It was a large nest located halfway up a towering mountain, constructed from plant branches and even metal fragments.
To be honest.
Judging by the construction materials alone.
Ling Wuyuan felt that this thing was probably completely unsuitable for biological young to live in.
The reason was simple.
Those materials all had, more or less, some extremely sharp parts.
Even an adult could end up flayed bloody by them.
So animal young were out of the question.
Yet the juvenile golden condors hopping about inside the nest seemed entirely unaffected.
The various rather sharp metal ends could not pierce their outer skin at all.
Whenever the sharp parts of those metal ends scraped across their feathers, sparks would occasionally fly... as though metal were rubbing against metal.
And as the Mutated Golden Condor clutching Ji Lang drew ever closer to that nest.
The chicks, which somewhat resembled oversized chicks and could stand as high as an adult's waist, grew increasingly excited, as if whoever cried the loudest would get to eat first.
The next moment.
As the Mutated Golden Condor slowly landed inside the nest, it slowly placed the four people it had captured in the center of the nest.
It felt rather like casually scattering a handful of feed.
That dense stench of blood immediately made the chicks swarm forward, wanting to surround them and quickly begin feeding.
For the nine chicks.
While four adults were more than enough to give them all a full meal, the best and most delicious parts would naturally go to whoever bit down first.
Thus, they were naturally somewhat impatient.
Seeing this, the adult Mutated Golden Condor felt nothing was amiss. It merely found the situation perfectly normal and was even quite pleased that it did not need to feed them one by