Before long, the food and wine had gone down, and all five of them were sweating.
Flame Peak's specialty dishes truly lived up to their reputation. Every bite felt as though a flame had been lit upon the tongue, burning from the mouth to the throat, from the throat to the stomach, then spreading from the stomach through every limb and bone.
Sweat ran down their foreheads and soaked their collars, yet their bodies felt incomparably clear and open, as though every pore had stretched wide and begun to breathe.
That thoroughly refreshing sensation was utterly addictive.
More wonderfully, these dishes were not only delicious—they also contained abundant Vital Energy.
The ingredients roasted by Spiritual Fire had been stimulated to their utmost potential, and along with the spicy heat, they seeped into the body and nourished the meridians.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes, everyone felt splendid from head to toe. Even their cultivation seemed to have imperceptibly advanced a fraction.
Lin Gong rubbed his slightly heated face and sighed. "The wine and food at Flame Peak really pack a punch! They're far better than Ice Peak's bland soups and watery fare."
Luo Xueyao shot him a glare. "What do you know? Ice Peak has its own merits, and Flame Peak has its own merits. Each has its own strengths; neither can be neglected."
Once they had eaten their fill, everyone began chatting idly.
The table was covered in a mess of cups and plates, and several wine jars had already been emptied, but no one showed any intention of leaving.
Li Bufan set down his chopsticks and looked at Yang Kai and Lin Gong. "Brother Yang, Brother Gong, if I were to open up a mountain peak one day, would you be willing to come