When we heard a sudden rustling from the bushes to one side, we turned to look.
Before long, we caught a whiff of sour stench.
Then, a Yellow Weasel with white whiskers burst out of the bushes.
Its body was long and slender, and the moment it appeared, it stood upright.
Its pair of dim green eyes stared motionlessly at Black Stone Peak beneath the moonlight.
But that was not all. Less than three seconds after the Yellow Weasel appeared, an old fox darted out from the bushes across from it.
After appearing, the fox paced back and forth while staring at Black Stone Peak, its nose constantly making snuffling sounds.
Not only that, the snake in the bushes to our left, flicking its tongue, also crawled out at that moment.
It was a large black snake, its black scales gleaming, as thick as a calf.
After slithering out of the bushes, it too came before Black Stone Peak, raised its head, and stared at it without moving.
A Yellow Weasel, a fox, and a snake.
Each of them gave off a faint demonic aura, but it was not particularly strong.
It felt as though these three beasts were merely ordinary minor demons, not much of a threat.
Yet my master frowned deeply, his face grave.
Clearly, these three beasts were not as ordinary as they seemed. We had to deal with them carefully.
Zhang Yuchen and I remained ready at all times, prepared to strike whenever necessary.
But for some reason, Master showed no intention of making a move.
So we could only remain hidden in the bushes and watch without moving.
The three demons circled the great black stone, inspecting it. Then the fox let out several "yip yip yip" cries.
As soon as the fox finished crying,