Shang Xiye and Hei Xiao both chuckled in unison.

Black Owl snatched the prey from Ji Fengming's side and laughed, "I was just teasing you, but you took it seriously. I'll go clean it up, and you prepare the seasonings and tools. That way it'll be quick. We'll have a drink later; it's been a long time since the three of us had a proper drink together."

"Okay, then go ahead," Ji Fengming said with a silly grin, scratching the back of his head with a bright smile.

Turning around, he saw Shang Xiye helping to break branches and add fuel to the fire, so he didn't stop him and started taking out pots, pans, and other ingredients from his storage ring.

Even with Ji Fengyao, that great gourmet, around, none of them developed the habit of avoiding grains.

Although they might go three to five days, or even ten days to half a month, without eating when they are traveling or busy with important matters, they will try their best to prepare a delicious meal to treat themselves whenever they have free time.

The seasonings were all prepared by Ji Fengyao, and everyone carried quite a lot with them.

The steps for making hot pot are very simple.

With the three men working together, they quickly set up a pot and simmered a pot of fragrant hot pot ingredients.

To prevent the fragrance from escaping and attracting pursuers, Shang Xiye also set up a defensive barrier inside the cave, allowing air to circulate only in the space connecting to the underground river, but not at the entrance leading outwards.

The three of them cooked the meat in the hot pot, took out their wine, each took a sip, and all showed satisfied smiles.

"Tsk, the wine we brew ourselves still smells the best." Ji Fengming wiped the wine stains from his lips and clicked his tongue. "Although the Danling Continent is a cultivation world that is superior to the mortal world, let me tell you, the wine here is as bland as bird wine, it's awful!"

“Then you’re really wrong. Tomorrow, have Yao Yao brew some wine for you using spiritual plants, and you’ll know what a divine brew is.” Shang Xiye shook his head, holding the small jar of wine.

"Really? There's wine that tastes even better than this?" Ji Fengming's phoenix eyes widened instantly.

The flames of the campfire danced gently in his clear eyes, a sight that brought joy to the heart.

When Shang Xiye saw those phoenix eyes that looked just like his little wife's, he suddenly felt a pang of longing for her, and his gaze softened: "Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, how can you not believe Yao Yao?"

"I believe it! Of course I believe it! That's great! When we get back, if Yao'er has some free time, I'll pester her to brew wine." Ji Fengming excitedly began to imagine even better wine.

The meat was fragrant, the wine was mellow, the conversation was warm, and the atmosphere was wonderful.

Shang Xiye and Hei Xiao exchanged a knowing smile, silently raised their wine jars to each other, and took a sip.

“Jun Luoying is so tight-lipped, your identity probably won’t be hidden for long. If you want to tell Fengming yourself, I think this is the best place and a golden opportunity,” Shang Xiye advised telepathically.

He was also afraid that Hei Xiao would be like Ling Qing in his previous life, hesitant and overthinking, and in the end, make a big mistake that could not be undone.

“I know,” Black Owl nodded, giving this three-word reply.

Shang Xiye knew that he wasn't just being perfunctory, but that he already had a plan in mind, so he didn't say anything more.

The three of them drank to their hearts' content, and none of them used their spiritual power to expel the alcohol.

By the end, everyone was a little tipsy and in a slightly drunk state.

Shang Xiye pretended to be tired, took a deck chair and bedding, and slept next to the campfire.

Ji Fengming wanted to follow suit, so he took out a recliner to sleep.

Black Owl pulled him up and said, "Fengming, don't sleep yet, come with me for a walk inside."