"Waaaaah, my cookies! He stole my cookies!"
"The steamed buns are gone! My steamed buns are gone!"
"Hit him! He stole it!"
"Stop! Stop it!" The pet owners whistled, even using their binding ropes, calling for the demon cultivators to come and help.
Everyone quickly took care of the babies and calmed them down.
One person burst into tears, and the rest of the group started crying too.
The cultivators of the Five Spirits Hall were used to it, while the visitors marveled at it.
So this is what life is like at the zoo?
In their minds, this place was a place where demonic beasts were enslaved and their scales, feathers, bones, and blood were collected in exchange for spirit stones.
Why is everyone living in such harmony and liveliness? These partially deformed monster cubs are like little children, so cute.
Is this really the ruthless and cold-blooded immortal realm that only cares about cultivation?
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"Director, this kind of teaching isn't effective. There are only a few shapeshifting creatures in our animal park; the rest are still unshapeshifted. Their intelligence is just beginning to develop, and cooking is like playing with mud for them—it's such a waste of such good ingredients!"
Mei'er looked bitter and resentful, with several burnt biscuits spread out in her palm.
These are all things the kids messed up. If Zhao Xi wanted to make them, they would definitely be exquisite and delicious cookies.
"It's alright, it's just an introduction." Zhao Xi nodded at Mei'er's furrowed brows and smiled. "When you were a mortal, you learned to raise pigs from your father. You must have been exposed to it for a long time before you got the hang of it. The cubs still have the habits of demon beasts. If they don't have a fixed time to come into contact with food, they might want to take a bite when they see spiritual plants."
Nothing is achieved overnight, and she never expected her son to become a proper chef.
She wanted to cultivate their interest and let them experience the charm of water and fire through hands-on activities.
Mei'er pondered for a moment, then nodded: "The headmistress is right."
Zhao Xi wanted to clean up the mess on the outer mountain grassland with the hired servants from the Five Spirits Hall, wipe the small table, and put it back in her ring. She also sprinkled some spiritual spring water to restore the trampled spiritual plants.
"Zhao Xixiang, get out here!"
A deafening roar echoed through the sky.
The outer mountain defense array activated instantly, rumbling loudly, and sixteen golden dragons formed from gathered spiritual energy swam in mid-air.
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