Purple Jade Mountain, Green Bamboo Forest.
Several large and small Rollings roared and cursed toward the edge of the bamboo grove.
Outside the grove, Little Thunder Beast carried the adorable beast Bai Ze as it raced across the lake. Its long mane and flowing, furry tail rose and fell with its strides, arcs of lightning flickering over them.
Little Thunder Beast had something in its mouth, chewing it like a weasel that had stolen a chicken.
Bai Ze chuckled. "How is it? Tasty, right?"
Little Thunder Beast nodded repeatedly, gesturing at Bai Ze. "Should we come again tomorrow?"
Bai Ze coughed lightly. "No! Golden Thunder Bamboo grows slowly. It took great effort for a few Golden Thunder Shoots to grow. We should wait until they get a little bigger before coming back! Besides, we have to leave a few behind. Otherwise, that patch of Golden Thunder Bamboo won't grow anymore, and you won't have anything to eat."
Although that Golden Thunder Bamboo had once been uprooted by Little Moon Spirit and given to Fuxi, new Golden Thunder Bamboo had gradually sprouted afterward. Two or three dozen Epochs had now passed, and the patch had grown into a small grove, currently occupied by the entire Rolling family.
After Houtu had tossed the large and small Rollings into this bamboo grove, they had made their home here and gradually multiplied into a small clan. There was now a whole group of Rollings.
The Rollings regarded this bamboo sea as their territory, so naturally they had no friendly expressions for intruders who ran into their home to steal things. Unfortunately, their cultivation was lacking, and they could not defeat these two little "thieves" stealing their shoots. They could only beat their chests, roar furiously, and curse.
Knowing that they were pets raised by