Jiaoqiu forced a smile with difficulty.
"Truly a myth with a distinctly Buli Ren flavor..."
Huo Lei crossed his arms.
"The Arbor is also an absurd myth."
"But you Xianzhou people understand that it is real."
"This Heart Moon has beaten in the bodies of Buli war chiefs generation after generation because the Buli Ren ritual for deciding a war chief is precisely for the successor to split open the previous war chief's chest, eat this divine flesh, and let the strong possess it!"
"Wait." Yan Huan raised his hand once more.
"Since it's eaten, does it need to be chewed? Can biological teeth bite through a creation of that magnitude?"
"Even if they can bite through it, sliding down the throat, isn't the final destination the stomach?"
"The progenitor Dulan used it by replacing his heart, so there was only one heart, but Boss, can your method of swallowing really replace it? Where would the original heart go then?"
"Is something wrong with you!" Modu pulled Gao Bu out of his pocket and wrapped it around Yan Huan's mouth, circle after circle.
"They already said it's divine power, where do all these scientific questions come from!"
Huo Lei glanced calmly at Jiaoqiu.
"'Devouring', this is the truth by which life is able to continue and thrive."
"It condenses the life essence of the prey we devour, and also makes us grow stronger and stronger."
"Having suffered punishment for seven hundred years, I once thought all hope was lost. But now, this round of heart has beaten once again."
"Well, it's your turn to tell me... everything about that Sky-Hitting General."
Meanwhile, atop the high wall outside the courtyard, a man dressed in night-walker attire slowly poked his head out.
Jiaoqiu... I've found you.
Elsewhere.
Several hours ago.
Within