Refining a Spirit Weapon

Hong Zhao looked down at the forest floor and saw a clearing. He gestured to Ren Cai that it was time for them to stop for the night. Dropping from the trees, Hong Zhao used his devouring qi claws to chop a few branches on his way down. Chopping them further, he tore the bark off to use it as kindling and started a small fire. He then took out the beast corpses and began skinning them and gutting them. As he did, Ren Cai took out a medium sized pot and put it over the fire. She chopped up carrots and potatoes, sprinkling seasoning in the pot and adding water. As the water was added, the pot began to steam slightly. Hong Zhao sliced off forearm sized portions of meat and gave it to Ren Cai to add to the stew.

Soon there was a pleasant aroma within their camp. It was a far cry from the food they ate at the inn back at the village of Naje, yet it was still enough to make Hong Zhao's mouth water while waiting.