The royal family and the Meng family have a close relationship, often forming alliances through marriage. The Meng family has produced many talented individuals. Whenever people think the Meng family has run out of strength and cannot support itself, a new genius emerges, shouldering the family’s legacy and continuing its legendary status.
Because of this, there are rumors that the Meng family has tied its fate to the fate of the Great Xia Dynasty. As long as the Great Xia Dynasty exists, the Meng family will not perish.
"That's a bit exaggerated," Meng Jingzhou laughed and humbly said, "I didn't expect you all to guess that I am the genius of the Meng family."
"... No, we don't think you're a genius," Lu Yang replied honestly. If the unserious Meng Jingzhou were to support the Meng family, then the family's legendary status would likely end right there. If anyone were to be called a genius, it would be Lu Yang, the future pillar of the Wenda Sect.
The two of them continued to boast about themselves while belittling each other, completely forgetting about the truly extraordinary Peach Yao Ye, who had a spirit root far beyond theirs.
Fortunately, they didn't dwell on this for too long. A powerful and wild aura began to spread from downstairs, shaking the entire Hundred Fragrance Tower. If the tower weren't so sturdy, this aura alone could have brought down several buildings!
Lu Yang and his companions felt as if they had been hit on the head, their minds going blank, and their insides felt like they were being squeezed by a giant hand, causing them great discomfort. Nearby, others with higher cultivation, such as those in the Golden Core stage, were in slightly better shape but still affected.
"Is someone breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage?!" A senior sister in the Nascent Soul stage exclaimed, unaffected by the pressure. She sensed the aura and noted it had a wild essence to it.
The food at the Hundred Fragrance Tower was more than just delicious. A single dish could enhance cultivation or help circulate one's energy. If paired correctly, the effects could be even better.
"I've heard that one could break through a major realm in just one meal at the Hundred Fragrance Tower. I thought it was just a rumor, but seeing it today, it’s true!"
"But I wonder which junior has such good fortune to break through here."
Usually, when someone breaks through, they would go into seclusion, seeking a quiet place. The bustling atmosphere of the Hundred Fragrance Tower, filled with noise and distractions, is not ideal for breakthroughs. Breaking through in such an environment shows just how beneficial the food here is for cultivation!
The waiter lightly pressed down, and the pressure from the Nascent Soul stage immediately vanished. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the waiter in surprise. They thought he was only at the Golden Core stage, but his display of power clearly surpassed that.
The waiter's level was disguised.
Someone whispered to their companion, "I heard from the elders that a thousand years ago, when the Hundred Fragrance Tower first opened, he was already the waiter. A thousand years have passed, and he’s still the same waiter, looking unchanged."
It’s common for cultivators to maintain their appearance, but not changing at all for a thousand years is quite rare.
The waiter, seemingly unaware of the murmurs, apologized, "Sorry, everyone. It seems a customer got too excited during their breakthrough and forgot to hold back their aura. Please forgive us."
A newly promoted Golden Core brother, reminiscing about the earlier aura, brightened up, "That aura had a hint of wildness, like the ancient dragon race returning. It must have been a body cultivator who broke through. We should quickly comprehend this aura; it might greatly help us enhance our physical strength!"
"Absolutely! This is a rare opportunity for us, and we should seize it." The others agreed and began to meditate together.
The five of them floated slightly above the ground, closing their eyes in silence. A refreshing energy surged from all directions, making them feel particularly comfortable.
Even those who weren’t body cultivators valued their physical strength. If one’s magical power was strong but their body couldn’t keep up, they could easily be ambushed and killed in one hit, or if their opponent engaged in close combat, they might not even have a chance to escape.
Thus, the Wenda Sect placed great importance on the physical fitness of its disciples.
The ancient dragon race was renowned among demon beasts for their ability to summon wind and rain and their unbeatable physical bodies. They were one of the top clans, dominating the demon realm. If they could sense even a trace of ancient dragon energy, it would greatly benefit their bodies. If they could comprehend even a single technique from the dragon race, it would be an incredible opportunity!
It was rare to see five Golden Core cultivators sitting around steaming dishes without eating.
Lu Yang admired their sensitivity to opportunities.
"Should we take this chance to comprehend as well?" Peach Yao Ye suggested.
Lu Yang was surprised, "You can sense the ancient dragon energy they’re talking about?"
"Trying won’t hurt."
Just as Lu Yang and his companions were considering whether to meditate and see if they could grasp that ancient dragon’s wild energy, hurried footsteps echoed from the stairs.
A green-faced wild boar appeared, its eyes filled with panic and rage, making everyone feel a strong sense of danger.
What a fierce and terrifying beast, its cultivation surpassing most present!
Moreover, this wild boar’s aura was unstable, as if it had just broken through!
The waiter frowned, conjuring a small vortex in his hand. Just as he was deciding whether to intervene, a flash of blade light appeared. The sharp blade energy cut through the air like a ribbon, carrying an intense heat, and with one slash, the wild boar was decapitated, its head rolling far away until it landed at Lu Yang’s feet.
The boar's head stared at Lu Yang, its eyes wide open in death.
Instead of a bloody scene, there was no blood at all. The intense heat from the blade instantly cooked the severed neck of the wild boar, filling the air with the aroma of roasted meat.
At that moment, the chef finally appeared. He was just an ordinary-looking cook, wearing a tall hat and a special apron, holding a butcher's knife, with a face full of meat. When he smiled, he looked like a bandit ready to collect a debt.
"Sorry, sorry! I didn’t mean to scare everyone. I was about to butcher this dragon-blooded wild boar. Perhaps my killing intent was too strong, causing it to sense a life-or-death crisis, activating its ancient dragon blood and breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage."
"This was our mistake, and it won’t happen again. I hope everyone can forgive us!"
The chef, with the butcher’s knife in hand and a grin on his face, spoke sincerely, and even if the crowd didn’t want to forgive him, they had no choice but to do so.
He picked up the boar's head from Lu Yang’s feet and dragged it back to its body, and only then did the feeling of pressure disappear.
The five Golden Core brothers felt a bit awkward. They weren’t sure whether to continue their meditation or not.
One of them slammed the table, "Damn it, let’s have a pot of wild boar stew, using that boar we just saw!"
The price of Nascent Soul stage boar meat was ridiculously high, not to mention the wild boar with ancient dragon blood. The stew they could make from it would be worth waking up for!
Even if they had to fight for it, they were determined to eat. If they didn’t, their hearts would be unsettled, and the frustration might even cause internal injuries.
The waiter draped a towel over his shoulder, smiling widely, and shouted, "Alright! Five guests, let’s add a pot of wild boar stew!"
(End of Chapter)