"Time to eat!"
"Come out, everyone! Hurry, hurry! If you're late, there won't be anything left!"
"Wait for me! I haven't had a full meal in three years. Is this one big? Will there be enough to eat?"
"Woohoo, finally, dinner! I'm so happy!"
With the Xuanwu Shield in one hand and the Purple Spirit Ring in the other, Chen Lin warily watched the little figures that had abruptly appeared around him.
These little beings had appeared without warning. Even though he had been continuously scanning his surroundings with his divine sense as he flew, he had sensed nothing at all.
"What are you things, and why are you blocking my way?"
Chen Lin spoke in a low voice while assessing the situation.
There were seven little figures in total, each only about two feet tall, plump like a nascent soul.
All seven were brimming with evil qi. As their mouths opened and closed, they revealed teeth as sharp as saw blades, and they wore strange outfits.
"Hahaha, excellent, excellent! Big and fat enough! Looks like we'll finally eat our fill today!"
"I think such a fine ingredient ought to be steamed!"
"No, I suggest braising!"
"I think sashimi would be better. Just look at how firm that skin is-you can tell it'll be nice and chewy!"
The little figures paid Chen Lin no attention whatsoever. They bobbed their heads, appraised him, and debated how to prepare their meal.
A sharp gleam flashed through Chen Lin's eyes. "How about this? Since you can't agree, don't eat me. Let me eat you instead."
"How dare you!"
"Insolence!"
"An ingredient dares spout such outrageous nonsense!"
The little figures instantly flew into a rage, but Chen Lin struck first. With a wave of his hand, thunder rolled across the sky, and countless rays