The Final Preparations

An enticingly rich fragrance filled Wei Suo's entire Heaven-grade Residence.

In a large copper pot heated by fire nitrate stones, golden broth bubbled away amid wafting aromas. The chunks of thoroughly stewed "dog meat" alone were enough to make one's index finger twitch with appetite.

After three days, this pot of "dog meat" hotpot had indeed absorbed its flavors to the utmost. And honestly, the meat of the Two-headed Dog was itself exceptionally delicious.

If he had a small pot of "dog meat" like this under ordinary circumstances, along with two jugs of aged wine, the taste would surely have been beyond words.

But now, Wei Suo was stretching his throat and swallowing it down with extreme agony.

There was truly no helping it. No matter how delicious something was, anyone would grow sick of it after eating it for three days straight. What was more, although cultivators who reached the Second Level of the Sea of Consciousness Realm could go ten days or half a month without eating, their digestive abilities when they did eat were absolutely beyond comparison with ordinary people's. An ordinary person might not finish digesting a pound of meat in an entire day, but for a Circulation Realm cultivator like Wei Suo, it might take only the time it took for one or two incense sticks to burn.

Thus, over these three days, Wei Suo had practically been eating without pause like a force-fed duck.

Fortunately, there were still some fruits on the trees in the Spiritual Fruit Garden outside that Han Weiwei had not killed, allowing Wei Suo to occasionally eat some to change the taste in his mouth. Otherwise, if Wei Suo kept eating like this, he would definitely have vomited as he ate.

The ox-sized Two-headed Dog had truly been rather too