邪神之道 B1

Uncle

As there are no printing presses in this world Ye Gui Feng naturally has to write down the stories that he had told under the guise of Lu-yeye by hand.

It was quite a tedious process and it does make one's hand cramp up with sores from holding up an ink brush.

A full month went by within the tedious workload and the result is a stack of 150 scrolls.

Between writing the books and handing them off to Yao Lei Yun to sell to the stores in town Ye Gui Feng also spends some time thinking about what to do for his next project.

Although taking money into consideration Ye Gui Feng most likely won't start on anything anytime. But more so than that is the fact that he currently lacks good materials to use.

"Emperor Du Lou is made up of at least ten different beast parts... As for my next Jiangshi... I think I want to try out a true beast type. But the problem is trying to find a beast that's suitable..."

Ye Gui Feng sat in front of a low table with a brush between his upper lips and nose.

Thinking about an image of what to create Ye Gui Feng needed a beast with a powerful body to be used as a foundation to work with. Preferably a beast that already has a high cultivation base so he won't need to repeat what he did with Emperor Du Lou.

Although he could go back to the Savage Beast Mountain again Ye Gui Feng didn't feel all that confident about it. It should be noted that if he isn't careful he'll be surrounded by more than just two beasts in the lower regions.

With how inexperienced he is Ye Gui Feng didn't think that was the best course of action to take. However-

"*Sigh* no pain, no gain, I'll go take a look after my house arrest is over."

With three months to go Ye Gui Feng felt bored out of his mind as he rests the brush down and falls back.

"Ah so bored... Isn't there anything interesting to do?"

As he is thinking of that Yao Lei Yun arrives.

"Young master good news your house arrest is over."

"What?"

Ye Gui Feng quickly sits up and turns around.

"Seriously why? Not that I mind but..."

According to Ye Gui Feng's common sense of logic there's no way something this good won't come with something that's just as bad.

"Uh you need to meet with the clan chief about that."

"Oh?"

Walking out of the courtyard dressed in a stiff set of black robes Ye Gui Feng stretches his arms before walking onto the roads of Mount Zhu Tian.

"Greetings senior cousin Xieshen."

"Greetings young master Xie."

Ye Gui Feng happily walks through the road but he quickly realizes that the respects that he is shown is more influenced by the factors of fear.

Inwardly Ye Gui Feng sighs. It was somewhat depressing in how when he smiles back or waves to the people that greets him it only makes them want to take a step back in fright.

(*Sigh* I suppose here in the Yao family it's a lot better to just maintain a cold and noble disposition.)

Ye Gui Feng was far more used to being able to act casually in the Burial Grounds Sect with everyone else.

Although that only goes up to the inner sect disciples as Ye Gui Feng has never had that much interactions with the Crowned Disciples of the sect outside of Long Huangrong.