"Sweet. As for the exact flavor... how should I put it? It's kind of like... forget it, I can't describe it. Anyway, it's delicious. If you get the chance, you can taste it for yourselves."
Food critic Luo Chuan was sharing the taste of the food with the customers during the livestream. Clearly, he was still not very proficient at his job and could not accurately describe the flavor.
'If I'm not mistaken, that White Mist looks like spiritual energy, doesn't it?'
'So what grade of spirit medicine is that supposed to be?'
'Above saint-grade.'
'Taste it for ourselves? Boss, you think far too highly of us...'
Saint-grade spirit medicine was a rare treasure on the Tianlan Continent, something one could only encounter by chance and never seek. Countless alchemists never even had the opportunity to touch it with their own hands, so naturally, its price would not be low.
At the very least, tens of thousands of Spirit Crystals.
Luxury had reached such a level... perhaps only the Boss could casually comment on its taste? And compared to its effects, what he cared about most was actually the flavor!
"Hm?"
Luo Chuan suddenly sensed a faint spatial disturbance and turned to look.
A strange fissure abruptly appeared in midair, continuously expanding. Through it, he could vaguely see grayish-white colors on the other side, while the unique aura of the Shadow Realm spread out from within.
The next instant, a dazzling figure leaped from the crack and landed steadily on the ground. It was the beast that had inexplicably fled earlier.
It shook its head, as though passing through two spaces had left its mind somewhat muddled. Soon, its gaze shifted to Luo Chuan.
More precisely, to the spirit medicine in Luo Chuan's hand.
Its golden pupils instantly contracted, every