Zhai Zhu

My grandfather is very eccentric, performing daily rituals of offering incense to himself, standing in front of his own spirit tablet and eating candles.
Villagers are fearful of my grandfather.
I am fearful of him too.
Later, I discovered that what they were afraid of was not my grandfather, but me.
Even grandfather is afraid of me.
...
My name is Chen Shi.
The Chen of honesty, the Shi of sincerity.

Above the Great Dao

The Demon Transformation this time revealed inconsistencies everywhere.


First was Zen Master Ku, who had transformed from a corpse into a demon. Then, the days of the Demon Transformation shortened, and now the Demon Transformation has disappeared, leaving only the gold-bodied Buddha sitting in the center of the city, with a huge mushroom head atop its form.


The green-robed Musician looked at the gold-bodied Buddha, a wary expression on his face.


Even he did not dare to lightly provoke a mature demon.


The demon seed took root and sprouted, absorbing all the nutrients.


In the city, the eyes of all the Independents also focused on the gold-bodied Buddha, with eager gazes.


A mature demon was, for them, a rare object, worthy of collection and research.


Making a move at this time could easily make one the target of many, resulting in attacks from others.


Chapter 171 The Demon Is Like a Dream