that were covering the moon.

A black shadow came from behind, completely enveloping the cowherd’s body, and then –

“Snapped!”

A big hand reached out and patted the cowherd gently on the shoulder.

Creepy!

This scene happened suddenly. If an ordinary person had encountered it, he would probably have been frightened to death. However, Niulang just turned around calmly, as if he had expected it.

Under the moonlight, a tall figure appeared in the field of vision. Even though it had transformed into a human form, it was still several feet tall, with broad shoulders and a thick waist. Its body was extremely strong and sturdy, covered with sparse black hair. Its face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and a pair of curved horns stood on its head, revealing its identity as a demon.

“Little ancestor.”

The bull demon called out as his big mouth opened, revealing two rows of thumb-sized teeth.

“Why do you call me like this again? You have been practicing for a thousand years, and I am just in my twenties. How can I deserve such a name? Just call me Erlang like your neighbors.” said Niulang.

“How can that be possible? Before my ancestor left, he specifically told me that you are his benefactor and his younger brother. The brother of my ancestor is naturally my younger ancestor.” The bull demon shook his head.

“You…” Niulang just mentioned it and didn’t correct it, “Why did you come so early today? At this time, you might be bumped into by someone.”

“What’s the big deal? They are all mortals. Who can hide from my eyes? If someone really bumps into me, it will just make me eat more meat,” the bull demon said disapprovingly. He looked at the cowherd again, and he immediately put on a flattering smile. “Besides, my little ancestor, I saw that you only ate a little at night, so I was afraid that you were hungry, so I thought of sending you food as soon as possible.”

As the Bull Demon spoke, he raised his other hand, holding a huge roasted leg of lamb in his palm. The leg of lamb was actually not small, but compared with his body shape, it looked like a toothpick.

“This lamb has been cultivated for a hundred years. My little demon just caught it today. I specially left the most delicious part for you. You are at the critical moment of forming the elixir. At this time, you need to eat and drink more. Lamb is nutritious and most suitable.”

“I know you don’t like eating raw meat, so I specially roasted it with pine branches. It’s a little cold now. I’ll light a fire later and roast it a little bit. The skin will be charred and the meat will be tender, and the flavor will come out immediately.” said the bull demon.

The cowherd said nothing more.

The man and the demon traveled together, and soon they arrived at the cowherd’s field. There was no one around, only gusts of cold wind in the wilderness. A bonfire was lit, and the bull demon was roasting a leg of lamb. The cowherd sat opposite him waiting.

The flames licked the lamb legs, and after just a few licks, fat began to drip down. The cowherd felt his mouth water as he watched, and he swallowed silently a few mouthfuls of saliva.

“Come here and bring me some food from home…” The cowherd diverted his attention.

“Don’t worry, little ancestor. I have arranged a good grandson to look after you. My grandson’s cultivation is almost at the level of a spiritual spirit. Now that your cultivation has been sealed by our ancestor, it’s more than enough to have him here.” said the Bull Demon.

“Better be careful.” Looking at the fragrant leg of lamb, Niulang swallowed back the words that were about to roll into his mouth. He just said that and then he was silent for a while, then asked, “What… happened today, did she… say anything?” “What can she say? It’s still the same as before. Grandma stayed in the room alone, not talking, and not seeing anyone. Once this woman makes up her mind, it is extremely difficult to change her!” said the Bull Demon.

The firelight danced on Niulang’s face, and his eyes flickered with the firelight.

“You continue to look after her tomorrow. I don’t want the previous accident to happen again. Also… after all, we already have a child. Maybe after a while she will come to her senses and change her mind…”

“Okay.” The bull demon didn’t comment. He took the leg of lamb from the fire and handed it to the cowherd.

Niulang reached out to take it, and tore into it with big mouthfuls. After a moment, only a large bare bone was left there. He felt a little bloated, and a breath rushed from his stomach straight to his head. Suddenly, he had an idea, and quickly took out a jade bottle, and a bright pill was poured out. He tilted his head back to swallow it, and then closed his eyes and meditated.

Is this… a breakthrough?
The cultivation progress is really fast. It has only been a short time since the Dan was formed.

The Bull Demon looked at the jade bottle that the Cowherd had casually thrown away on the ground, picked it up and put it away, suppressed the envy in his eyes, and obediently helped the Cowherd to protect the law.

Until midnight.

Suddenly, the air above Niulang’s head twisted for a moment, and it seemed as if an invisible wind was blowing around him. He opened his eyes and found that the aura had changed drastically compared to before.

Successful.

A look of joy appeared on the cowherd’s face.

“Congratulations, little ancestor. The achievement of inner elixir means you have truly stepped into the threshold of cultivation. At this rate, I’m afraid that in a few years, your cultivation will catch up with mine.” The Bull Demon congratulated.

“It’s all thanks to my brother who has given us so many resources.” Niulang said with a smile.

“The little ancestor is also extremely talented!” The Bull Demon agreed with Niulang’s words. As far as he knew, ever since Niulang learned the magic of storage, the Taurus Star Lord had given him a lot of good things. Even the innate spiritual objects that he had just used when he had just established his foundation and his soul had been prepared for him. But he said so.

“Let’s harvest some more wheat and then we’ll go back,” said the cowherd.

“It’s getting late, we can go now, as for harvesting wheat.” The bull demon suddenly waved his hand, and a wave of magic power was released, and the wheat waves in front of him fell one after another. He looked at the cowherd, “Little ancestor, is it enough to harvest so much in the middle of the night?”

“Brother specifically told us to use less magic power.” Niulang frowned and disposed of the leftover bones to avoid leaving any traces.

“It’s not daytime now, and those mortals are watching. Why would I not use my magic power? Are I really stupid enough to just swing my sickle and harvest until morning?” said the bull demon.

“It’s better to use less.” Niulang said, without saying anything else. It was obvious that he thought so in his heart. His eyes swept across the wheat that fell to the ground, his eyes were deep, resting, it was really addictive. A mortal busy for several days could not match the power of magic.

“Little ancestor, what do you think the ancestor is thinking?” The bull demon said, “He allows you to practice, but doesn’t allow you to use your magic power. Not allowing you to use your magic power is fine, but you can get all kinds of gold and pearls with just a flick of your finger. But you are not allowed to live a good life in the city, but have to stay in this mountain valley and farm with a bunch of peasants.” After a pause, the bull demon continued, somewhat puzzled, “I feel sorry for you. It’s not enough to pretend to be a farmer every day, but you have to act whenever you meet people. Will those words of ordinary people really be useful in the future?”

(End of this chapter)