The river ran strong tonight with a dark figure swimming underneath. By the shore was a blazing bonfire illuminating the water red.

Feiyun burned the tree spirit and Ximen Chuixiao started roasting some pork shoulder. He then sprinkled seasoning and the smell spread to the distance.

The turtle had a leg six or seven times larger than him. He tried to steal Ximen Chuixiao’s spices but was caught.

“Hehe, Brother Xiao, I just want to borrow your spices.” He said with a smile.

“No way!” Chuixiao refuse right away and put a lid on the pot: “I got this from Void Grotto, there is only one of it in the entire world.”

He then took a bite of...