If the local god was able to eat even a single portion of this immortal quality dish, then his body that could not condense properly would finally become solid, allowing his body to go up a level.
Just like that, the worth of the immortal quality dish was now precious in his eyes
"Old man are you willing to trade three portions of Fortune Tea for one portion of this immortal quality dish?"
After pondering, the local god gritted his teeth and took out the tea leaves in his collection to exchange for it.
Wei Xiao Bei did not say anything, causing the local god to glare at him and specifically say, "This is not normal Fortune Tea! This is rare quality Fortune Tea!"
Although the local god did not explain anything, Wei Xiao Bei understood what the local god considered as rare quality Fortune Tea. It should be the tea leaves that he had especially consecrated on the main temple hall's incense burner table.
