Deep within the cave, the bonfire blazed fiercely.
A ferocious beast, its hide stripped away, was skewered over the fire. Scorching flames licked at its snow-white flesh as delicate fat continuously seeped out with a sizzling crackle.
The air was thick with the rich aroma of roasting meat.
Wang Chen turned over tonight's dinner, sliced off a piece of golden-brown roasted meat with his dagger, dipped it in a pinch of fine salt and purple pepper powder, then held it before the White Fox beside him.
The White Fox opened her mouth and bit down on the slice, chewing a few times as her beautiful fox eyes narrowed.
Delicious!
Though Hu Jiaojiao was of the Demon Race, the immortal meals and Spirit Food she had enjoyed before had not differed much from those of human cultivators.
After descending into the Mist Mountain Realm and becoming a little fox, she could only eat raw flesh and drink blood like the rest of her kin. It had made life unbearably bitter.
Yet to increase her strength, she had no choice but to gorge herself.
Now, she had finally escaped that sea of suffering. Following Wang Chen meant she no longer had to eat raw food.
And Wang Chen's cooking skills were quite remarkable. With nothing more than simply roasted beast meat and a little seasoning, Hu Jiaojiao tasted happiness and contentment.
"Yip yip."
She stretched out her head and pressed it against Wang Chen's chest, then nestled naturally into his embrace.
At this moment, the little fox felt nothing but joy, peace, and security. She wished time could remain here forever.
Wang Chen sensed the attachment in her heart. Smiling faintly, he stroked her fluffy tail.
The White Fox let out a soft whimper.
"I really don't understand you young people..."
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