Fragrant grass flourished, and green shade cascaded like a waterfall.
Amid the murmur of running water and the pleasant chirping of birds and insects all around, a feast began.
Taigong Wang had not chosen some magnificent palace atop the mountain, but rather his usual fishing spot.
Behind them stood the towering main peak, while before them lay the mist-shrouded Jade Pool. It had a distinctly rustic charm.
No one objected.
Soon, fruits such as Sha Tang and peaches, along with immortal herbs like lingzhi and magnolia, were brought out one after another. Dew from their recent picking still clung to their surfaces, leaving them crisp and fresh.
There was the occasional meat dish, such as red-scaled fish and rainbow pigeons, but they had mostly been simply roasted or boiled. Overall, the meal looked rather bland.
Samael took a bite, then casually set down his bamboo chopsticks.
Put more tactfully, one could taste the original flavor of most ingredients.
Hinako Akuta and Tamamo no Mae, however, were accustomed to it. At times, they picked up fruit to sample; at others, they held immortal herbs and gnawed on them raw.
Even the carnivorous Fox Spirit had a look of lingering enjoyment while chewing on a stalk of lingzhi.
Though the sight was somewhat jarring, Samael could understand it.
The Celestial Beings of legend were said to live on wind and dew rather than the five grains, and their diets had always favored light, natural flavors.
The ancient serpent shook his head and casually pushed a plate of Sha Tang toward little Yang Guifei, who was watching eagerly.
The easily satisfied little girl immediately beamed with delight.
As Samael stroked Yang Guifei's little head as she leaned against him, he looked up at Jiang Ziya across from him and took the initiative to