"Oink!" Kang flicked his short tail and nudged Shi Hou's calf with his thick snout.
"People?"
Shi Hou understood the pig's speech and smacked his lips. "Boring."
He couldn't stew them, and they wouldn't drop blood qi value.
With a light flick of his toe, the Black Pot streaked toward his earlobe in a gray flash. He scooped Kang off the ground and draped him over his right shoulder. Retreating half a step, he pressed into a hollow in the rock wall, reined in his presence completely, and melted into the dark shadows.
A few breaths later.
Several figures strode in, silhouetted against the faint light at the cave entrance.
The woman leading them wore white, her skin fairer than snow, glowing with the soft luster of jade in the gloom. Her eyes were like autumn waters, her red lips lightly pursed. Behind her came an old woman leaning on a snake-headed cane, along with several young men in brocade robes.
The moment they entered, they all sucked in sharp breaths.
"What potent vital essence!"
The Blue-Robed Youth blurted it out, greedily inhaling the lingering fragrance in the air. "This must be precious medicine stewed from a pure-blooded ancient descendant! There's the scent of supreme-grade Spirit Fruit, too!"
The beauty in white surveyed their surroundings, her gaze passing over the rocks before settling on the center of the cavern.
A flat slab of bluestone.
A child in little beast-hide shorts lay sprawled across it. His left hand rubbed his round belly, while his right held a translucent beast bone, with which he leisurely picked his teeth.
Beside the little brat, a gray monkey lay with its belly exposed, imitating him as it picked between its teeth with a claw.
Farther to the side, a Unicorn covered in silver scales crunched