"Alright," Senior Brother Duan said, "Wu Shuan and I will keep watch first. Han Yu, Kui—you two go ahead."
Fatty Kui looked like he had been waiting for that command his entire life. He immediately picked a glossy Radiant Ember Pears, its skin veined like molten fire.
"Finally!" he declared dramatically, like a starving man given his last meal.
He bit down, juice staining his chin. "Mmmh—sweet, spicy, and tingly! Oh heavens, this is better than roasted pork belly!"
Han Yu rolled his eyes but quietly consumed a Verdant Horn Melon of his own. The fruit burst cool and crisp in his mouth, sending a wave of refreshing Qi through his meridians like spring rain.
He closed his eyes, calmly guiding the energy into his cores, circulating it to avoid any waste.
For the next half hour, the two sat cross-legged, expressions solemn as they refined the influx of spiritual essence. Kui's stomach grumbled twice, but remarkably, he managed to keep still.
