Huodou were born with the ability to eat fire.
They fed on it and grew stronger.
Three-Prong had kept fire-breathing two-legged beasts penned up for ages, feasting on Samadhi True Fire every day. He had long believed himself accustomed to this kind of flame.
But he had never imagined that one Samadhi True Fire could be so different from another. He knew his own cook was a half-baked talent, but he hadn't known he was this half-baked.
They were clearly fires of the same origin, yet the instant he swallowed a mouthful, the sensation was worlds apart!
He stood in front of the cook, who was bravely drawing his sword. Eager to show off, he opened his jaws with a fearsome air and swallowed half the sea of flames in one gulp.
But to his surprise, the true fire immediately began rebelling inside him. He couldn't digest it in time, and it started burning him from within, nearly incinerating his body and soul.
At that moment, the cook charged forward again, holding him tight without a thought for his own safety.
He absorbed the flames from Three-Prong's body, easing his pain and saving his life.
And Three-Prong was still biting down on the cook's arm, his fangs sunk deep into the flesh...
He unconsciously loosened his jaws.
An indescribable emotion welled up in him, something he had never felt in his long life.
He had thought the cook had betrayed him in the midst of battle to curry favor with Bi Fang. But now it was clear that the cook's surrender had been a ruse... It was only because he himself had been so badly injured that the cook had been forced to abandon the plan and turn back to save him.
He watched the cook's face twist in agony