"Brother!" Ji Fengyao was truly impressed; her brother's brain was really...!

Except for Wanqikafu, who looked completely bewildered.

The others' expressions also darkened, and they couldn't help but chuckle.

Black Owl quickly pulled Ji Fengming away, barely suppressing his laughter, and said, "Let's go, if you keep being naughty, Little Yao'er will hit you."

"What did I do now? I didn't do anything!" Ji Fengming, oblivious and confused, said as his voice faded into the distance, the three figures quickly disappearing into the deep ramp.

The further Ji Fengming and his companions went, the more excited the two chubby little creatures, Jinluan and Qingluan, became, with drool even dripping from their mouths.

"It's delicious, it's delicious!"

"It's delicious, it's delicious!"

The two little creatures chirped merrily, bringing a touch of life to the dark and gloomy cave nest. Listening to their cries, even the unpleasant sounds coming from the depths of the nest seemed less disgusting.

Arriving at the battlefield where those demonic cultivators were fighting.

Before Shang Xiye, Ji Fengming, and Hei Xiao could make a move, the two little balls stopped chirping and started shouting angrily in unison:

"How could these people be so lewd and shameless!"

"This is an insult to people's senses, utterly absurd!"

"Baby should punish them!"

"I'm going to punish them too!"

As he spoke.

Two little balls suddenly let out two clear cries.

A white, frosty breath, resembling a small spray, and a flame with a faint reddish-gold hue, were sprayed out almost simultaneously from the mouths of the two small balls, fiercely drenching the demonic cultivators who were locked in a life-or-death struggle.

"Click-clack!"

"Boom!"

The dozen or so demonic cultivators closest to the three were instantly frozen and then set ablaze, burning fiercely like dry tinder doused in oil, without even having time to let out a scream.

In just about ten breaths, the demonic cultivators who were just lying on the ground in a wretched state were reduced to ashes, leaving not a trace of dirt.

"Hey, this is much easier and cleaner," Ji Fengming thought with delight. He reached out and stroked the three small golden feathers on Qingluan's head, saying, "You two eat a lot and are quite capable. It's no wonder I've spoiled you so much. In that case, these disgusting things in the nest will all be yours to deal with. After we're done, I'll reward you with plenty of high-grade spirit stones, okay?"

"Okay!" Qingluan readily agreed.

"No, no," Jinluan said firmly this time, unlike Qingluan, rejecting Ji Fengming's suggestion.

"What's wrong? You only think about eating and not about working? Don't think you can be lazy and not work just because your master has a good temper. If you piss me off, I'll beat you up, and your master won't be able to stop you." Ji Fengming raised his fist and threatened viciously.

Jinluan knew that this guy was all talk and no action, but actually cared about them more than anyone else. She slowly transmitted her thoughts to him, saying, "Why are you in such a hurry? Can't you be like my master and patiently wait for me to finish speaking?"

"Hey, you little brat, you've grown wings and dare to talk to me like that," Ji Fengming deliberately made a fierce face at Jin Luan, and then asked, "Hurry up and tell me, what kind of trouble are you planning this time? Don't think about getting my sister to make you any more delicious food, she's not feeling well lately and can't make any."

The mention of delicious food shattered Jinluan's aloof demeanor in an instant. He flapped his short, fleshy wings and almost jumped off Heixiao's arm: "No need for Sister Yaoyao to make us anything delicious, there's plenty deep inside this cave!"