"Absolutely perfect!"
"What do you think, Brother Qiu?"
"..."
"..."
Chen Qiu remained expressionless and silent for a long time before he softly said, "A female demon? Do you really need to debase yourself so much for cultivation? Can you really bring yourself to do it?"
"I can't."
Fat Long suddenly calmed down, his expression distant as he looked through the gap in the temple roof at the stars above: "How could I bring myself to do it? Just thinking about those shells, that viscous liquid, those terrifying mouthparts, I can't bring myself to do it."
"I'm a human, not a mere savage beast."
"How could I see a hole and be able to do it?"
"Especially when I think about those demons even having eaten people, I feel utterly nauseated."
"But then..."
"What can be done about it?"
