The dog demon leader was indeed born in the celestial realm, but his grandfather was not.
In the stories Salya heard as a child, there was always some kind of evil vampire creature that looked very much like a vampire bat.
In reality, a large proportion of bats only eat fruit and drink tree sap. Those that suck blood prefer to drink animal blood.
The cow's back was so thick that it could only be driven away by its tail. The deer were oblivious, and the cows would climb up and nibble on them for ages without the deer noticing.
Bipedal monsters live in different places, and there are many ways to kill them.
They will only attack humans if they are out of food or threatened; otherwise, they would rather stay far away from humans.
The association of bats with vampires is merely a stigma created by the widespread circulation of the story.
"So, you're saying you didn't suck the villagers' blood?"
Zhao Xi wanted to bring out the cooking station and stew pot, cut the meat into chunks, put it in the milk soup to cook, and add peas, corn kernels and onions when it was simmering.
The rich aroma of milk wafts through the woods.
"It wasn't me."
The bat spirit spoke very stiffly, as if it hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time.
Her name is Wanwan. She has lived here for over a thousand years. Not long ago, she gave birth to seven or eight baby bats, which she is raising in this banana tree.
She is a demon beast with spiritual roots. The bats who live with her respect her and will risk their lives to protect her whenever they sense danger.
The milk broth is ready.
Zhao Xi wanted to serve her a bowl of clear soup.
Although blindfolded, Wanwan was able to catch the bowl accurately and wave her hand to shoo away the flies that flew over following the aroma.
Bats locate themselves using echolocation, but demon cultivators can do so without making a sound.
When she is silent, she may be communicating with the outside world.
Wanwan lowered her head and took a small sip, amazed by the deliciousness, a happy smile spreading across her face: "You're amazing!"
Zhao Xi thought, "Hehe, thank you for the compliment."
Salia interjected, "Of course! She's the director of the Beast Garden. All those people in the Beast Garden rely on her cooking."
He squatted down by the pot, took out a bowl, and filled it to the brim with ingredients.
Zhao Xi was about to complain: "Can't you go back and eat it? Don't fight with them! This is a nutritious soup I specially cooked!"
"It's okay. My children can't eat that."
Wanwan lifted the banana leaf.
There were seven or eight white clumps nestled among the leaves!
Each little bat is fluffy, with short white hairs covering its head and back, and its wings stand upright on either side of its round body like two sleds. The wings are still weak and cannot support its flight.
Their mouths, noses, and ears are orange, making them look just like little pig buns!
They spotted their mother, raised their heads, flapped their wings, and opened their mouths, waiting for food to be fed to them.
"So cute!"
Zhao Xi was completely charmed. She looked at the little white ball of fluff, then at Wanwan, and exclaimed, "Huh? Did you give birth to these? Why are you black and they are white?"
“The children’s father is white, so I made them white too. White looks good, people won’t be afraid, and they’ll even pick leaves to feed them.”
When she heard others praising her child, Wanwan smiled sweetly, and two dimples appeared on her cheeks.
So demon cultivators can choose the race of their children?
Zhao Xi asked Lin Che curiously, "What if it's a cross-species relationship? Can it choose to give birth to other species? If a chicken and a fish mate, can baby fish hatch from the egg?"
Lin Che replied, "It's difficult for them to mate. They rarely survive, but there are exceptions, such as the honey-drinking dove."
"I see!"
Demons are quite different from ordinary animals.
Wanwan broke off a slender leaf stem from the side, scooped up some milk soup, and dripped it into the mouths of the little bats.
The little white bats eagerly crowded under the leaf stem to drink the soup.
Wanwan patiently fed them until they were full: "Mommy is going on a long trip, so Auntie will take care of you for a few days. Be good~"
The little bats weren't sure if they could understand, but one of them could actually speak, responding very softly with a "Mmm."
Zhao Xi couldn't see which one it was and stared at the banana leaf for a while.
"There it is."
Lin Che stood behind her, sleeves rolled up, and pointed to show her.
On a banana leaf behind, there was one that was all alone.
It was thin and small, and looked very listless.
Lin Che: "She has spiritual roots."
Zhao Xi was pleasantly surprised: "Huh?!"
The probability of a demon beast developing spiritual roots is very low, but coincidentally, there is one in this nest.
If it weren't for her need for the magical treasure, Wanwan wouldn't have readily agreed to go with them to find bird eggs.
There are very few spiritual plants in this place, and the bat mother was afraid that her child would ingest impurities and hinder its cultivation, so she only fed it bat milk.
As a result, it was in a state of hunger for a long time, became lethargic, and grew much smaller than other bats of the same age.
Lin Che observed the white bat's condition, took out a handful of spiritual herbs, and immediately refined them into a pill using water vapor. After Wanwan examined it, he fed it to the bat.
After taking the medicine, the little bat's condition improved considerably, and its little eyes brightened.
It climbed onto Lin Che's arm, clinging tightly to his sleeve with its claws, climbing up step by step until it finally reached his arm.
The little guy was exhausted, all limp and huddled up in his clothes, burying his head in them with a look of longing.
Lin Che promised to give Wanwan a coral, but she could only feed it to the little one after the ball-fighting competition was over.
I'm not worried that Wanwan will run away halfway.
Rather, the young cubs are too weak to absorb the nutrients in a short time.
Zhao Xi was happy to see this happen and suggested, "Why don't we bring Ruan Ruan along? The Beast Garden has a breathing room with spiritual energy suitable for young demon beasts with spiritual roots. Let it sleep there for a few days."
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