95% of the fire-spirit heart he sealed up in hide-gold; the 5% he'd left for the split he divided into two portions — one of 2%, one of 3%.

Then he fished out spice to dress it up.

Soon enough, the Firestarter Spirit's corpse was divided — one half large, one half small.

Shen Cong pointed at the small portion, the half with only 2% of the fire-spirit heart, and said, "This half's a bit smaller — mine… That half's a bit bigger — yours, and with spice too!"

Yellow Great-Immortal was a touch puzzled.

It could clearly feel the Firestarter Spirit's pull had shrunk, but just as Shen Cong had reckoned, its IQ couldn't grasp what tricks Shen Cong had pulled. On top of that, the larger half gave off a rich scent of spice, so after a moment's hesitation Yellow Great-Immortal, without the slightest reluctance, clamped its jaws onto the greater half of the Firestarter Spirit's corpse.

Dragging the corpse, it ran off swiftly into the distance — and once well away, still unreconciled, it turned its head back and roared at Shen Cong.

Ka-ka-ka, ka-ka-ka…

Meaning: Shen Cong had better watch himself — dare to steal its things, and next time they met, it would eat Shen Cong outright.

Quite the villain's self-awareness, tossing out a menacing line before making its exit.

Seeing Yellow Great-Immortal off into the distance, Shen Cong let out a breath. The semi-fluid fire-spirit heart — he'd successfully monopolized 97% of it, with an indescribable sense of superiority where intelligence was concerned. Though he did feel a slight pity: he'd taken the Firestarter Spirit for private property from the very start, and now he'd had to split off half — this deal was, in fact, a loss.

Returning to the green-mountain cave, he drove the Great Vajra out and, beating the dragon-claw pagoda tree to it, hauled away the Firestarter Spirit's corpse. Once at a distance, he extracted the fire-spirit heart and sealed it inside the Great Vajra. The remaining fire-spirit mediums he buried, all of them, in the caves the Vajra-Ants and…