After finishing the pot of snake stew, Chen Yan simply lay on the ground, hands stroking his stomach, feeling so comfortable that he almost hummed with contentment.
After lying for a long time, he looked up at the sky and laughed heartily.
"Great mountains, great waters, great meat, great cultivation!"
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Chen Yan stayed in the cave until the seventh day.
His physical cultivation at this moment demanded a huge appetite, and that Second Realm python that he used as food had already been half-eaten by the seventh day.
Such a large amount of Second Realm cultivation food entering the body, made Chen Yan's body feel a comfortable sensation of primordial qi digestion every day.
He got creative with his meals.
Snake meat stew, roasted snake meat, fried snake steak…
Every day, apart from mealtime, he spent his time deep in the belly of the mountain's cave.
Sitting under that stalagmite, feeling the rich primordial qi evaporate up close.
