On Thousand Streams Mountain, a meaty aroma filled the air, and everyone had to keep swallowing the saliva that flooded their mouths. 

The flesh of the Golden King Snake was succulent and flavourful; there was no need to add extra seasonings. The meat, once cooked, glistened in the light due to the astonishing amount of aeth power essence contained within it. 

After all, it was the flesh of an ancient-era eccentric genius, which could never be eaten normally. 

Toady and A’lu ate to their heart’s content. Even their lips began to glow from the aeth power. 

Lin Xun also dug in, washing down every mouthful of meat with a sip of wine. Was this not delightful?

At first, the other cultivators were reluctant to try because if word spread that they ate the flesh of Jin Xiaoming, there could be serious consequences.  

But they couldn’t bear the temptation and soon joined the eating team. After a sample of the broth, they found that it was indeed too delicious for words and started devouring it without a care about their manners. 

Even some graceful and reserved women no longer cared about their image.

If Jin Xiaoming...