Faced with Yan Xiujin's complaints.
Ling Wuyuan was not lying in his reply. It was the plain, honest truth.
Because he knew Yan Xiujin and the others' strength very well, he had carefully controlled the seasonings and ingredients in advance, avoiding anything especially high-grade or violently potent.
After all, no matter how good something was, one had to live long enough to digest it.
Given Yan Xiujin and the others' strength.
If Ling Wuyuan truly brought out high-level ingredients for them to eat, something would go wrong within minutes.
Take high-level demonic beasts, for example.
If he casually used their flesh and blood to make a couple of dishes, Yan Xiujin and the others might not even be able to endure them.
Thus, because Ling Wuyuan had screened the raw ingredients beforehand.
Normally.
After Yan Xiujin ate the food, she should not have felt unwell at all. She should only have felt comfortable.
In essence.
It was not much different from enjoying an ordinary medicinal meal.
But Yan Xiujin was truly too greedy—
Which directly resulted in her being somewhat too weak to handle such nourishment.
Because her digestion and absorption abilities were insufficient, the immense medicinal power piled up inside her body, something she could not digest in three to five minutes.
Furthermore, as her body was stimulated by the medicinal power.
She immediately felt somewhat uncomfortable.
"You merely have indigestion."
"You should lie back in your chair and rest properly~"
"You'll be fine in a few dozen minutes."
"Of course, you can also circulate your cultivation technique to quickly sort through the medicinal power in that food—"
However.
Hearing his rather calm consolation.
Yan Xiujin immediately revealed an expression of utter sorrow.
"Sure enough, Brother Ling, you don't love me anymore. You won't even come comfort me or