815: Chapter 816 Is this the world of the strong?

Following this, Gu Changge provided guidance on the Dao path to everyone one by one, addressing the subtle flaws in their respective cultivation, teaching according to their aptitude, and solidifying their dao foundation.

The group of Prodigies felt their hearts surging; they suppressed their extreme shock and wild joy deep within, bowing in unison with solemn respect, none daring to make any noise or lose their composure.

After bestowing treasures upon everyone and completing all the guidance,

Gu Changge raised his eyes, his gaze passing over the crowd and landing on the entrance to the spirit field not far away. Watching the Golden Fiend Tiger King, who had long been frozen in place with eyes full of shock, a faint smile curled at the corners of his lips.

Ever since Old Huang went into seclusion to cultivate, the Zizhu Peak spirit field had been left entirely to the care of the Golden Fiend Tiger King.

It had always been the most perceptive and knew how to read the room, making it the most sensible "sycophantic tiger" on Zizhu Peak.

Just now, upon sensing Gu Changge's return, it had intended to rush forward immediately to curry favor and offer greetings, but seeing its master busy guiding his Disciples and bestowing Legacy,

it immediately stopped and restrained itself, standing obediently to the side, never daring to rashly disturb its master's important affairs.

But when it witnessed with its own eyes the Heaven-Defying scene of Gu Changge casually pulling out a pile of immortal emperor dao seeds and bestowing them at will, it was instantly completely stunned.

Its tiger eyes widened, its mind went blank, and it froze in place, unable to recover for a long time. immortal emperor dao seeds—it wanted them too!

Not until it met Gu Changge's smiling gaze did the Golden Fiend Tiger King shudder violently, its fur instantly standing on end.

An ominous premonition surged in its heart, and a familiar sense of panic instantly swept through its entire body.

"Oh no! My master's look—this definitely means trouble!"

Gu Changge withdrew his gaze and looked at everyone gathered before him, his tone relaxed and gentle, carrying a touch of casual indifference:

"Alright, don't just stand there. It's rare for everyone to be gathered together; let's have a meal before you go."

"Ah? H-have a meal?" Wang Xiaopang was the first to react, his eyes instantly lighting up.

Li Xuanfeng, Shen Jinghong, and the others were also slightly taken aback.

Li Xuanfeng subconsciously wanted to speak: "Martial Uncle, these immortal emperor dao seeds are so precious; this Disciple dares not delay. Perhaps it would be better to immediately..."

Halfway through his sentence, he suddenly remembered something and stopped abruptly, forcibly swallowing the second half of his intended sentence about going into seclusion to refine them. The words on his lips changed to:

"S-since Martial Uncle Gu has said so, how could this Disciple dare to disobey!"

Shen Jinghong, Lin Mochen, and the others were also stunned. The words they had originally intended to use to decline were instantly swallowed back. They exchanged glances, and their eyes were suddenly filled with anticipation.

The previously solemn atmosphere softened in an instant, and the air was filled with a faint, unmistakable sense of anticipation, along with the sound of everyone swallowing their saliva in unison.

Dong Li stood to the side, scratching its ear, looking at Li Xuanfeng's group and then at Gu Changge with a puzzled face.

How strange. Just a moment ago, they were all serious about taking their leave; how come they are all more eager than anyone else the moment they hear about a meal?

It was still immersed in the immense joy of having been accepted as a Disciple by the Venerable and obtaining an immortal emperor dao seed, its head spinning.

Dazed, its mind was completely filled with the Taixu Illusory Dream Sutra and the dao seed in its hand.

"A meal? How could a meal be more satisfying than refining an immortal emperor dao seed!"

Dong Li muttered in its heart, but still obediently kept its mouth shut, not daring to ask, merely watching with wide, eager eyes.

Just then, Gu Changge, as if he hadn't noticed, merely glanced indifferently at the Golden Fiend Tiger King.

The Golden Fiend Tiger King shuddered all over, its face mournful as it slowly shuffled over.

Gu Changge's expression was indifferent. His gaze swept over the Golden Fiend Tiger King's plump hindquarters. He lightly flicked his sleeve, a flash of spiritual light streaked past, followed by several soft swishing sounds.

Several pieces of top-grade tiger meat, crystal clear in color and rich in vitality, instantly detached from its body and flew into the air. Afterward, he rewarded the Golden Fiend Tiger King with a pile of treasures for recovery.

In the Void Realm, a divine cauldron appeared out of thin air and landed steadily. True fire swirled at Gu Changge's fingertips, igniting beneath the cauldron. Clean water was added, and the fresh meat went into the pot.

In mere moments, flames roared, and the soup boiled.

An incredibly rich aroma of meat slowly rose, sweeping across the entire Zizhu Peak with the wind, drilling into everyone's nostrils.

The previously empty Peak was instantly filled with the alluring, earthly yet immortal scent of cooking.

Gu Changge glanced at the dozen or so people before him, then looked toward the back mountain, his brows slightly furrowed:

"Eating only tiger meat seems a bit cloying, and there are many people today..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly waved his sleeve and grabbed through the air!

"Awooooo—!!!" A mournful and helpless roar of a dragon-elephant came from the depths of the back mountain spirit field.

The next second, a massive shadow, blotting out the sky and sun, was forcibly transported to the center of the Peak. It was none other than the Dragon Elephant Ancestor!

Gu Changge's tone was casual and indifferent: "Everyone, eat to your heart's content. There's plenty."

As his words fell, he acted again. Spiritual light rose and fell continuously as he removed pieces of incomparably tender, top-grade prime meat from the Dragon Elephant Ancestor, tossing them one after another into the cauldron.

The longer it simmered, the more overwhelming the aroma became, swirling with immortal charm. Just smelling it made one's mind clear and their Dao Rhyme restless.

The Dragon Elephant Ancestor's whole body twitched, but it couldn't even summon the thought of resisting, and could only lie desperately on the ground, watching helplessly as it was harvested on the spot.

Dong Li stood to the side, frozen stiff from beginning to end.

How did this Yao Beast before its eyes look so much like the Myriad Elephant Old Ancestor of the Myriad Beast Divine Mountain?

But that was a Peak Quasi-Immortal Emperor Realm! And that Tiger King, it was also a Peak Immortal Venerable!

It widened its eyes, its fox mouth wide open, enough to fit a fist-sized spirit bead.

It stared blankly at the cauldron, then at Gu Changge, who was calmly cutting meat.

Then it looked at the Golden Fiend Tiger King, which was helping Gu Changge, stewing its own meat, and watched the Dragon Elephant Ancestor, which was quietly waiting to be butchered...

Dong Li's mind exploded with a roar; the entire fox felt as if it had been struck by five bolts of thunder.

"Th-th-th-this... is this... how the Venerable and his people eat?!"

"Immortal Venerable meat! Quasi-Immortal Emperor meat! And it's being cut on the spot!"

"Is this f*cking eating? This is eating Realms!"

It looked again at Xiao Ruobai, Fang Hanyu, and Ling Xi, who all looked accustomed to this, and had even quietly taken out their bowls and chopsticks.

Then it looked at Li Xuanfeng, Shen Jinghong, and the others, whose eyes were shining and who clearly weren't seeing this scene for the first time...

Dong Li's worldview collapsed on the spot. So... is this what the world of the strong is like?!

The immortal meat in the cauldron rolled and boiled, the ultimate savory aroma permeating the entire Zizhu Peak.

Everyone had long been unable to hold back, their noses twitching, their throats moving involuntarily. With a faint nod from Gu Changge, they all raised their chopsticks, ready to dig in.

Just at the moment when the aroma was thickest and they were about to feast, two streams of light, carrying the faint aura of slaughter from having just finished a territorial conquest, landed on the top of Zizhu Peak in an instant, their figures solidifying.

They were none other than the Taiyin Immortal Emperor Yue Liuli, who had just finished purging the remaining forces of the Taixuan Immortal Palace and completing the handover of territories and resources, and the Myriad Immortals Sect Saint Su Hanzhou, who had rushed back to report.

As soon as the two landed, before they had even steadied their footing, an aroma of meat, so rich it was almost tangible and entwined with Quasi-Immortal Emperor Dao Rhyme and immortal Spiritual Qi, surged toward them like a tide, drilling straight into the depths of their nasal cavities.

Yue Liuli's cold, clear eyes suddenly brightened. Previously, when she was a remnant soul on Zizhu Peak, she could only watch them eat meat while she could only smell the scent.