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As Yan Qingyang thought about Mu Tianhe, she suddenly felt her hand warm. She looked down and saw the little white beast licking her hand. Its round, dark eyes were wet with begging.

It seems like it wants to eat stew.

Since there was nothing to do, Yan Qingyang caught a few more fish and stewed some for the small white beast as well.

The little fish was quickly stewed. The little white beast was happily guarding by his side, its tail wagging rapidly. This made Yan Qingyang feel as if it were a small dog!

The little fish was done cooking, and the fragrance was strong. The little snake in the pond couldn't take it anymore and jumped out with its wounds on. It stared at the little fish and drooled.

Yan Qingyang knew that the little snake had previously eaten small fish as well.

For some reason, this little white dog liked to eat little fish.

Yan Qingyang split up the fish in the wok. The small white beast and the little snake each got two, leaving the remaining one for Yan Qingyang to taste.

When she finished eating, she suddenly felt a dense spirit energy surging from her dantian. She instantly understood why they all liked to eat fish.

This little fish contained more spirit energy than the spirit fruit, so eating it would be beneficial for cultivation.

The small white beast and the small snake were both demonic beasts, so of course they also liked this kind of thing that contained spiritual energy.

After eating the little fish, the little snake shrunk back into the water while the little white beast slept beside Yan Qingyang.

Yan Qingyang also hurriedly sat down cross-legged to cultivate.

In the coming days, Yan Qingyang became even busier. Other than picking fruits, cultivating, and finding an exit, he also had to stew two pots of fish a day for Mu Tianhe and the two little demonic beasts to eat.

The two of them got along more and more happily as the little snake almost stopped fighting with Yan Qingyang.

Yan Qingyang had given them their names. The small white beast rolled around like a ball of white rice. It was called the rice ball, and the little snake was called Little Silver.

Now, he went out for a run in the morning and came over for some fish at noon. After he finished eating, he started to sleep next to Yan Qingyang.

One day, when Yan Qingyang had just finished cultivating, he suddenly saw Mi Mi running out from the bushes. Mi Mi was wailing in grievance as he came over to nuzzle Yan Qingyang.

Mizar was in a sorry state. A large chunk of his stomach had been bitten off, and his blood was rolling in the air. His snow-white fur was dyed a deep red. His entire body was soaked in blood.

”Mizar, what's wrong?” After so many days of interaction, Yan Qingyang now had feelings for Rice Ball. He felt his heart ache when he saw how bedraggled it was and quickly lowered his head to pick it up and speak.

The rice ball drilled its way into Yan Qingyang's bosom, wailing in grievance.

Yan Qingyang immediately washed it and bandaged it up before taking out some pills to grind and feed it.

Sensing the scent of blood, Xiao Yin also came out of the water. When she saw him in such a sorry state, she shrieked incessantly. However, from the looks of it, Xiao Yin looked like she was digging at him with sarcasm.

Mi Qi became even more heartbroken.

Yan Qingyang had guessed it when he'd bandaged her up just now, that the rice ball had run into another type of demon beast.

However, after searching for a few times, she still could not find any powerful demonic beasts. Where did they come from?

”Mi Dan, let's go. I'll avenge you!” Yan Qingyang said as he patted Mi Qun's head.

Xiao Yin, who was at the side, was also hissing incessantly.

Mi Qi's injuries were much better now. He immediately jumped up and ran towards the bushes. Yan Qingyang hurriedly followed. Little Silver hissed a few times before following.

The two of them walked through the bushes until they came to a small path.

After a long walk, Mi Mi made another turn. After a few more turns, they reached a big tree.

The tree was extremely large and the trunk was very thick. None of them could carry it. With a spin with Yan Qingyang, the rice dumpling moved to the other side of the tree.