One after another, bright red spicy dishes were served on the table. Lin Shiyun no longer cared about her modesty. She held a spoon in her left hand and chopsticks in her right hand, eating heartily.
After scooping a bowl of rice, Jiang Beiran sat down at the table and began to savor his cooking.
Chewing the chicken in his mouth, Jiang Beiran pondered over what he should do next.
Be it forging, alchemy, or drawing talismans, Jiang Beiran had left behind the most precious and highest-grade materials.
Initially, Jiang Beiran would never have practiced them, because it would be too wasteful to use them without sufficiently advanced crafting tools.
However, he discovered that his pill furnace, hammer, talisman paper, and other tools had also undergone a transformation after absorbing the wood spiritual energy in this cave for a year.
