The golden dusk, casting its golden afterglow, slowly descends at the end of the mountain range.
A grand evening banquet is taking place in the Ye Family's plaza.
The fragrance of the spirit dishes and the smokey ambiance rise with the gentle breeze, drifting dozens of miles.
For the low-tier cultivators of the Ye Family, the only distress is that the spiritual food before them is out of the ordinary; they can't eat much without turning red-faced and feeling a surge of spiritual light.
In the end, they can only keep drinking the Spring Tea.
The high-tier cultivators are also greatly satisfied with the various spiritual cuisines of the Ye Family.
Though they have never opened a restaurant, for a family skilled with spirit beasts, they excel not only in raising them but also in consuming them.
Many who hadn't shown their skills before now reveal extraordinary culinary talents.
