In the rarely frequented mountains, numerous dangers lurked in hiding.
Qing Yao released the aura belonging to the Ancient Mystic Fox from his body, causing the Monster Beasts with a certain level of intelligence to fear coming closer to seek death rashly.
Only those beasts that had yet to be enlightened could not perceive the impending threat from this person, innocently thinking it was a feast fallen from the heavens.
Of course, these beasts were eventually dealt with by Qing Yao, turning into a sumptuous meal for both him and Gu Shengyin.
During this time, Qing Yao prepared their daily sustenance.
Thinking about it, even he found it strange.
As the king of the Ancient Mystic Fox Clan, others always served him, so when had he ever cared for someone else so diligently?
If someone had once told Qing Yao that one day, he would wash his hands to prepare a meal for a woman, he would definitely throw a Fox Fire at them without hesitation to cleanse their thoughts.
