That cauldron of Four Miseries Nether-Soul Soup, brewed over several days by Valley Master Yan Shouzhuo using more than a dozen extremely yin ingredients as its base, had undoubtedly reached Delicacy Grade. This triggered the Feast Ritual's hidden effect, allowing Jiang Xuan to plunder a portion of the [Four Miseries Nether-Soul Soup]'s origin.
Moreover, because the soup contained countless foods of extreme cold and yin, the portion of origin Jiang Xuan had plundered through the Feast Ritual fused with the Frost-Heaven Divine Sword he was cultivating, allowing him to form the Frost-Heaven Imprint a step ahead of time.
Having figured everything out, unconcealable delight surged in Jiang Xuan's eyes. When he looked at the great cauldron containing the Four Miseries Nether-Soul Soup, his gaze brimmed with boundless longing.
Though the chance of triggering it is extremely low, this is still a shortcut. If I can drink it every day, perhaps by the Hundred-Day Grand Examination, I can bring Winter Solstice: Frost-Heaven Divine Sword to the Fifth Realm: Master. At that point, the cultivation of the Returning to Stillness Annihilation Sword can be put on hold for now.
Yet despite the yearning in his heart reaching its peak, Jiang Xuan did not ask for any.
Jiang Xuan knew how precious purple Delicacy Grade food was.
Not knowing before had been one thing, but now that he did, how could he shamelessly open his mouth again?
Yet just as Jiang Xuan withdrew his gaze and was about to thank Yan Shouzhuo once more, the latter directly picked up a massive porcelain bottle and, without allowing any argument, stuffed it into Jiang Xuan's palm.
"Huh?" Jiang Xuan was caught completely off guard. After freezing for a moment, however, he realized what it was and hurriedly declined. "Valley Master, this is far too precious.