Perhaps taking it all was the best solution.
Qin Yan thought to himself, his gaze sweeping over the spirit food on the table.
They could not possibly finish eating, only for Peak Master Jian Wuya to put the food away and use it to entertain others next time, could they?
As a dignified True Emperor expert and master of Ten Thousand Swords Peak, he probably would not do something like that. It would be far too undignified.
In fact, Qin Yan was not wrong.
This spirit food was meant for them to eat.
This time, Jian Wuya had won the Enlightenment Sword Bamboo—an Eleventh-Grade Spirit Herb of immeasurable value—from Lu Chenyuan.
Compared to the Enlightenment Sword Bamboo, the meat of Seventh Grade Fierce Beasts and the supplementary ingredients of Seventh Grade spirit herbs were merely a drop in the ocean, not worth mentioning.
Jian Wuya was in an excellent mood, so he had brought out this spirit food to properly reward his disciples.
The young people had won a splendid victory, so as their Peak Master, he naturally could not be stingy.
Although Seventh Grade spirit food was extremely precious to Qin Yan and the others, it was nothing to Jian Wuya, and its value could not compare to the Enlightenment Sword Bamboo at all.
After thinking it over for a while longer, Qin Yan decided that he was right.
Thus, Qin Yan became completely unrestrained.
He picked up the spirit food and spirit liquids from the table one by one, then stored them in his Storage Ring.
His movements flowed as smoothly as clouds and water, completed in one breath without the slightest hesitation.
Red Flame Flood Dragon spine meat—taken.
Green Scale Python soup—taken.
Golden Horned Rhino ribs—taken.
Millennium Spirit Honey Brew—taken.
Moonlight Pure Dew—taken.
Piece after piece, plate