Do You Want to Sleep with Me?

At the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's dining table, six Gugas were eating with their heads down.

Over a hundred dishes covered the long table, plates stacked in layer upon layer. Dark Gold Guga held a chicken leg in one hand and a piece of braised pork in the other, his cheeks bulging like two balls. His mouth never stopped moving. Guga stood swaying on a chair, wielding his chopsticks at lightning speed. The empty plates before him piled up before their eyes, and he wore a smug little look as he ate to his heart's content. The other Gugas were no less busy, all buried in their food.

Gu Rong watched from the side, dumbstruck. He could not resist poking Dark Gold Guga's belly. "How can these little fellows eat so much when they're so small? Where does all that food go?"

Dark Gold Guga was gnawing on a chicken wing. At the poke, he turned and gave Gu Rong a displeased look. "Don't touch me, Guga! I'm eating, Guga!" Then he turned back to his wing, with no time to spare for him.

Gu Rong laughed and looked at the other Gugas. Every one of them had their head down, eating. Not a single one paid him any attention.

Chen Xin sat beside Ning Fengzhi without lifting his chopsticks, simply watching the Gugas eat. He had lived more than half his life and seen all manner of strange Martial Souls. He had even heard of External Martial Souls. But the pig Yu Xiaogang had awakened back then could, at most, root around in the mud and fart. When had one ever eaten like this?

Ning Fengzhi was both amused and astonished. Looking at the stacks of empty plates, he could not help asking Lin Yuan, "Have they... always