"Alright, alright, I'll give you some to eat!"

As Zhuang Zhou spoke, he handed a piece of roasted Three-eyed Demon Wolf meat to the spirit-devouring mouse, his eyes filled with a doting expression. This spirit-devouring mouse was his longest companion, and its quirky nature made Zhuang Zhou even more fond of it.

Thus, Zhuang Zhou, the wolf, and the mouse held a grand feast of wolf meat. After they were full, the Phantom Demon Snake's attitude towards Zhuang Zhou took a turn. It no longer saw Zhuang Zhou as future prey but rather as a lifelong chef.

At this moment, the Phantom Demon Snake hadn't realized that it had fallen into Zhuang Zhou's plan. Zhuang Zhou had intended to conquer this wild beast through its taste buds.