Days passed, and Jian Tongyao felt as though she had returned to the past, to those years when she and Seventh Sister trained in the Purple Demon Mountains. Every day, Seventh Sister went out at dawn and returned after nightfall, while she stayed in the cave preparing food for her, mostly magic beasts Seventh Sister had hunted.
This time, however, the responsibility had fallen to two gluttons.
"Ding Ding, don't snatch it."
"Ow, Lightning Mouse, stop scratching!"
"Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak!"
"Meanie."
A string of clinks and clanks from clashing claws rang through the cramped cave, occasionally punctuated by an ear-piercing scrape. Fragments tumbled off the stone walls as two swift figures collided in midair. Whenever that happened, Jian Tongyao slipped outside the cave and took the chance to get some fresh air.
"Little Lecher, will it really be all right for Seventh Sister to take all those people with her?"
"Better she takes them than leaves them here." Little Lecher climbed a large tree outside the cave, moving as swiftly as a monkey, and gazed into the distance for a while. "Two death seeds have erupted completely lately. The Purple Demon Mountains aren't very safe anymore, either. Ding Ding ran into a pack of living dead magic beasts while hunting yesterday. Luckily, it's not stupid enough to bring them back."
Jian Tongyao: "..."
Jian Tongyao said, "Ding Ding is very clever. Stop picking on it. If it hears you, it'll get angry."
Little Lecher shrugged helplessly. "It hasn't got time to bother with me right now. You, on the other hand, should focus on cultivating."
Jian Tongyao nodded lightly. "Understood."
By the time Lightning Mouse and Ding Ding finished fighting over the roast meat, half an hour had passed. Ding Ding burped and came running out, thoroughly satisfied,