150: Chapter 150 is all? You call this a celestial feast? It doesn't even smell as good as a roadside stall!

Passing through the white jade archway, the scenery before them suddenly opened up.

Unlike the desolate Gobi desert outside, this place felt like another world.

Green mountains and clear waters, birds singing and flowers fragrant, the air was filled with a faint white mist, which was the highly concentrated Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

From time to time, one could see a few immortal cranes circling in the clouds, emitting crisp cries.

"Wow... this is simply a fairyland on earth!"

Reba clung to the car window, her eyes darting everywhere, unable to take it all in.

She took out her phone to take pictures, only to find there was no signal at all, so she had to give up helplessly.

"Is this the handiwork of a hidden Sect?"

Su Yang looked at the scenery outside the window and nodded secretly.

"Using the Mountain-Protecting Grand Formation to lock in the Spiritual Qi, and then using Formations to regulate the climate, they forcibly created a Jiangnan water town in a bitter, cold land."

"It really has some merit."

The car drove along the winding mountain road for ten minutes and finally arrived at a huge square halfway up the mountain.

This was the "Outer Sect Square," and also the place where the Flat Peach Gathering received secular guests.

At this moment, the square was already filled with luxury cars.

Rolls-Royces, Bentleys, Ferraris... it was practically an international luxury car exhibition.

And next to the luxury cars, a special area had been marked out, where what was parked was not cars, but—

Huge golden eagles, scaled unicorns, and even a few giant swords floating in mid-air.

"Are those... the mounts of Cultivators?"

Mary looked at the Spirit Beasts with vigorous blood and Qi, and couldn't help but lick her lips.

"They look very delicious."

"Restrain yourself."

Su Yang knocked on her head.

"Those are other people's means of transportation; if you eat them, you'll have to pay for them."

After parking the car, the group walked into the banquet venue.

This was an open-air garden, filled with exquisite jade tables and chairs.

Hundreds of gorgeously dressed guests moved among them, holding wine glasses, either talking loudly or cautiously chatting with a few young people wearing taoist robes.

Those wearing taoist robes were obviously Disciples of Yaochi, or other Cultivators who had been invited.

In front of these secular elites, they all held their heads high, their expressions arrogant, enjoying the treatment of being the stars surrounded by the moon.

"Tsk tsk, the class hierarchy is strict indeed."

Su Yang led the three women to find a secluded corner to sit down.

As soon as they sat down, a maid brought over several plates of fruits and a pot of clear wine.

"Is this the legendary Flat Peach?"

Mary couldn't wait to grab a peach that was only the size of a fist with greenish skin, and took a crunchy bite.

The next second.

"Pah! Pah! Pah!"

She spat it out directly, her brows furrowed into a "chuan" shape.

"So sour! And astringent and hard! It's not even as tasty as the honey peaches sold in the supermarket for five yuan a jin!"

"This is an Immortal feast? You must be kidding!"

Su Yang picked up the bitten peach and looked at it.

"This is called a 'hairy peach,' the lowest quality fruit produced by the Flat Peach tree, and the tree age is probably only a few decades."

"The Spiritual Qi is thin, and the taste is indeed average."

"This Yaochi is really a good hand at business, using things that would be considered too shabby even to feed to monkeys to fool foreign guests."

Just then, a sneer came from the table next to them.

"Where did these bumpkins come from? They really don't know quality!"

The speaker was a young man in a white suit, his hair combed until it was shiny, and he wore a Patek Philippe on his wrist.

He was looking at Su Yang's table with a look of disdain.

"This is a Spirit Peach specialty of Yaochi! Eating one can extend one's life by three years! It's been hyped up to five hundred thousand per piece on the black market!"

"And you actually complain that it's sour?"

"Do you really think this is a vegetable market, letting you come here for an all-you-can-eat fruit buffet?"

As soon as these words were spoken, people around them cast mocking glances.

"Extend life by three years?"

Before Su Yang could speak, Mary rolled her eyes first.

"With just this little bit of Spiritual Qi, it's not as substantial as me taking a sip of blood."

"You!"

The young man choked, then sneered.

"You certainly have a big mouth."

"I am Zhang Wei of the Jiangnan Zhang family, and my father is the richest man in Jiangnan!"

"For this seat, our family gave a five-hundred-year-old wild ginseng!"

"What about you? Looking at your shabby appearance, I'm afraid you snuck in, right?"

The Zhang family again?

Su Yang remembered the name mentioned by the snobbish welcoming Disciple at the entrance.

"Five-hundred-year-old wild ginseng?"

Su Yang leaned back in his chair, peeled a grape, and popped it into his mouth.

"I'm asking you, are you rich people stupid?"

"Trading a five-hundred-year-old medicinal king for a few rotten peaches that even pigs wouldn't eat."

"With this IQ, how did you become the richest man?"

"What did you say?!" Zhang Wei slammed the table and stood up.

"You say these are rotten peaches? Then why don't you bring out something good and let's see!"

"Exactly! Who is this guy? So arrogant?"

"Daring to cause trouble on Yaochi's territory, do you not want to live anymore?"

The surrounding guests also began to jeer.

"Something good?"

A wicked smile curled at the corners of Su Yang's mouth.

"Fine, since you've asked sincerely, I will be merciful and let you open your eyes."

"Mary, take out our 'snacks'."

"Alright, Boss!"

Mary had been hungry for a long time.

She directly took out a large piece of meat wrapped in oil paper from her backpack (actually it was a cover, the items were in Su Yang's space).

The moment she opened the oil paper.

Boom!

A rich, almost tangible meaty aroma, mixed with a domineering thunder-fire aura, instantly swept across the entire square!

It was not just an aroma, but a pressure of high-level energy!

The people who were chatting noisily just a moment ago suddenly felt their breathing hitch, as if they were being stared at by a Vicious Beast.

"This is..."

Not far away, several originally haughty Spirit Beast mounts, upon smelling this scent, were so scared that they lay on the ground trembling, excreting waste!

"It's nothing special."

Su Yang casually tore off a piece of meat; it was the tenderloin of the [Thunder-Fire Demon Lizard] that had been roasted earlier.

The meat was crystal clear, with sizzling electric arcs flashing on it.

"It's just a piece of meat from a Golden Core Stage Yao Beast."

"Although it gets stuck in your teeth a bit, it's decent enough to nourish the body."

Su Yang took a bite, his mouth full of oil.

"Come, Reba, Chu Ling, have a taste."

"This is pure, natural, and harmless; it's much better than those rotten peaches."

Dead silence.

The whole place was dead silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the piece of meat in Su Yang's hand that was still sparking with electricity.

Golden Core Stage... Yao Beast meat?!

That Zhang Wei was so scared that he sat down on the ground, his face pale.

Although he was a Mortal, he knew what the Golden Core Stage meant!

That is a land immortal!

This person actually roasted and ate a Yao Beast at the level of a land immortal?!

"Gulp..."

Don't know who swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Immediately following, a burst of hurried footsteps came.

"Who is making noise here?!"

A group of Yaochi Elders wearing gorgeous taoist robes with powerful auras, having sensed this terrifying Demonic Qi, flew out from the inner gate in a hurry.

When they saw the piece of meat in Su Yang's hand, their eyeballs were almost popping out.

"This... this is a Thunder-Fire Demon Lizard?!"

"And it's a mutated thunder breed?!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman leading them asked in a trembling voice.

"This Fellow Daoist... this meat... will you sell it?"

"We at Yaochi are willing to offer ten... no, one hundred five-hundred-year-old Flat Peaches to trade with you!"

Su Yang heard this, looked up at her, and then looked at the meat in his hand that had already been half-eaten.

"Not for sale."

"I've already bitten it, do you have a germ phobia?"

"I don't mind! I don't mind at all!"

The Elder was so excited she was about to pounce on him.

No joke!

That was flesh and blood of a Golden Core Stage beast containing Thunder-Fire Law!

Eating one bite is worth ten years of hard cultivation!

Who cares about a bit of saliva!

Looking at those immortal superiors who were usually high and mighty, now losing all their image just to eat someone else's leftovers.

The surrounding rich people completely doubted their lives.

What the hell... who is the real bumpkin here?!