Starting with the flesh-based stimulant

The colossal tree loomed through the air, blotting out the sun, and crashed viciously against the walls of Jincheng, sending up a cloud of yellow mist.

The entire city of Jin was trembling, as if it could not withstand such immense force and would be smashed and annihilated in the next second.

Two loud "bangs" were heard.

Initially, it was extremely subtle.

But no one can ignore this voice.

Like a heartbeat, slow, subtle, and barely perceptible.

At that moment, though it was so slight, it silenced everyone, making them freeze and listen to the heartbeat.

The peddler stopped baring his teeth, Qin Niangzi also had a cold face, and Bai the carpenter's hand holding the adze froze in mid-air.

It's Jin Cheng's heartbeat.

Jin Cheng's heart was pounding.

For a moment, Grandpa Momokawa, who was in mid-air, seemed a little panicked, but he forced himself to calm down and coughed lightly, breaking the silence of the entire room.

...But he's just a ball of skin, where did the cough come from?

He was clearly feeling guilty.

Zhou He pressed his hand against the brim of his hat and slowly exhaled.

It's getting more and more interesting.

As Grandpa Taochuan coughed, a long, drawn-out sigh rang out. No one knew where it came from; it simply appeared suddenly in their ears, echoing in the air.

"well--"

Grandpa Momokawa, suspended in mid-air, shrank into a ball, appearing much smaller, before gradually expanding, his face contorted with a ferocious expression.

"Jincheng, all I want is my basin!"

The sound still resounded throughout the heavens and earth, but it lacked the previous arrogance and domineering attitude.

"Brother Taochuan is right, but my Jincheng has accumulated its wealth over many years and cannot withstand much of a storm."

The mysterious voice spoke in a calm tone, and sounded rather friendly.

"What do you mean?"

Grandpa Taochuan pressed for answers, but no one responded.

For a moment, the entire city of Jincheng fell silent, with only the heavy breathing of Grandpa Taochuan.

"Master...Master Jincheng means that you should restrain your supernatural powers, as he has promised to let you take back the treasure basin."

On the ground, Bao Ze appeared out of nowhere, kneeling down and speaking humbly.

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Taochuan forced a smile:

"Brother, is that really true?"

No one responded to him.

But he seemed to have gleaned something from the silence, and his smile became somewhat dangerous:

"Brother, you still care about your Jincheng, so I'll listen to you. As for you..."

He lowered his head, looked at the peddler, and spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Today, you and your lover will die at your grandfather's hands."

With that, he suddenly waved his hand.

Wait, where did that hand come from?

Zhou He tried to recall, but couldn't remember when Grandpa Taochuan had grown hands and feet and stood in the field.

The hands and feet were different from the ones I saw last time. Last time, they were formed by the intertwining of poplar trees in a large forest, and they were huge and eerie.

At this moment, Grandpa Taochuan's hands and feet were not so huge, appearing to be the same height as an average person, but the strangeness was not diminished in the slightest.

He was completely naked, with two arms emerging from under the fleshy mass. He had no body; from each wrist, a long strip of skin was pulled out and attached to two legs, allowing him to stand on the ground.

Apart from that, it was completely empty.

Those two hands were enormous, as big as a human head.

Or rather, those were two heads, the faces of the two men in black he had seen in the birch forest before, right there in his palm, eyes closed, mouths open.

Zhou He felt a chill run through his body.

When?

I clearly saw one of them kneeling on the ground talking just now, without even blinking, and then that person was gone, turned into a hand?

He unconsciously pressed down on the brim of his hat, and in a moment of breath, he thought of another person.

No, it's another god.

Grandpa Zhang Gong.

Is this the profession of the Qiu God?

But in the middle of the battlefield, there wasn't much time for him to think.

Grandpa Taochuan let out a sinister laugh, said nothing more, and swung his hand towards the peddler.

A simple, unadorned wave.

Yet it caused the space itself to subtly distort, demonstrating just how powerful it was.

A wisp of incense smoke filled the air as he waved his hand.

No sooner said than done, the hand was already in front of the peddler, the bag in the palm of his hand opened wide and bit down hard.

"Hey, old man, you're really heartless. It takes a long time to raise two bastards."

The peddler smiled, holding an umbrella in his hand, the umbrella surface of which was colorful.

"Kite"

With a thud, Grandpa Taochuan's hand collided with the umbrella, making a sound, but the peddler was unharmed and was still muttering to himself:

"These past few years have been so comfortable, how come you've lost all your strength? Should we buy some fertilizer? I'll deliver it to Taochuan Village tomorrow."

How could Grandpa Taochuan withstand such provocation?

Without saying much, he stood still, drew his bow with both hands, and whipped up a gust of wind, smashing the peddler and his cart behind him with each blow as if to shatter the earth.

But the peddler's umbrella remained unmoved, turning the deadly giant hand into something that seemed to be flirting.

"Grandpa Taochuan, stop playing around. This wild donkey is up to no good."

The white carpenter spoke, raising his adze and muttering incantations:

"What a wonderful item! Listen to what the carpenter says:"

Making you is a good job, using you is a way to make a living;

"If it sees ironwood, it can be ground to dust; if it sees a human head, it can be cut down to bone."

"Zzzzt!"

With a crisp sound, the adze drew a straight line in the air, neither moving very fast nor getting any closer.

The peddler's already short hair fell out in an instant.

It still had some blood droplets on it.

They even shaved off his scalp!

"Carpenter, do you think I'm blind?"

Qin Niangzi snorted coldly, flicked her water sleeves, and slapped the carpenter's hand with a "smack".

The carpenter abruptly pulled his hand back, almost dropping the adze he was holding.

"Madam Qin, I thought you would make your move later."

Without saying another word, Bai the carpenter turned his adze around and began to shave Qin Niangzi.

"Don't touch me, you dirty thing."

With a flick of her water sleeves, Lady White Snake could make the adze change direction with every touch, even though the object was extremely light and soft.

Grandpa Taochuan also got anxious at this point. He stopped standing still and started to act. Instead, he withdrew his two giant hands, grabbed his own legs, and pressed them down.

The asphalt surface cracked, and two large pits appeared, but he continued to exert force.

If you sink any deeper, the yellow soil beneath the surface will be exposed.

With his feet buried in the yellow soil, Grandpa Taochuan looked much shorter.

The smell of incense in the air grew stronger and stronger.

Seeing an opportunity, the peddler frantically rummaged through his cart, searching for items while muttering to himself:

"Oh my good old man, you're so old, how can you still be so magnanimous? My tree, I put it here yesterday."

Grandpa Taochuan snorted coldly, raised his hands high, and made a hand seal, as if he were holding something:

"Stop yelling, Grandpa won't play with you anymore—Grandpa will treat you to a peach!"

He sprouted hundreds or even thousands of peaches from his hands without any roots, each one round, plump, and pink.

Then, on each of those peaches, a tiny mouth sprouted, giggling and laughing, as they jumped off Grandpa Taochuan's hands and rolled gurglingly toward the peddler.

When they got close, they opened their little mouths and bit the peddler, not caring whether they bit his clothes or his flesh.

They looked exactly like a group of pink, round ants.

The peddler was quickly submerged, screaming in agony:

"Oh dear! I'm going to be eaten—Grandpa Taochuan, let's make a deal. I'll use my good body as fertilizer for your trees, what do you want?"