The flames used to simmer Snow Vulture Soup had to remain relatively steady, neither too cool nor too hot. The required temperature lay between that of the spiritfire of Qi Refinement and Foundation Establishment cultivators, so maintaining the spiritual-power flames for so long was taxing even for Liu Changxu, a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Liu Changxu had made Snow Vulture Soup that evening to help his father recover from his injuries as quickly as possible. After all, this was not a safe place.
Authentic spirit chicken soup often required several days or even dozens of days of simmering. Given their limited conditions, this pot of Snow Vulture Soup was served after only six hours.
Liu Changxu therefore told the other four apologetically, "Given our limited conditions, this pot of Snow Vulture Soup might not be very good!"
Yet the sight of the milky-white, fragrant Snow Vulture Soup still stirred their anticipation!
Liu Changxu poured everyone a large bowl, and none of them could resist drinking it in great gulps.
At first, Xue Yuchan took only small sips to maintain her dignified, fairy-like bearing. But after tasting a little, she no longer cared about her image and began gulping it down. Her large bowl of Snow Vulture Soup soon emptied, and her beautiful face grew even more radiant and alluring!
Even Liu Changxu had not expected the Snow Vulture Soup to taste so delicious! The moment the first mouthful entered his mouth, its exquisite flavor brought his taste buds to life. Then his blood and qi surged throughout his body, and every cell seemed to leap and cheer, leaving him as blissfully comfortable as an immortal.
After finishing one bowl of Snow Vulture Soup, all five abandoned their usual restraint and drank bowl after bowl. Before long, they had drained the entire