For example, right now, Yang Qingqing had several strong and mature Demon Pets in her body who preferred to cultivate in her acupoints.
They no longer needed to eat at all—except for occasionally snacking on some rare fruits—they spent their days nourishing their bodies with Demon Breath and enjoying quiet times even more.
Although nominally it was "master" and "pet," the two sides of the contract were equals. Given respect and love, even Yang Qingqing was reluctant to disturb any Demon Pet without reason.
She even had one Demon Pet in her body that, purely due to its size, couldn't even be summoned at home. Even summoning it on the street required careful consideration since it could easily cause trouble.
"Master Qing, good morning." Du Yu, holding a spatula, plated the fried eggs and saw the elegant woman at the doorway.
"Mm." Yang Qingqing stepped inside, glanced coolly at Hu Xiaoyan, who hung her head and dodged her gaze, "Did you guys advance last night?"
