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Half a month later, in Hundred Flower Valley.
"How about this house?" Long Long asked.
"It's okay," Long Hu said listlessly.
The two looked at the small wooden house they had just finished building, which was meticulously covered with waterproof straw and leaves.
"Do we have to live here?" Long Hu asked again.
"Where would you rather live?" Long Long countered.
"I don't know," Long Hu said despondently, "anywhere with mom is good, anywhere without her is not good."
"So, you're a mommy's boy?" Long Long asked, eyes half-closed.
Long Hu didn't understand the term but sensed it wasn't something positive, so he kept silent.
"There's certainly a reason why we're living here," Long Long said lazily, "You know how cultivators view demonic beasts, right?"
"Although, theoretically, cultivators all transformed from demonic beasts, over time, any sense of self-cognition will wear away... what a pity that cultivators have such long lifespans."