The Charcoal of the Pan Peach Emperor Tree

"It's so delicious!"

Luo Shui's cat-like face was filled with happiness as she savored every bite. With a mouthful of fish, she felt as if she were floating, experiencing a delightful sensation as if she were ascending to immortality.

The fish from the Ninth Heaven Realm was not only delicious but also brimming with vitality. Combined with Li Jiudao's exceptional culinary skills, it was truly a culinary masterpiece!

Lu Liang couldn't take his eyes off Luo Shui. His mouth kept watering, and he even found himself drooling a little. It seemed like he was about to join the competition to grab some fish from Luo Shui.

Li Jiudao couldn't help but chuckle when he saw how greedy Lu Liang looked. It turned out that even cultivators could be this gluttonous. He sighed inwardly, wondering why he didn't have any talent for cultivation.

If he had the talent for cultivation, with his culinary skills and musical talents, he could easily win over numerous cultivators and lead a smooth journey on the path of cultivation. Unfortunately...

The simmered fish exuded a faint, enticing fragrance. Luo Shui indulged in its taste, her eyes glazed over in delight. Even the Patriarch of the Falling Cloud Sect couldn't help but salivate as he watched her.

He felt a strong urge to go and snatch some of the fish, especially since it wasn't just ordinary fish but fish from the dominant clans of the Ninth Heaven Realm.

He had an even stronger desire to grab a bite of it now.

"No, don't look, don't think about it," he repeated in his mind, shifting his gaze elsewhere. He couldn't bear the thought of trying to steal fish from a pet cat. It would be too embarrassing.

"Sir, shall we talk inside our room?" He couldn't help but say to Li Jiudao, unable to stay here any longer. If he stayed, he might really rush over and try to steal fish from Luo Shui, and he didn't want to embarrass himself, especially in front of such a powerful figure.

"Sure," Li Jiudao agreed with a hidden smile. It seemed that even the Patriarch of the Falling Cloud Sect was a glutton. Unable to endure any longer, he suggested moving the conversation indoors.

This arrangement suited him just fine. Although he couldn't cultivate, he could use his culinary skills and other talents to win over and make friends with cultivators, ensuring a prosperous future.

In the city of Qingshan, he had excellent social connections, and nobody bothered him. However, in the world of cultivation, where there were many cultivators, he feared that someday, an ill-tempered cultivator might come to Qingshan City and wreak havoc. He had heard of many mortal cities being wiped out by cultivators.

In the eyes of cultivators, mortals were as insignificant as ants, and they had no qualms about killing them. After all, who felt guilty for stepping on ants?

Cultivators were just like that.

He had settled in Qingshan City because he was afraid of this, but he felt slightly reassured now. He had originally thought that cultivators were beyond worldly desires, but it seemed they weren't as ascetic as he had imagined.

Cultivators also enjoyed eating, playing music, and indulging in various arts. Coincidentally, he excelled in all these areas, and few could compare to him.

Even if the Taihua Sect were to fall one day, he could rely on his talents to ensure his own safety. There wouldn't be any major problems.

As Li Jiudao and the Patriarch of the Falling Cloud Sect entered the hall, Lu Liang reluctantly followed, wiping the corners of his mouth. Then he joined them in the hall.

"Please, have a seat, and I will prepare some tea. I'm quite knowledgeable in the art of tea as well," Li Jiudao said with a smile before heading into the kitchen.

His tea skills were also "beyond mortal." The system had rewarded him with a set of tea utensils, which he kept in the kitchen. He took out the entire set, filled the teapot with water, and brought it out.

The tea set was exquisite and made entirely of purple clay, giving it an elegant and antique appearance. It was flawless in craftsmanship.

As the charcoal burned, its gentle flame emitted a fragrant aroma that permeated the room. The Patriarch of the Falling Cloud Sect, inhaling this scent, felt his pores open up, and he experienced an incredibly soothing feeling throughout his body.

"My life essence is increasing!"

He was astonished. He had never imagined that merely inhaling the aroma of this charcoal could significantly boost his life essence, delay his impending death, and increase his lifespan. What kind of peach wood was this charcoal made from to have such astonishing effects?

He carefully observed it, expanding his spiritual sense to investigate the origin of this charcoal.

When his spiritual sense attached to the charcoal, he immediately saw a vision. Chaotic mist swirled, celestial radiance soared, and the essence of life surged like a vast galaxy. A gigantic peach tree, covered in lush leaves and laden with numerous peaches, was firmly rooted in the heart of chaos, soaring high as if it could penetrate through the thirty-three heavens, emanating an awe-inspiring presence.

Every leaf on the tree bore natural supreme Dao patterns, and anyone who casually contemplated them could grasp an unparalleled technique.

The peaches were plump and juicy, emitting a radiant, ethereal light. The sacred aura surrounding them was so thick that it seemed to turn into liquid, incredibly tempting.

"The Pan Peach Emperor Tree, one of the ten emperor-grade divine medicines!"

The Patriarch of the Falling Cloud Sect's heart raced. The peach tree he sensed was identical to the Pan Peach Emperor Tree, one of the ten emperor-grade divine medicines recorded in ancient texts.

Emperor-grade divine medicines were already astonishing, but this one was even more supreme, equivalent to an immortal medicine! He was truly stunned. In front of this mighty figure, he was as insignificant as dust, utterly inconsequential!