Misty Sect.
Seven days had passed since that great battle.
Ye Feng was lying on his side in a bamboo chair, watching Pig San Pang graze on the grass. To his amusement, he found the pig had transformed into a human form but had somehow retained a large pig's head.
Giggles! Giggles!
Pig San Pang lay on the ground, his bottom high in the air, ceaselessly nibbling on the spirit grass atop Misty Peak, growing fatter by the minute. His round and plump body must have weighed at least three hundred pounds.
He was completely oblivious to Ye Feng behind him.
"Ah, the grass on the peak is so delicious!"
As Pig San Pang munched on the spirit grass, drool pooled from his mouth. By now, he had grown into a Demon Emperor of the Void Break Realm Level. Even a mere droplet of his drool provided a massive boost of nutrients to the grass of the peak.
The grass he had eaten quickly grew back, healthier and lusher than before.
"Is it really that tasty?"
