Xu Yi was a seasoned gourmand. Faced with such a delicious feast, how could he possibly hold back? Before long, he had devoured the entire Eight Delicacies Feast.
Chen Fangge was delighted by Xu Yi's lack of formality. He immediately ordered ten more feasts, looking as though he wouldn't rest until Xu Yi's belly was full.
Xu Yi didn't hold back, either. He welcomed every dish, wolfing them down like a shooting star chasing the moon, swallowing mountains and devouring seas. Wangbei Tower's kitchen couldn't keep up with his pace.
Chen Fangge laughed heartily. "Brother Xu is indeed a man of great appetite. I, Chen, admire you. Take your time, take your time. Today, I'll see to it that you eat your fill. Let's wait a little and have some tea."
As he spoke, he filled a cup for Xu Yi.
Just then, a shout rang out. Everyone's attention was drawn to the commotion in the west. At a single glance, Xu Yi found himself unable to look away.
Chen Fangge exclaimed in a hushed voice, "The Qianyuan Bead! What a treasure!"
The Qianyuan Bead was indeed a treasure. Ghost immortals were also known as beings with a Qianyuan Body, and the Qianyuan Bead naturally had the wondrous ability to nourish their bodies.
Worn for a long time, it could greatly help purge impurities from the body and calm the mind. Once its teachings spread, it could accelerate a cultivator's progress and increase their chances of breaking through bottlenecks.
It was truly a priceless auxiliary treasure.
The crowd's cries rang out without pause, everyone captivated by the bead, which gleamed like a star. The person holding it was a young man in a crimson robe. He raised his voice and said, "This Qianyuan Bead of mine is beyond price. Surely