Su Xuan and Qiuyue sped up their pace on Mount Everest, for they were now close to what was called Death Valley, Gourd Valley.
At this moment, Su Xuan began secretly observing their surroundings as they walked, in case they missed any Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus – it would have been such a waste.
Because of Su Xuan's recent rescue, Qiuyue had grown even more fond of him. Even if she was a bit tired from hurrying along, she didn't utter a word. Seeing beads of sweat forming on her forehead, Su Xuan could only slow down the pace a little.
Just as Su Xuan and Qiuyue were feeling the pangs of hunger, they suddenly caught whiffs of the tantalizing aroma of roasted meat. Could someone really be grilling meat on Mount Everest?
Su Xuan continued to walk forward and found that the direction he was moving in was aligned with the scent of the roasting meat, drawing him closer and closer.
Smelling the aroma, Qiuyue's stomach suddenly made a "gurgle gurgle" sound.
