Chapter 1851: Endless Grilled Wings
Little Taotie said in a bratty voice, "Not at all! I’m not dangerous at all!"
The Golden Winged Roc sounded skeptical, "Can you really protect me?"
Little Taotie straightened up and patted his chest, "Don’t worry, don’t worry! I’ll do what I say, protect you!"
With that pat, a small bottle fell out from Little Beast Bai Bai’s fur.
It rolled away, and the Ninth Elder hurriedly stretched out a paw to stop the rolling bottle.
The Ninth Elder turned back into human form, bent down to pick up the small bottle, puzzled, "What is this?"
The Ninth Elder shook the bottle, and a rolling sound came from inside, "It seems like there’s an elixir inside."
He looked at Little Taotie, "Is it an elixir?"
Little Taotie shook his head blankly, his small voice confused, "I don’t know either."
"Can Ninth Grandpa open it and have a look?" the Ninth Elder cautiously asked.
Little Taotie nodded his little head, "Sure!"
The Great Elder covered the Ninth Elder’s mouth and nose, whispering, "In case it’s an elixir, don’t be greedy!"
The Ninth Elder glared angrily.
"Hurry up and open it," the Great Elder urged.
The Ninth Elder, feeling glum, obediently opened the cap of the small bottle, and the aroma of medicine wafted out, even making the Great Elder a little hungry.
The Ninth Elder, with his nose and mouth covered, couldn’t smell the fragrance for a moment.
The Golden Winged Roc was astonished, "Is it a Regeneration Pill?"
It had once lost a claw and spent everything to exchange for a Regeneration Pill from the Medicine Elder, growing a new claw.
"By the smell, it seems even better than the Regeneration Pill I took before!"
The Golden Winged Roc looked at the stump of its broken wing and then at the bottle full of elixirs, swallowing involuntarily.
The Great Elder snatched the stopper from the Ninth Elder’s hand and immediately capped the bottle, watching the Golden Winged Roc warily.
The Ninth Elder, freed, took a deep breath, able to smell the lingering fragrance of the medicine in the air.
"Brother, luckily you covered my mouth and nose. Even with this residual fragrance, I could barely control myself. If you hadn’t covered my mouth and nose, I would have gulped it all down!"
The Golden Winged Roc hesitated, at some point approaching Little Beast Bai Bai, negotiating in a small voice, "If I cut off the remaining wing for you, can you give me one elixir?"
Little Taotie blinked, pointing at the small bottle in the Great Elder’s hand, "You mean the stuff inside here?"
"To be honest, I recognized the scent of the elixir as a Regeneration Pill. If I could take one, I could regenerate a limb."
"Is one enough?" Little Taotie tilted his head, "Cutting off one wing means you’re one less, shouldn’t you take two?"
The Golden Winged Roc explained, "For a severed finger, once it regenerates, one is enough, no matter how many limbs are cut off, even if all four are severed, you only need one to regenerate them all."
Little Taotie’s eyes lit up.
The Golden Winged Roc felt a chill under Little Taotie’s stare and instinctively backed off.
"You... why are you staring at me?"
Little Taotie blinked, "Take one, grow a pair of wings, cut them off, take another, grow another pair, cut them off, take another one... Doesn’t that mean you can get a plate of wings?"
Shiny black eyes grew brighter and brighter, extremely beautiful.
But the Golden Winged Roc couldn’t appreciate this beauty at all; it trembled and backed away, hugging itself with its one wing, "You’re... so ferocious, so scary, so dangerous..."
"You’re the dangerous one!" the Golden Winged Roc shouted, and actually fainted away!
Little Taotie blinked, then blinked again, his eyes filled with confusion.
"Pfft!" The Ninth Elder couldn’t hold in his laughter, clutching his belly, "Make more Regeneration Pills, and Zaizai can have endless roasted wings!"