For a woman who has spent her life grappling with the challenges of weight loss, this seems akin to a celestial gift, one to be envied by many.

From a certain perspective, Sue Xihon marvels at the astonishing endowment of 5S talent.

She had previously underestimated the prowess of this gift, failing to recognize its formidable strength.

A sound physique begins abundant energy.

Thus, an invigorated Suz Xi Han sits before her computer, ready to begin her collection.

In the realm of the divine, the mischievous spirit, Ling Pippicat, peaks from the side, calling out to Ling Erang.

It declares, "Erang, I have discovered a hole at the boundary of the divine realm.

" Chapter 45.

Dectible delights.

What cave? Ling Erang inquired with curiosity.

Come over here.

There is something delicious, Ling Pipi replied, her demeanor enigmatic.

I'll only tell you, but you must te share this with anyone.

Jing Jing will scold me for slacking off and going out to play.

She cautioned, intrigued by Ling Pipi s mysterious air.

Ling urch turned and followed her.

The two sprites vanished among the bustling little workers.

They hopped and tumbled until they arrived at a serene spot nestled downstream of the Divine Kingdom Smain River.

This area was close to the border where the waters had pulled to form a vast lake.

The edges of the lake were shrouded in darkness and mist marking the boundary of the divine kingdom.

This expansive lake was seldom visited by the little sprites as it lay far from the central temple.

The nearest gathering place was a valley filled with bioluminescent mushrooms several miles away.

Ling Erang had last ventured here to assist the intelligent glowing fungi in constructing dwellings.

Ling Jing Jing had named all the mountains and rivers in the divine kingdom.

And this lake was referred to by the little sprites as the end lake.

Why have you brought me to the end lake? Where is the cave you mentioned? Capipi.

I don't see anything appetizing here.

Ling Erang asked puzzled.

She surveyed the surroundings.

Compared to the clamor near the central temple, this place felt desolately quiet.

"This way.

" "Follow me," Ling Capipi urged, inhaling sharply, her form expanding like an inflated puffer fish, swelling to three or four times her normal size.

She leaped into the lake, boyed by the air within her, floating effortlessly on the surface.

Without uttering a word, she pointed towards a cluster of large stones in the distance, indicating that they should roll over there.

Clearly, speaking would cause her to lose air and sink.

Although little sprites couldn't he drown, the sensation of water filling their bodies was uncomfortable, and once submerged, they could only roll slowly along the lake bed to the shore.

Thus, they were generally reluctant to venture into the water.

"What a hassle!" Ling urch muttered, watching Ling Pipi drift farther away.

With her four paws extended, Ling Pipi glided swiftly across the lake s surface, quickly approaching the central rocks.

She appeared quite familiar with the route.

Having come this far, there is no point in turning back.

Ling Erang resignedly followed.

She understood that despite Ling Pipi s aversion to study and work, she was a good sprite and would not deliberately lead her astray.

It was unlikely she would trick her into thinking there was something delicious just to play a prank.

Such antics would only invite retribution.

However, Ling urch being large and heavy could not mimic Ling Pipes buoyant floating technique.

Nor had she mastered the flying skills of Defuku and Jing Jing.

So, she resorted to the cumbersome method of rolling along the lake bed.

She rolled to the center of a lake, navigating along the rocky cliffs until she reached the stones.

As Ling Erchong emerged, she observed Ling Pipi exhaling and returning to her normal size, her body drenched.

Ling Erang shook off the water, droplets splattering everywhere.

Once Ling Pipi regained her usual form, she too shook off the water, sending sprays onto the stones, her dark fur glistening under the bioluminescent glow, reflecting a slick sheen.

I had not noticed when this creature's fur became so lustrous.

They now stand upon a stone sheltered by the shade of a tree.

From a distance, the stone appears dimminionive, merely a d.

Yet up close, it reveals itself as a small island spanning over 10 square meters.

Adorned with a luminescent weeping willow that nearly envelopes the entire aisle, emanating a soft, ethereal glow.

In the corner by the tree roots lies a nest woven from straw.

Its dimensions perfectly suited to the form of ling pip.

There it recines, comfortably nestled, a delightful sense of ease enveloping it.

This is your abode.

Whenever you vanish during your tasks, and I cannot locate you.

You must be indulging in slumber here.

Indeed, indeed, replies Ling Pip, nodding in agreement.

Suddenly, it realizes something and shakes its head.

No, no, it is not that I disappear while working.

Rather, it is when I am resting that you happen to be laboring.

Ling Erang remains silent.

Besides, do I not have Erong? You're always diligent, assisting me with my tasks, Ling Pip states.

Ling Erang cannot respond.

As it seems, every time there is work to be done, it inadvertently helps Ling Pip complete the tasks, leaving Defu and Jing Jing unable to confront Pip.

A hint of regret washes over it, for it has always lent a helping paw to Ling Pip, perhaps spoiling the young one.

Noticing the displeased expression on urch face, Ling Pip quickly offers flattery.

Look, I share my treasures with you, even revealing my secret hideaway.

Ling Pip leans closer to Ling Erang, nudging against it to dry off its fur.

Once Yang s coat becomes dry and comfortable, Ling Pip scurries behind the tree, producing a peculiar creature.

Behold this, it is utterly delectable.

Chapter 46.

The evolution of Ling Pipi.

Ling Pipi handed a peculiar creature to Ling Erang.

As Ling Erang gazed upon this strange being, he noted its resemblance to the fish brought back from battle by the divine master.

However, while the fish possessed two eyes, this creature boasted eight.

Unlike the fish retrieved by the divine master, its color exhibited a luminous purple sheen.

Moreover, its aroma was distinctly different.

He had never encountered such an extraordinary scent before.

At first, the odor was pungent, startling his senses.

But as he inhaled, it transformed into an increasingly delightful fragrance, intoxicating him with its allure.

Was this truly food? It was unlike the rice balls and pancakes from the divine cafeteria.

Dissimilar to the stone cakes crafted by Ling Defu and certainly not akin to the stones beneath his feet or the branches above his head.

Ling Erang had sampled everything in the divine realm save for the little sprites.

Yet he had never witnessed such a species.

Ling Pipi tore off several strips of flesh, placing one into his own mouth and another into Ling urch.

As they ate, Ling Pipi emitted a series of hissing sounds.

The moment the morsel touched Ling Erchang's tongue, it sent shock waves throughout his being.

His fur bristled as he chewed, savoring the meat in large bites.

With each chew, the flavors were unleashed.

The texture was dry and firm, reminiscent of air dried fish, bursting with chewiness that far surpassed that of stone cakes.

Not to mention its unique flavor.

A stimulating taste enveloped his pallet, igniting his salivary glands.

Initially at a loss for words to describe this flavor, he recalled the five basic tastes discussed in Ling Jing Jing<unk>s class.