Shen Nianmo's stomach started grumbling, and his hunger had driven him to slice the python open. The outer skin of the python was black, but its flesh was milky white, like high-quality cheese. Little Nianmo sliced the tastiest sections of the python and started grilling it with a gentle fire.
This time, no one was there to steal his food away from him. The meat was very fresh and delicious, like nothing he had tasted before. He filled his stomach happily, and soon, his physical strength had been completely recovered. With a blithe spirit, he continued his journey forward.
After he left, Gu Xijiu finally revealed herself. She bent down to check the leftovers of the python and shook her head in disapproval. She then turned and looked at the traces of Little Nianmo.