Chen Lin sampled every spirit food dish on the table, but none reached star-tier quality. He could not help feeling a little disappointed.
This Spirit Food Pavilion was the most famous establishment in Liangyi City, and Huang Liu had ordered its signature dishes. If even these failed to qualify as Star-Tier Gourmet Food, the other places in the city were unlikely to have any either.
Star-Tier Gourmet Food was truly scarce!
Chen Lin sighed inwardly with endless feeling. He had obtained two kinds at once in Myriad Spirit City, then acquired Qiaoniang's Myriad Phenomena Porridge. He had thought this journey would yield a rich harvest.
Yet reality had fallen far short of his expectations.
Along the way, he had stopped in quite a few cities, but found nothing in any of them. Star-Tier Gourmet Food seemed even rarer than precious ten-thousand-year-old spirit herbs.
After lamenting this, Chen Lin went straight to the point. "Fellow Daoist Huang, I assume you didn't invite me here merely to reminisce. You look troubled. Have you run into some difficulty?"
She had helped him many times before. If it was within his power, returning the favor was only right.
Huang Liu fell silent for a moment, then drew a breath. "You saw through me, Brother Chen. I have indeed run into some trouble."
"Why don't you tell me about it?"
Chen Lin looked at her, but made no sweeping promises.
With his cultivation, he was not yet powerful enough to do as he pleased in Liangyi City.
"Here's what happened."
Huang Liu considered her words before saying, "The reason I left the Myriad Pill Pavilion back then was that one of the pavilion master's disciples, who was in the late Spirit Transformation realm, kept harassing me. While the pavilion master was alive, he didn't dare