I was thrown away at the beginning, and I will build a grave for you after I come back to life.

"Mo Lin, I'm going to roast a big pork leg for you today!!"

Wu Yaqin happily took the knife, and with a few strokes of the knife, she cut off a pig leg!

The sect disciples quickly cut the remaining pork into small pieces, and they had to be quick and handsome!

If they cut too late, the pork's spiritual energy would dissipate. They didn't have the talent of their senior sister, who could use her life-defining fire to perfectly wrap the spiritual energy in the meat, preventing it from escaping.

Lin Molin sat beside them with his chin supported, watching everyone busy. At this time, Persian came back from looking for food.

"Run, level three Time Devouring Tiger!"

A disciple from some sect saw Persia and immediately yelled in fear, causing the busy pig-cooking scene to go haywire. Frightened, the disciples threw their meat-cutting knives everywhere and fled in all directions.

They were moving very fast and their postures were not cool at all. They were all hiding behind the big rocks nearby and shivering.

One of them fell directly from the sky and pierced directly into Lu Xuan's wooden basin where he was washing his large intestine, making a big hole in the basin.

"That bastard did it?!"

Lu Xuan raised his thick eyebrows, stood up with a knife in hand and asked angrily.

The disciple hiding behind the rock stuck his head out and pointed at the Time-Devouring Tiger behind him.

Lu Xuan turned around and saw Bosi sitting behind him, looking at him ignorantly with a pair of watery eyes.

Lu Xuan's heart melted instantly, his eyebrows pressed together, and he looked at Persia lovingly.

Suddenly he shuddered and was startled, "No, this is a level 3 Time Devouring Tiger???"

While he was stunned, Persia bypassed his fat body and jumped into Lin Molin's arms.

"Is this also your spirit beast?" Lu Xuan pointed at Lin Molin with his knife.

"Yes! Uncle Master, this is Mo Lin's little beast, named Persia!"

Wu Yaqin continued to grill the meat without stopping, looking at Lu Xuan's shocked expression with amusement, and kindly introduced Persia to him.

Lu Xuan seemed to have suffered a huge blow. When he thought of his own deer spirit, his heart was bleeding.

Why isn't this beast that he can cuddle with his own? He looked at Lin Molin with envy as he stroked Persia's head again and again. He somehow made a few "suck, suck, suck..." sounds at Persia.

Everyone looked up at Lu Xuan, their eyes seemed to say, "Master, you've lost your mind, right? That's a tiger, not a dog."

No, Master, you are "sucking" the tiger, but we think you are the tiger.

Bah, bah, bah, no, no, it should be "Master, you are such a tiger!"

Lu Xuan suddenly realized what was happening, looking a little embarrassed. He rubbed his face, put on a wolf-like smile, and coaxed Persia.

"Persia?! Persia, do you eat meat? Come here and I'll cut some meat for you!"

Persia raised his little head and looked at Lin Molin.

"Go!"

Lin Molin touched its head lovingly and put it on the ground.

Persia walked over casually, sat in front of Lu Xuan, raised his paw and licked it carefully.

This made Lu Xuan very happy. The disciples of the sect who were hiding saw that Persia was friendly and came out from behind the big rock. Soon, a circle of disciples surrounded Persia.

Lin Molin watched as the Sword Sect disciples took out the meat and fed it to Persia piece by piece. Every time they fed it, she screamed excitedly.

For a long time, the excited sounds continued.

She hurried over and saw Persia lying on the ground with a full belly, chewing the meat handed to him by everyone.

"You foodie, stop eating. Your stomach will explode and you'll be in trouble."

Lin Molin scolded with a smile, then quickly lifted Persia from the ground and placed him on the stone table.

Persian ate too much and could no longer sit up. He could only lie lazily, licking his paws and the hair all over his body.

Lu Xuan changed a new basin, filled it with water, and washed in front of Persia, looking up at Persia curiously from time to time.

"Comparing people to each other makes people angry, and comparing animals to animals makes them useless!"

Lu Xuan watched Persia's every move with curiosity, and made sounds of "Aiya" and "Yoho" from time to time.

And the deer spirit who was eating grass on his mountaintop sneezed violently several times, raised his head with confused eyes, not knowing what had happened, and then lowered his head and continued to eat his grass.

"Wow, it smells so good! Yaqin, your technique is top-notch!"

Lin Molin ate the roasted pork leg that Wu Yaqin placed on the stone table, sighing and couldn't help but give Wu Yaqin a thumbs up!

"Eat more! There's still plenty!"

Wu Yaqin brought another bowl of pork soup. The soup was rich in the essence of the heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys. It made the whole body feel refreshed after drinking it, and it tasted great too!

Except for Wu Yaqin and Yang Zeming who are in the early stage of foundation building, the other disciples of Sunset Sword Sect are only in the Qi Refining stage.

After eating the spiritual wild boar, their spiritual energy was more or less improved, and their cultivation level also increased a little.

No wonder it is said that good sects are extremely good for cultivation and have abundant resources. Just eating can improve one’s cultivation.

It's just that the Sunset Sword Sect is too poor. With only 150 spirit sands per month, the fact that "Xin Ru Zhi Shui" didn't run away is the greatest loyalty to the sect.

"What a pity! My apprentice can't enjoy the food!"

Lu Xuan bit a piece of meat fiercely, drank the pork soup in big gulps, and did not forget to catch the opportunity his apprentice missed!

Lin Molin looked at Wu Yaqin in confusion, "What happened to his apprentice?"

Wu Yaqin covered her mouth and smiled, "It's Sun Quan. He became a disciple of Master-Uncle. All new disciples receive a gift pack, but our sect is poor, so we only have one Spirit Gathering Grass! So we gave it to Junior Brother Sun. He's currently in seclusion refining it, and it'll probably be quite some time before he can come out."

Lin Molin nodded when she heard this. No wonder she said she had never seen Sun Quan. It turned out that he was in seclusion.

When Sun Jian was carrying his empty bowl and about to scoop out the soup, he saw Lu Xuan carrying the pot and scooping the last bit of soup into his bowl.

He got anxious and quickly stepped forward to pull, "Hey, hey, hey, eat less and leave some for me!"

"That won't do. I'm not full yet!" Lu Xuan glanced at Sun Jian.

The two of them were fighting over a bowl of soup, verbally abusing each other, neither of them willing to give in!

"Apart from each other~"

A burp was heard, and the two turned their heads at the same time, and saw that the bowl that was originally on the table was now in Zhang Guanrong's hand.

And, it’s gone!

Zhang Guanrong looked at the two of them proudly, put down the bowl, picked his teeth and walked away!

"Zhang Guanrong, stop right there!"

The two roared in unison. Zhang Guanrong, who was picking his teeth slowly, suddenly shuddered, dropped the toothpick, threw the long sword, and flew away on the sword. His movements were smooth and seamless.

He was followed by two people, who chased him relentlessly.

From time to time, roars were heard, and he circled around the hilltop non-stop!

The sect's disciples have long been accustomed to this kind of deadly noise.

After cleaning up the mountain, he returned to the cave to practice.

Lin Molin ate a whole pig leg today, and her body was full of spiritual energy, so she returned to the cave and began to refine it.

Persia was lying beside him, pretending to take a nap, protecting Lin Molin.