"Awoo..."

"Smack, smack."

Mengmeng ate her chicken leg as if no one else was around, completely ignoring Jiang Ziya, who was the owner of the roast chicken.

Soon, the little guy ate the whole roast chicken clean, leaving not even bones behind.

"Hmm, old man, I want more to eat." Mengmeng looked at Jiang Ziya and said with her greasy little mouth open, appearing quite natural.

"Hmm, hmm? What?" Jiang Ziya was clearly taken aback.

"I want to eat more, the roast chicken here is delicious," the little guy said.

Jiang Ziya looked at the little baby in front of him with some confusion, then raised his head and looked around, as if searching for the child's family.

"Hey, I want more to eat," Mengmeng said, slightly annoyed.

Jiang Ziya was speechless for a moment, then called out.

"Shopkeeper."

Soon, a waiter came running up from behind.

"Oh, Miss Mengmeng, what brings you to our little shop today?" The shop assistant greeted Mengmeng warmly.

"Buddy, do you know this child?" Jiang Ziya asked, somewhat surprised.

The waiter looked at Jiang Ziya in disbelief, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

"Is this your first time visiting Chaoge, sir?"

“Ah, yes,” Jiang Ziya replied.

"No wonder, I knew it! Who in the whole of Chaoge doesn't know Miss Mengmeng's name?" the waiter laughed.

"Bring me the roast chicken quickly, I want more!" Mengmeng urged.

"Alright, it's our good fortune that you came to our shop. The boss said that as long as you come, you can eat whatever you want here." The waiter said and turned to leave.

"Hmph..."

Mengmeng glanced at Jiang Ziya triumphantly, as if to say, "If you won't give it to me, I can get it myself."

"Heave-ho." The little guy leaped onto the chair opposite Jiang Ziya, happily swinging his short legs and blinking his eyes as he stared at Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya felt a little uncomfortable under Mengmeng's strange gaze. Having lived for so long and experienced everything, he had never been in contact with a child before, and he was immediately embarrassed.

"Um, is your name Mengmeng? Where are your parents?" Jiang Ziya asked with a smile, giving off a "I'm a good guy" vibe.

"Yes, my family is distributing medicine to everyone, so I just ran out to play. Hmm, I came here by the smell. This roast chicken is delicious." The little guy then returned to the topic of food.

"Distributing medicine?" Jiang Ziya looked at Mengmeng in shock. This child's family was actually from that Zhutianlou. He already knew this while he was in line; the Zhutianlou was distributing the antidote.

"Oh, do you have immortals in your family?" Jiang Ziya asked tentatively.

"An immortal? Hmm... I guess so." Mengmeng tilted her head and said.

"Old man, what are you doing in Chaoge? Your aura seems to be similar to Shen Gongbao's." Mengmeng asked curiously, her little head resting on the table.

"Shen Gongbao? You've met him?" Jiang Ziya was immediately surprised.

Speaking of which, when he joined the Chan Sect, besides Randeng who led him into the mountains, the first fellow disciple he met was Shen Gongbao.

"Hehe, I know, you also ran away from your sect." Mengmeng didn't answer Jiang Ziya, but said with a grin.

Jiang Ziya was both amused and exasperated, but he didn't ask any more questions. He was just thinking about how to prevent Shen Gongbao from discovering him, as he didn't want the Investiture of the Gods to be discovered.

At this moment, the roast chicken was served, and Mengmeng happily reached out and grabbed it to eat.

Before long, the whole roasted chicken was gone. Jiang Ziya was amazed that this child was no ordinary person. After eating two chickens, the little guy's tummy showed no reaction at all.

"Want more?" Jiang Ziya couldn't help but ask.

"No, thank you. My brother said I shouldn't eat food from strangers."

"..." Jiang Ziya suddenly found it amusing. Well, you've already eaten two chickens, and you only just remembered to say that.

Immediately afterwards, Mengmeng jumped off the chair, walked to Jiang Ziya's side, and looked at him with her big, dark eyes.

"What's that in your arms? Let me see," Mengmeng suddenly said.

Jiang Ziya shuddered, and his right hand unconsciously covered his chest.

"What is it? Let me see," Mengmeng asked again.

Jiang Ziya stared incredulously at the little guy in front of him. How could this child possibly see the Investiture of the Gods?

Seeing that Jiang Ziya remained silent for a long time, Mengmeng pouted in dissatisfaction.

"You're such a stingy adult, you can't even look at it."

"This, this can't be looked at casually," Jiang Ziya said with a bitter face.

"Look, whose pig flew up into the sky?" Mengmeng suddenly said, pointing behind Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya immediately turned around and looked in the direction Mengmeng was pointing.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a tremor in his right hand, and his chest felt empty. He quickly turned around and found that the Investiture of the Gods on his chest was gone.

"Giggle..."

Mengmeng was holding up the Investiture of the Gods scroll and smiling at Jiang Ziya.

"You're so silly, you fell for that!" the little guy said happily.

"you..."

Jiang Ziya stared blankly at Mengmeng. He had just been pressing his chest, and the Investiture of the Gods was protected by a restriction personally placed by the Primordial Heavenly Lord, making it impossible for anyone but himself to touch it. Yet, this child in front of him was holding the Investiture of the Gods in his hands.

"What is this?" Mengmeng held the Investiture of the Gods under her nose and smelled it.

"No."

Seeing that Mengmeng was about to open the Investiture of the Gods, Jiang Ziya was so frightened that his soul almost flew away, and he quickly got up to stop her.

"Heave-ho."

With a nimble turn, Mengmeng instantly dodged Jiang Ziya.

Give it back to me.

"I won't pay it back."

"Cannot be opened".

"I insist."

The two chased each other around the store, and every time they were about to catch Mengmeng, the little guy would dodge away like an eel, laughing and playing as if he were playing hide-and-seek with Jiang Ziya.

"Hehehe, go ahead and catch me! If you catch me, I'll give me back," Mengmeng laughed.

Seeing this, Jiang Ziya could only make a hand seal, and a wisp of white smoke flew out from behind him, instantly heading towards Mengmeng.

The little guy opened his mouth and blew gently.

"call..."

Jiang Ziya's supernatural powers were instantly thwarted.

With a furrowed brow, the master cast another spell, instantly converging the surrounding chairs into a cage, completely enveloping her like a prison.

However, before Jiang Ziya could even breathe a sigh of relief, Mengmeng, who was inside the chair cage, suddenly vanished into thin air.

"......"

Jiang Ziya felt dizzy and almost fainted. The Investiture of the Gods had been stolen, and by a child no less.

"It's over." Jiang Ziya's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Splash..."

Without the support of magic, the chairs instantly collapsed to the ground.

"What's going on? What's happening?"

At this moment, the waiter and the owner rushed in and were shocked to see the chaotic scene.

"Guest, what's wrong?"

"Boss, sorry, I'll pay you." Jiang Ziya quickly got up, took out some money, and stuffed it into the purse.

Without waiting for the shopkeeper's reaction, he turned and ran outside. He thought of Mengmeng's origins and the Zhutian Tower. He had to find the Investiture of the Gods no matter what, or things would be very bad.

Zhutian Tower.

Mengmeng tiptoed out, but as soon as she appeared, someone grabbed her by the back of her collar and lifted her up. She felt the scenery around her change, and she was taken to the top floor where Li Daoyi was.

"Let me go, let me go!" The adorable little girl kicked wildly in mid-air.

"You've been nowhere to be seen all day, where have you been running around again? Hmm..." Li Daoyi asked.

"I just wanted to go out for a stroll," the little guy said, his eyes darting around a bit.

"What are you holding?" Li Daoyi asked.

Mengmeng quickly hugged the Investiture of the Gods tightly.

“I found it on the street…” the little guy replied.

"Found it? The Investiture of the Gods has become commonplace? Is that so?" Li Daoyi smiled knowingly.

"What? The Investiture of the Gods?"

The people who had been drinking tea and watching the show nearby were startled and quickly got up and came over.

"Hmph, I'm the one who found it," Mengmeng stubbornly insisted.

"Fellow Daoist, is Mengmeng holding the Investiture of the Gods?" Zhen Yuanzi asked in surprise.

“That’s right, this guy just snatched it from Jiang Ziya.” Li Daoyi nodded.

"Nonsense, I clearly found it on him," the little guy said, dissatisfied.

Everyone was immediately left speechless, wondering why they would say something like "picked up" from someone else's person.

"Give it to me." Li Daoyi held out his hand.

"Remember to return it to me." Mengmeng reluctantly let go of the scroll in her arms.

The scroll left Mengmeng's arms and slowly flew out, then emitted bursts of golden light. A holy aura emerged from the scroll and pressed down on the group.

Li Daoyi waved his hand lightly, and the holy aura on the scroll vanished instantly.

Looking at the Investiture of the Gods floating in front of him, Li Daoyi frowned.

“Fellow Daoist, now that we have obtained it, why not…” Zhen Yuanzi said at this moment.

“No.” Li Daoyi shook his head.

"This item cannot remain here for the time being," Li Daoyi said.

"Why?" Zhen Yuanzi was taken aback.

Even Hongyun, Kong Xuan, and Wutian looked at Li Daoyi with some confusion. Wouldn't accepting the Investiture of the Gods be the biggest blow to those people?

"It's just a mere list of gods. In my eyes, it's nothing more than a piece of paper, and it's the same in the eyes of the one on it. If it's lost, they can naturally make another copy, but that would completely expose us, which would be a loss," Li Daoyi explained.

"Yes, that makes sense." Everyone nodded.

"Then what should we do?" Kong Xuan asked.

Li Daoyi glanced at Mengmeng and casually returned the scroll to her.

"Go and return the things to them yourself," Li Daoyi said.

“This is mine,” Mengmeng said, her head down.

"Don't you listen to your brother?" Li Daoyi asked, slightly annoyed.

"I'll return it, hehe..." Mengmeng made a face at Li Daoyi, reached out and took the Investiture of the Gods scroll, and then disappeared from Li Daoyi's hand.

At this moment, Jiang Ziya was suffering terribly as he squeezed through the crowd on the street. Several times he wanted to use his magic to fly over, but Chaoge City did not allow cultivators to use magic at will, a fact he had been told when he entered the city.

Just then, Jiang Ziya felt his clothes being tugged. Looking down, he saw Mengmeng holding the Investiture of the Gods scroll and smiling at him.

“It’s you…” Jiang Ziya exclaimed in shock.

"Here you go, I didn't open it."

After Mengmeng finished speaking, she shoved the scroll into Jiang Ziya's hand, then turned and disappeared into the crowd.