Qingcheng Mountain is, after all, a major cultivation site, fully developed and meticulously maintained. It's impossible for creatures like rats to appear here. Even if there are any, they would be Mutant White Rats that feed on roots and seeds, often kept as pets by female cultivators for amusement.
But now, right before Wuzhenzi's eyes, thousands of rats had filled the entire granary.
Each rat was about the size of an adult's fist, which wasn't too exaggerated in size, but they were pitch-black, with blood-red eyes, sharp teeth, and exuded a frantic energy.
They appeared to be clumps of furry balls, jumping up and down, searching frantically for anything edible. Upon hearing the sound of the door, their ominous red gaze swept over, but they showed no interest in people and seemed fixated solely on food.
