Huh?
Xiao Chen paused. 'Something's not right.'
Living things couldn't be kept in a Storage Ring; this was practically common knowledge in the Cultivation Realm.
"WAAAH!"
When it received no response, the sound of a small child crying came from within the jar.
GASP!
Xiao Chen sucked in a sharp breath. He suddenly had no desire to open the jar and see what was inside.
It wasn't because he was scared, of course. He just didn't want to gross himself out.
Still, he lifted the lid for a quick look. Just as he'd suspected, it was the head of a half-refined infant corpse.
Sensing the lid was off, it instantly broke into a wide grin, its tongue flicking upward with a SWISH. The tongue was long and thin, like a viper tasting the air.
THUMP!
Xiao Chen slapped the lid back on and let out a soft breath.
He couldn't care less what the other Sects in the Eastern Domain thought. As far as he was concerned, this was the goddamn Demon Dao.
