Xia Xiaoming quickly dropped the Spirit Pig and ran, but the two streaks of Dark Light didn't chase after him. Instead, they landed on the ground and began to tear into the Spirit Pig.
Despite the Spirit Pig's weight of several hundred pounds, its tough skin, and the thick layer of stone-like armor it was wrapped in, the spirit crows easily pecked two holes into its body. Then, the two spirit crows burrowed into the holes, starting to feast on the pig's flesh.
"What are you doing? What on earth are you doing? This is the gift I brought back from hunting," Xia Xiaoming pretended to be furious.
Before he finished speaking, a small dark shadow flew towards Xia Xiaoming. "This Low-grade spirit stone is to compensate you. It's just a big wild boar, isn't it? This stone is enough to buy you ten wild boars and leave you with change. We'll call it even and consider it a reward for you."
