This immortal was clearly ordinary, yet he was unusually confident.

As the head of the village, Mu Dazhuang's family was naturally one of the wealthiest in the village, owning two oxen and a relatively spacious cowshed.

Mu Dazhuang carefully led Niu Daben to the cowshed and respectfully opened the door for him.

"Great Immortal, we are truly sorry to trouble you! Why don't we find another place? Look, this shed hasn't been cleaned yet, it's all filthy."

"It's alright, this place is quite nice, and besides, I'm not a permanent resident."

Niu Daben glanced around the shed, then looked at the other two oxen, and casually found a dry and spacious corner to lie down.

"Go ahead, if that evil spirit comes again, I'll make sure he never returns!"

"Yes, yes, please rest well, Great Immortal. I'll take my leave now."

Mu Dazhuang walked out of the cowshed with a big smile on his face, gently closed the door, and went straight to the other side of the village.

The houses here are relatively simple, and two of the family's farmhands live in them.

They are usually responsible for feeding the livestock, but now that such a powerful figure is living in their home, they have to inform them in advance.

The sky was gradually brightening, and soon the two farmhands would get up.

Mu Dazhuang wanted to kick the door open, but then he thought that making too much noise would disturb the bull demon and upset it.

Anyway, he wasn't sleepy, so he decided to wait and think about what to do next.

Not long after, a noise came from inside the house.

Mu Dazhuang knew they were already up, so he quickly knocked on the door twice.

"Ban'er, Dun'er, it's me. Open the door, I have something to tell you."

"Who is it? Coming, coming!"

A moment later, a thin farmhand opened the door, still half asleep.

He opened the door and immediately perked up, taking a step back.

"Oh, it's young master! What brings you here so early..."

Mu Dazhuang strode into the house, pulled up a stool and sat down, pointing to another farmhand who was still getting dressed:

"Dun'er, come here quickly, I have something urgent to tell you."

The burly man called "Dun'er" quickly came over and said with a grin:

"Young Master, what are your orders?"

Mu Dazhuang glanced at the two of them, sighed, and said:

"You all know about what happened between Gouzi and Shuanzi a few days ago, right?"

The two men nodded repeatedly, referring to the plank and the stump.

"Of course I know. Everyone says it was caused by an evil spirit that took his life. Now people outside are saying that our village is haunted!"

Mu Dazhuang slapped his thigh, glanced around warily, and then whispered:

"Yes, who knows who will be next? But you two are lucky. I invited a shaman from outside. With him around, our house is safe."

Both the wooden plank and the wooden block paused for a moment.

"A magician? Young master, don't be fooled..."

Mu Dazhuang had anticipated their reaction and waved his hand to interrupt:

"Am I stupid? Can't I tell the difference between what's real and what's fake? Let me tell you, that 'immortal' isn't human, he's a monster!"

Mudun was timid from a young age, and upon hearing this, he immediately shrank back.

"Young...Young Master, you're not...you're joking, are you?"

Mu Dazhuang snorted and said irritably:

"You son of a bitch! To tell you the truth, that... that evil spirit came last night. If it weren't for it, I would have been killed by that evil spirit!"

The wooden board glared at the wooden stump, glanced cautiously around, and lowered its voice to say:

"Of course we believe in you, young master, but where is that demon... where is the great immortal now?"

"I came here to tell you this. The Great Immortal's true form is a cow, and it's currently in the cowshed at the back. You must not disturb it. It will leave after dealing with that evil spirit. You must take good care of it during this time, as our survival depends entirely on it."

"Young master is right, we will certainly serve you well, but what about the master?"

"Don't worry about the old man for now. When is he going to the cowshed? You two keep an eye on things. I'll talk to him after this is over."

After giving his instructions, Mu Dazhuang breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't slept all night and was exhausted, so he suddenly felt sleepy.

"I need to go back to my room and sleep for a while. Don't call me for dinner later."

Mu Dazhuang stood up and had just stepped out the door when he heard Mu Dun say:

"Young master, Great Immortal... what does it eat?"

"Huh?" Mu Dazhuang was taken aback.

The wooden stump scratched its head and said:

"I was thinking that I should go feed those two cows later. The Cow God is in the shed too, and I can't let the God go hungry."

Mu Dazhuang slapped his forehead. Why didn't he ask about this earlier? Who the hell knows what monsters eat?

"Well, you can ask the fortune teller later. He's very easy to talk to and won't make things difficult for you."

"This……"

"Yes, young master, we understand."

The wooden board tapped the wooden block, giving him a look to keep quiet, and then watched Mu Dazhuang leave.

Cowshed.

Niu Daben lay quietly on the ground, his thoughts drifting far away. He had only been gone a short while, but he already missed Peach Blossom Courtyard and everyone there.

Where is the Lord?

Are Qianqian and the others alright?

Did you see the marks you left?

……

Niu Daben's thoughts were drifting when he suddenly felt a heavy footstep.

Turning its head, it saw two other cows slowly approaching it.

Just as Niu Daben was wondering what was going on, one of the cows suddenly used its horns to butt the other cow, and the other cow, not to be outdone, immediately butted back.

The two cows started fighting.

Niu Daben shook his head. The outside world was indeed not peaceful, with conflicts everywhere. Peach Blossom Courtyard was still the best.

"Noisy!"

Niu Daben snorted, releasing an aura that immediately frightened the two bulls into kneeling on the ground, abandoning all will to fight.

This cow is beautiful, but she's not someone to mess with!

Niu Daben lowered his breathing, and the rooster, which had been crowing halfway through, continued to crow, but its voice was noticeably softer.

On the other side, Mu Dongmei breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the bull demon had not caught up, and slowly stopped her escape light.

Although this escape technique is exquisite, it consumes too much energy. If I persist any longer, my soul will not be able to withstand it.

Is this what a cultivator is like?

No wonder Mu Dazhuang and his gang went to great lengths to obtain their family's treasure. If they had the chance to become immortals, who wouldn't be tempted?

If a mere remnant soul could achieve this, how carefree and exhilarating it would be for a true cultivator!

Thinking of this, Mu Dongmei couldn't help but feel a sense of longing.

Although he was persecuted to death, he also embarked on the path of cultivation by a twist of fate.

He focused his mind, and those secret techniques resurfaced.

If I could master it all, I could be considered a cultivator, even if I cultivated the path of demons.

By then, even the bull demon wouldn't be able to stop him!