Night fell, and the moon resembled a hook.
Compared to other places, the nights in the Demon Beast Mountain Range seemed exceptionally cold.
From time to time, the roars of fiend beasts would ring out from afar, intimidating everyone.
However, at this moment, Stone Village was extremely lively. The enormous Kui Deer had long been broken down into countless pieces. Half of it was stored, and the other half was used to roast and cook soup, emitting an enticing fragrance.
Although this village was almost isolated from the world, its handling of food was not inferior to those chefs outside.
After all, living in such a place, besides having special requirements for food, there was nothing else to ask for.
Facing Stone Village's enthusiastic hospitality, Qin Jue naturally didn't want to eat and drink for nothing. He took out spirit fruits and spirit wine from his storage ring and enjoyed them with everyone.