When the sun rose from the mountains of the Oasis Wilderness, the time had already reached seven-thirty in the morning. In the cave, the snow-white-skinned, long-legged, charming and beautiful Great Demon Qiongqi sat cross-legged before the Daoist who had remained lifelike for hundreds of years without any damage, eating the roasted lamb as if it were a delicacy.
Moreover, she seemed unsatisfied, gently sucking on her snow-white, delicate fingers before flashing a smile with two small tusks, looking at the lifelike Daoist and saying, "Master, that guy's roasted lamb is the most delicious food I've ever eaten in my life. So now, I'm suddenly thinking, if he were willing to make such tasty food for me every day, it wouldn't be so bad to go with him, would it?"
