Where Did My Giant Fox Go?

After standing in the room in a daze for a moment, Fang Meiyun suddenly felt as though everyone had abandoned her.

After all, she had never expected Meng Zihao to treat her this way.

"Was I wrong?"

As a great cultivator in the Deity Transformation stage, her Dao heart should have been unwavering, yet it faltered for a moment.

But shortly afterward, her gaze became resolute again.

She only wanted to eliminate a future calamity for the Jade Maiden Sect.

What was wrong with that?

She was not wrong. The world was the one at fault!

With her Dao heart restored, Fang Meiyun pondered briefly before flying toward the cave abode where her disciple lived.

When she arrived at Ning Qingyan's cave abode, she unexpectedly caught the scent of something she had not smelled in a long time.

The aroma of meat?

At that moment, Ning Qingyan had built a fire in the courtyard of her cave abode.

She was holding a slab of meat from some unknown spirit beast and roasting it over the flames.

Her fair face was filled with anticipation, as though what she held was not a piece of meat, but an ancient divine artifact.

"Qingyan."

After flying over, Fang Meiyun called out softly.

Ning Qingyan was so focused on roasting the meat that she had not realized her master had arrived.

Only when she heard her name did she snap back to her senses. She quickly rose and saluted. "Master."

"What are you doing?"

Fang Meiyun pointed at the roasting meat, already glistening with rendered fat, and asked.

"This disciple... suddenly had a craving."

Ning Qingyan was too embarrassed to reveal the truth.

During the time she had been trapped together with Tang Yu, whenever they ate, Tang Yu would complain that without braised shrimp