Everyone else, besides the one whose ingredients were compatible, also exclaimed in surprise, their inner energy circulating on its own and growing robustly!
This bowl of wine alone provided the equivalent of three months of meditation.
And the one whose ingredients were compatible actually gained ten years of inner energy!
That person, moved to tears of joy, said, "I thought I would never reach the realm of a sixty-year inner force in this lifetime... Today, I have received such a blessing. Elder Immortal, what commands do you have? I will surely repay you with my life!"
The others nodded in agreement.
There is no love in the world without reason. How could such divine artifacts be tasted so easily?
Meanwhile, Zhang Wei activated his electromagnetic induction, carefully observing everyone's reactions.
When true qi is used properly by cultivators, it can refine gourmet cells through specific techniques, converting them into spiritual energy. Alternatively, they can be absorbed entirely, allowing the gourmet cells to take root within the body and strengthen the physique.
But what about this group of people?
In the gourmet world, the number of people capable of hosting gourmet cells is extremely small, and those born with them are even rarer, limited to protagonists and a select few.
However, in the world of cultivation, having had their bodies modified by the first layer of qi refinement allows for the perfect acceptance of gourmet cell parasitism.
Ordinary people who consume gourmet food can only absorb nutrients; there isn't much amplification of power.
They can certainly achieve good health.
Under electromagnetic induction, an unknown energy was radiating from within these individuals, integrating with their bodies!
Flesh and blood modification!
Another perfect parasitism!
It seemed that inner energy could also promote the parasitism of gourmet cells! Not just true qi!
Indeed, true qi and inner energy share the same origin!
Zhang Wei returned to his seat, engaging in some casual conversation about everyday matters, before summoning Toronto and a Galon Tiger with a capture level of three.
"Everyone, please help me assess this person's martial arts skills."
With that, he untied the Galon Tiger's leash and tossed it into the center of the courtyard. The Galon Tiger, startled by the sudden shock, had its fur bristled, roaring and shaking its head, staring at everyone with a hint of madness.
Toronto confidently stepped forward, discarding his longbow and shield, and armed with a heavy cleaver and a shield, charged at the Galon Tiger!
Not long ago, Toronto had declared his intention to challenge opponents of higher levels, stating that even a level three would be no problem.
This was the perfect opportunity to invite the assembled individuals to witness a beast-fighting performance with a distinct gourmet world flair!
After learning sword techniques, Toronto's movements became even more agile, and his attack angles were exceedingly sharp. He frequently predicted the Galon Tiger's attack patterns, landing swift blows with his cleaver. The advantage of the blade was such that he could indeed pierce its defenses.
After a mere dozen or so blows, the Galon Tiger had lost a significant amount of blood, its gait weakened, and its combat effectiveness greatly diminished. Toronto seized the opportunity and beheaded the tiger with a single strike.
He confidently asked, "Principal, what do you think? Did I embarrass you?"
Zhang Wei surveyed the group and asked, "Everyone, how do you find this person's martial arts?"
The assembled individuals wore strange expressions, murmuring a jumbled praise for Toronto.
A heroic youth...
Fearless...
Gifted with divine strength...
Zhang Wei, displeased, said, "Are you all unwilling to speak the truth? Why are you not as straightforward as an eighteen-year-old!"
He then pointed to Shao Ying and continued, "This child, though young, understands the principle of speaking his mind. You are all influential figures in your respective domains, so why the pretense? Even if the words are unpleasant, what can I do? Do you truly think I am narrow-minded?"
A burly man below slammed his hand on the table and exclaimed, "We'll speak if you say so!"
Someone immediately reminded him, "Kuo Long!"
Kuo Long flinched and said, "It was the Elder Immortal who told me to speak..."
"Speak freely!"
Kuo Long felt he had been a bit presumptuous. He then pointed to the person next to him and said, "Kuo San, you're a swordsman, you speak!"
"What does this have to do with me?"
Kuo San, a lone wanderer, possessed an unnamed saber technique. In his youth, he had roamed the martial world, encountering few equals. After marrying and having children, he was ambushed by his enemies, his entire family massacred, and he himself was gravely wounded.
Heartbroken and exhausted, he went alone to a dilapidated temple and created the Three Styles of Kuo Saber!
First Style: Empty Ancient Sorrow!
Second Style: Rolling Plains!
Third Style: Sky-Slaying Array!
Relying on the Three Styles of Kuo Saber, he avenged his family, slaughtering over three hundred people within three days. No one in the martial world did not tremble in fear!
"The two of you, express your opinions. Tell me what you think."
Kuo San muttered, "This person's martial arts... are merely..."
Kuo Long, watching anxiously from the side, could not help himself again and said, "Where's your usual arrogance? Never mind, I'll say it!"
Kuo Long continued, "In my opinion, this person's martial arts level is practically non-existent."
"How should I put it? His entire body's strength is scattered, his footwork is as unstable as floating duckweed, his movements are ostentatious and ineffective. Apart from his brute strength, he's essentially a waste."
"With such amateur skills, if he were in my sect, I wouldn't dare let him out. I fear he would bring shame to the Great Sun Vajra Sect!"
Kuo San let out a long sigh and earnestly added, "As Brother Kuo Long said, there is truly nothing commendable. He still needs much practice."
Zhang Wei was naturally not angry!
On the contrary, he was quite happy, laughing heartily, which made the martial arts giants tremble in fear!
Everyone inwardly cursed, why were these two so blunt? Didn't they realize this person was very close to the Elder Immortal?
What Zhang Wei was thinking was that even if it was just opening up his understanding and practicing for a few days, it had already given Toronto the ability to challenge higher-level opponents, and this technique was considered almost non-existent by these people.
What did this represent?
There was still considerable room for improvement!
These individuals were undoubtedly unimaginably precious treasures!
If he could truly master their techniques, even higher levels would be entirely manageable!
Zhang Wei pondered for a moment and said, "There's still plenty of food. Everyone, please try it."
Whether Zhang Wei was truly angry or not, everyone complied with his request.
Having just tasted the immortal wine, they now sampled the immortal rice, immortal meat, and immortal fruits.
But the moment they tasted it, they were immediately captivated by the ineffable deliciousness!
This steamed rice...
This sausage...
And the sweet fruits, their flavors were beyond description!
Although these were originally only level one, after being perfectly replicated by the Treasure Vault, their nutrition and taste were between 7-9. Even in the gourmet world, not just anyone could afford to enjoy them!
It was a simple meal, yet everyone devoured it like starving ghosts, wishing they could tear their mouths open and stuff it in, chewing meticulously, unwilling to waste a single bit!
"Immortals' fare!"
"Delicious!"
"My life is complete!"
"If only my Heavenly Sea Pavilion could cultivate such things!"
"This taste is worth a lifetime of remembrance..."