A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Huang Da and his friends have been ecstatic these past few days.

I spent half a year working hard to gather enough materials to start a furnace, but the few pills I produced weren't even enough to fill the little brat's teeth.

But now?

Hey!

Those top-quality alchemy materials were jumping into their alchemy furnaces like they were lining up to get their lunch boxes!

Sato is such a practical guy; every time he goes out, he brings back a whole car full of "materials," as if he's afraid the three of them won't have enough.

Huang Da sometimes felt disoriented, wondering if he was the one killing people to refine pills, or if Sato was delivering the goods to their door.

In just a few days, the little girl's originally skinny body has visibly become plump under her cute loli appearance.

If Ji Zuodao hadn't helped adjust the size of the skin, the little cub's outer layer of skin would have almost burst.

"Master Dao, aren't we being a bit too flamboyant?"

Huang Da squatted beside the alchemy furnace, throwing materials into it while cautiously glancing at Ji Zuodao, his expression as if he had done something wrong.

"We wiped out all the men that kid brought with him, leaving him nothing but scraps. Even a pig should have figured things out by now, right? Do you think that Sato guy has already realized something and is preparing to mess with us?"

Huang Da's tone carried a hint of worry.

There's nothing I can do, things have just been going too smoothly these past few days.

Everything went extremely smoothly.

It made him feel uneasy.

Back in the Han Dynasty, the three of them lived in constant fear and trepidation.

Even going out requires checking if it's an auspicious day.

Even refining elixirs requires finding a secluded mountain cave in the middle of nowhere, for fear of being discovered.

But what about everyday life?

They openly murdered people and brazenly refined elixirs. The scions of noble families lined up to jump into their furnaces, as if they were rushing to be reincarnated.

Sometimes Huang Da would wake up in the middle of the night and pinch himself to see if he was dreaming.

This is so unrealistic!

He even wondered if he had fallen into some kind of pig butchering scam, with someone sharpening their knives and waiting to fleece them.

"You overestimate that kid Sato."

Ji Zuodao waved his hand casually.

"You saw the Onmyoji in 'Little Days' yourself; his skill level is just so-so. Otherwise, how could he have been so easily fooled by the three of you?"

"They have some brains, but not many. It's like a cell phone; you can say it's smart, it can do a lot of things for you; you can say it's not smart, sometimes it can't even understand the simplest command."

"Sato is the kind of person who seems smart, but is actually just average."

Ji Zuodao's words came from the bottom of his heart.

After learning about it these past few days, he's really seen things for himself.

Honestly, if all the investigators at the 749 Bureau of the Great Han Dynasty were at the level of a lowly Yin-Yang Master, then evil cultivators would have long since taken over and been defecating on the head of the 749 Bureau.

Similarly, if all the evil cultivators in the Great Han Dynasty were at the level of the Lesser Days Evil Cultivators, they would have been captured and protected by Bureau 749 long ago, lest they be accidentally wiped out.

It's not that Ji Zuodao doesn't want to value it, it's just that he's lost interest.

It turns out that the game in the Great Han is in Nightmare Mode, where there are powerful figures everywhere, and you have to be careful when you go out, for fear of stepping on some landmine.

But when I went to the "simple life" section, wow, it switched directly to "easy mode".

What's so great about that?

It's like a boxing match. You think your opponent is Taro, or even Tyson if all else fails, but when you get on the stage, you find a little girl with pigtails standing opposite you, holding a lollipop.

Isn't this just plain ridiculous?

Still not aware?

Sato now truly treats him like a father.

That's exactly what happened.

Sato would rather suspect himself of being an undercover agent than suspect Himezado.

How could my own godfather be an undercover agent?

They risked their lives to help him!

Every time Ji Zado tells Sato's fortune, he coughs up a lot of blood, coughing up blood as if it were free.

According to the Han dynasty, this is called revealing heavenly secrets, which will incur divine punishment.

Sato burst into tears right then and there, tears streaming down his face.

Even his own father has never treated him this well!

What is a father?

This is a real dad!

As for that biological father, get out of here, we're not close, stay away, so my mom can take his place.

Sato had even started thinking about whether he should revise the family genealogy after this was over and put Himezado's name first.

……

"So, stop overthinking things. Don't you trust me to handle things?"

"You three are used to being bullied by the Han people. Once bitten, twice shy. Now that you're here in Xiao Ri Zi, you're like frightened birds, scared by the slightest disturbance."

"Don't you guys even realize that these 'little people' are fundamentally inferior to us? To put it bluntly, their Yin-Yang techniques are just the superficial stuff they learned from the Han Dynasty. They only picked up the surface skills and didn't grasp the essence at all. It's like a knock-off; it looks pretty good, but you'll know the difference when you actually use it."

"Go ahead and do whatever you want, I'll take care of anything that goes wrong."

Hearing this, Huang Da felt much more at ease.

That's true, with the Taoist priest here to keep things under control, what are they afraid of?

Who is Dao Ye?

That's the kind of guy who would even wipe out his own family. What kind of trouble could a mere nobody possibly cause?

"By the way, where's the little brat?"

Ji Zuodao suddenly remembered something, looked around, but didn't see that familiar little figure.

"Oh, that kid."

Huang Da pointed behind the alchemy furnace, "It's over there."

Ji Zuodao peeked out and saw the little brat squatting behind the alchemy furnace, holding a bone stick he had picked up from somewhere, gesturing wildly and muttering incantations.

"Behold my secret technique of the White Bone Contemplation—the White Bone Asura Body!"

"Behold my Taoist master's secret technique—the art of great deception!"

Ji Zuodao's lips twitched.

This little rascal has learned quite a few things.

"Can't you teach him something good?"

Ji Zuodao turned his head and glared at Huang Da with annoyance.

Huang Da looked completely innocent: "Master Dao, everything we teach is good! The White Bone Observation Secret Technique is our ancestral secret art! Deceiving people is your specialty! Look at you, Sato is almost being fooled into submission by you."

Ji Zuodao opened his mouth, and realized that he had taught him everything.

He took a deep breath and decided to change the subject.

"Hey, how's the quality of the pills you've been refining lately?"

Huang Da gets all excited whenever this is mentioned.

"Master Dao, you must say, the quality of these young people is truly remarkable! Although each one can't compare to the Qi cultivators of the Han Dynasty, their sheer numbers make up for it! Moreover, those scions of noble families have been immersed in various spiritual herbs since childhood, giving them a strong foundation. The pills they refine are of a much higher quality than those we used to refine!"

As Huang Da spoke, he took out a jade bottle from his pocket and handed it to Ji Zuodao.

"Master Dao, take a look. This is something we just refined yesterday, using materials from a collateral elder of the Sato family. That old man's cultivation isn't anything special, but he's old enough to make up for it; he's accumulated a lot of essence, and the pills he refines are incredibly plump!"

Ji Zuodao took the jade bottle, opened the lid, and smelled it.

A rich medicinal aroma wafted over, tinged with a faint smell of blood.

"Hmm, not bad, you've improved."

"At this rate, it won't be long before the little brat breaks through to the Spirit Palace Realm."