The Scapegoat

"Can the Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Marrow help you improve your cultivation?"

Looking at the Snow Feather Ice Sparrow, Chen Changming took out another piece of Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Marrow.

If the Snow Feather Ice Sparrow could improve its cultivation with the Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Marrow, he'd have a better chance of dealing with Jiang Lingyin in the future. Even if he couldn't beat her, he could escape on the Snow Feather Ice Sparrow.

"Master, is this Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Marrow?"

The Snow Feather Ice Sparrow came closer and sniffed it, its expression utterly enraptured. "Give me a little more, and maybe I can improve."

Chen Changming's eye twitched.

A little more? Did it think this stuff grew everywhere, like wild grass?

But thinking of how the Snow Feather Ice Sparrow could evolve, he steeled himself and took out ten pieces of Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Marrow at once.

The Snow Feather Ice Sparrow's eyes immediately lit up.

It cheered, opened its enormous beak, and swallowed the Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Marrow with a powerful pull. Then, still wanting more, it said, "Master, that wasn't enough. Could I have some more?"

"Sure."

Chen Changming sighed and took out another ten pieces.

The Snow Feather Ice Sparrow swallowed them all in one go.

"Still not enough. Just a little more and I'll be full."

The Snow Feather Ice Sparrow licked its beak and gazed at Chen Changming pleadingly.

Chen Changming could only take out another ten pieces of Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Marrow and feed them to the Snow Feather Ice Sparrow.

"Just a little short. Five pieces should do it,"

the Snow Feather Ice Sparrow said again.

What?

It was still short five pieces?

Chen Changming's heart bled. The Snow Feather Ice Sparrow had eaten more than thirty pieces already, and it still wasn't full.

Chen Changming gritted his teeth and