It was too delicious!
Little Thirteen's culinary skills had completely won over the Sorcerer Tribe's disciples!
Surprise, excitement, disbelief, and other emotions instantly filled their bodies, making them feel dizzy.
Zhurong still maintained its posture of holding the bowl. Its old face was red as it said in a trembling voice with excitement.
"Big brother, my…my internal injuries…have completely recovered?!”
Emperor Jiang looked at Zhurong and took a deep breath. He was so happy that he wanted to roar at the sky, but he still held back his energy and said in a low voice.
"Zhurong! Calm down…Calm down, I can't let Little Thirteen see me as a joke!!!”
In fact, Emperor Jiang was always like this. He was the most seriously injured when he struggled in the Demon Race's Heavenly Cycle Stars Formation.
However, at this moment, he was almost fully recovered. Not only that, but his cultivation base was also clearly growing.
Weng!
Weng!
Weng!
The surging murderous aura in his blood vessels kept attacking his internal organs. His cultivation realm had increased dramatically!
Step by step, Emperor Jiang was laughing so hard that flowers bloomed in his heart. However, his face was ashen now. He was really stifling!!
On the other side, Xuan Ming and Houtu were sitting together. Unlike the other Ancestors of Sorcery, they didn't eat meat in large mouthfuls.
Looking at Dijiang, Zhurong, and the others, they revealed a look of surprise. Wasn't it just a pot of meat? It wasn't like they hadn't tasted Little Thirteen's cooking skills before.
They held spoons in their hands and ladylike scooped a small spoonful into their mouths.
However, when the soup entered their stomachs, the expressions of the two Ancestors of Sorcery instantly changed!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
A huge wave of energy exploded in his tongue!
The warm current was like a bolt of lightning from the Nine Heavens that shot straight to the top of their heads, shaking their bodies until they were numb.
Her delicate body trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but let out a low moan as she exhaled a trace of hot air.
This comfortable feeling almost drained all of their strength, making them feel a little weak.
They looked at each other and their beautiful eyes revealed shock, surprise, and joy as they exclaimed.
" Internal injuries…are recovering?!"
"This soup is too delicious!"
"Little Thirteen! Your soup is too ridiculous!"
After tasting it, Houtu could no longer maintain her reserved appearance. She started to snatch the food crazily from the other Ancestors of Sorcery.
Not only that, but he also revealed the true form of the Grand Wizard like a vicious wolf.
This feeling was like his body was about to return to its peak.
One word, awesome!
"Zhurong, you can't snatch it from me. This wing is mine!”
"F * ck! Gong Gong, stop it, you're going to finish the soup!？”
“……”
Mount Buzhou.
After the Wizard Tribe's feast, everyone in the Wizard Tribe was immersed in the delicious food.
Not only had all the internal injuries of the Sorcerer Tribe members recovered, but there was also excess surging energy wandering in their bodies, causing their cultivation bases to soar!
Wu Xuan looked at the happy scene in the Sorcerer tribe and smiled so widely that his mouth was crooked.
After obtaining the Primordial Divine Marrow and the Divine Elephant Overpowering Force, his cultivation had reached the peak of the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm.
And now, his strength had begun to soar again.
However, unlike other cultivators in the Untainted Land, after the Dragon-Phoenix Cultivation Tribulation, the Great Dao did not appear. Their cultivation was as slow as a turtle.
After Hongjun preached in the Purple Cloud Palace, they finally figured out the cultivation method.
As far as they knew, one needed to rely on the Connate Spiritual Treasure to cut the corpse and then comprehend a little of the Great Dao laws before they could enter the Quasi-Sage Realm.
The level of a Connate Numinous treasure would determine their foundation in the future.
However, the end point of the Three Separations Slaying Technique was the Sage. Wu Xuan knew very well that the Sage was just a chess piece of the Heavenly Dao.
Moreover, becoming a Saint was even more out of one's control. Tongtian was a living example.
Although Saints were immortal and would not die easily under the Cataclysm, being forced to take the Fallen Saint Pill and forever imprisoned in the Purple Cloud Palace was no different from death.
"Yours Truly has god father's bloodline inheritance of the great dao of the fleshly body. Cultivating the fleshly body is enough to vindicate the dao.”
Wu Xuan rolled his eyes and activated the Law of Power in his entire body, forcefully condensing the surging energy in the food into every cell in his body.
At the same time, the Divine Elephant Overwhelming Force was circulating crazily, allowing Wu Xuan to enter the state of enlightenment again.
If every cell in his body was refined to the extreme, he would be able to kill a Peak Quasi-Sage in the future, even if he had to use his body to crush them!
Night fell.
Zhurong wiped its mouth and burped. It threw a dirty clock at Little Thirteen indifferently.
"This is a little toy I picked up. I'll give it to you, Little Thirteen.”
Wu Xuan took it and saw that this little thing was actually the Bell of Chaos that was covered in oil and water. His face darkened immediately.
The Bell of Chaos was Donghuang Taiyi's accompanying spirit treasure.
It was a Connate Cardinal treasure that was born with heaven and earth. It also contained the power of laws that could help one comprehend the Great Dao.
Wu Xuan had already condensed his primordial spirit, so he naturally knew how powerful the Bell of Chaos was.
When his primordial spirit reached in, he found that Taiyi's divine sense had been erased.
That Taiyi kid must have detonated the Bell of Chaos in order to protect himself and erased his mark.
"Taiyi, after I refine this Connate cardinal treasure, the Bell of Chaos will belong to me!”
Wu Xuan was overjoyed, but he said,""Brother Zhurong, is this how you deal with me?”
"Why don't you ask your Brother Gonggong to help you wash up?" Zhurong laughed.”
" What are you washing?" Gong Gong pouted and said," Is there anything delicious?"”
Hearing this, everyone was amused.
“……”
Wu Xuan knew that his brothers and sisters did not cultivate their Primordial Spirits. In their eyes, Primordial Spiritual Treasures were just high-quality furniture or toys.
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