The Spiritual Body was weird, having a human head, but its six limbs were stitched on haphazardly.
"Is this the Pheasant's Spiritual Body?" Little Taotie stared at it for a long while, "It doesn't look like it at all!"
Shen Cang stopped Little Taotie from trying to take things out of the oven bare-handed. Little Taotie obediently put on thick gloves before reaching for the baking tray inside the oven.
The skin was caramelized, and Little Taotie's little paws were eager to try.
Shen Cang said, "It's all yours, eat slowly."
While Little Taotie was busy eating the "roasted Pheasant," Shen Cang began to interrogate the Spiritual Body inside the glass bottle.
The Spiritual Body mumbled vaguely, seemingly trying to conceal the truth.
Shen Cang indifferently remarked, "Little Taotie can eat Spiritual Bodies."
The Spiritual Body looked toward Little Taotie, who was currently busy dismantling the "roasted Pheasant," and shuddered, "I'll talk, I'll tell you everything."
