Xiu Yan's four pudgy paws were tightly wrapped with snake skin, and he was snoring loudly while sprawled out comfortably in his little nest.
Ji Nuan, lifting the beast skin curtain and seeing the rotund cub sleeping like a log, shook her head with a smile.
Turning back to the food storage cave, she carefully selected the Stinky Fruit and the Fruit of Divine Punishment from the basket, and split them open with all caution necessary.
Unlike the first time she smelled it, the Stinky Fruit now emitted a pleasant fragrance that was quite comforting.
She scooped out the pulp of the Stinky Fruit and put it into a stone pot, then used a stone knife to mash the pulpy pieces into a powder.