Dragon Head Mountain's location.
The mountain range is desolate, covered with ores.
In the distance, a small Stone Village is nestled here, smoke curling up, exuding a lively atmosphere.
A robust man, holding an iron ladle, scooped a piece of Demon Beast Flesh from a just-boiled pot, placed it in a bowl, and served it to Jiang Shi and Daoist Master Xuan sitting at the table with a smile.
"Brother Jiang, Daoist Master Xuan, we in Stone Village don't have any delicacies to entertain you with, just our village's specialty, the Red-tailed Rat. Please, give it a try."
The man said with a smile.
Jiang Shi looked plainly at the red piece of meat in the large bowl, picked up chopsticks, took a bite, placed it in his mouth, and found the texture slightly tough, yet there was an indescribable fragrance as he chewed. He couldn't help but nod slightly and smile, "The taste is not bad, somewhat similar to veal."
