Little Monster

She had Da Zhuang buy her time while she used the Heart of Black Flame to rapidly secrete black flame.

Then she wrapped herself and the crow in black flame.

As the black smoke enveloped them, Da Zhuang and the crow gradually lost all five senses. After crying out a few times, they fell completely silent.

Gu Shishi had said that being wrapped in black flame would cause one to lose all five senses. She hadn't been lying.

At that moment, she felt around and found Da Zhuang's claw. It had a pulse and was scorching hot—it was alive.

Yet the claw was limp and utterly strengthless, just like when he was normally fast asleep.

She yanked out a tuft of fur, but Da Zhuang's claw still showed no reaction.

What she couldn't understand was why she could still feel and hear everything. Aside from the increased activity of the fire seed inside her, she didn't seem to have been affected much.

The black, viscous substance was gradually forced outward from within, forming a long "branch." Then the tip of the branch was picked open, revealing a pale finger.

The finger twisted left and right, widening the opening until it was the size of a quail egg.

Then the finger withdrew, and a pitch-black eye appeared inside the hole.

That eye kept watching the outside through the ruined wall, swiveling left and right.

She watched monster after monster pass along the road outside, yet not a single one stopped at the doorway.

"Li... li..."

A particularly sluggish little monster suddenly climbed over the low wall and entered, sniffing around curiously.

The eye followed the monster's body from side to side.

This little monster was truly slow, moving like a sloth.

It took it ages to climb over a low wall