Lici Arrives at the Dao Palace! The Saint Daughter Signs a Contract

Just as the Wang Clan's "international trade" was flourishing in full swing, Wang Lici's long journey following her master to the Primordial Dao Palace was finally nearing its end.

On the topmost deck of the Heavenly Saint Cloudship, Wang Lici sat before her beloved barbecue grill, happily roasting the leg of a Void Floating Dragon her master had caught for her when they passed through the void last month.

As the dragon leg gradually cooked through, its domineering fragrance slowly spread across the deck.

Si Wuchou and Scrap Rat crouched to Wang Lici's left and right, skillfully and eagerly tending the heat for her. Yet their eyes were fixed straight upon the enormous dragon leg on the grill, their mouths watering so badly that drool was practically about to spill out.

After following Wang Lici for some time, Si Wuchou had long since lost his initial reluctance.

There was no helping it. Following Wang Lici, if nothing else, was absolutely a delight when it came to food. Whenever Wang Lici got hold of something good, he could always mooch a little off her. It might not be much, but the quality was exceptional.

He had never received such treatment back in the Si Clan.

Leaving aside whether the Si Clan elders would dote on a disciple as shamelessly as Sacred Venerable Yunhai did, stuffing all manner of precious spirit food ingredients into her, even if the Si Clan acquired anything valuable, it would certainly be supplied to the clan's Sacred Seed first. As a True Immortal Seed, he had to stand farther back in line.

Moreover, Wang Lici had always been quite caring toward those she truly acknowledged. She also carried an aura that turned peril into safety. Following her, Si Wuchou had encountered no danger, yet had mooched plenty