Old Huang, I Need You to Help Me Cultivate

Inside his cave abode, Li Yang floats cross-legged in meditation, three flowers gathering above his head as wondrous visions unfold!

He suddenly opens his eyes and gives a lopsided grin.

“Old Huang, help me cultivate!”

Before the words have even left his mouth, a yellow gourd flies into his hand and lets out a pig-slaughtering scream:

“You little beast! I’m an old ancestor, and I’m too old to take this kind of… Owww! Go easy on me!”

[At first]

Li Yang thought he’d found an ancient master to guide him.

[Later]

He realized it was a “patient,” its core energy depleted and its body so fragile it would break at a touch.

So…

While other prodigies frantically absorbed spiritual energy, Li Yang searched the whole world for “supplements” for Old Huang:

“Quick, absorb this wisp of primordial chaos!”

While other protagonists fought over treasures in secret realms, Li Yang shoved the divine medicine he’d just acquired right into the gourd’s mouth:

“Quit talking and eat!”

As Old Huang sucked on the divine medicine, tears of gratitude streamed down his face.

“This is a disaster… I asked you to help me cultivate, not to raid the Demon Emperor’s lair!”

Li Yang grinned and shook the jade bottle in his hand.

“Give me a break. You’re drooling all over my hand. Come on, the next target!”