There was certainly something strange going on.
Seeing that the Qitian Demon King was unlikely to strike again at random, Ye Qingyun felt a slight sense of relief. He picked up a shovel, scooped up the pile on the ground, and buried it in the vegetable patch within his courtyard. Since this was the excrement of a Demon King, it must be packed with immense essence; the vegetables grown from it would undoubtedly be incredibly robust. Ye Qingyun was a thrifty person, so he naturally wouldn’t let it go to waste.
"Why are you shoveling my dung?" the Qitian Demon King asked, bewildered.
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