"So delicious," David muttered with an ecstatic expression on his face. He was munching on a pancake that he had bought from the neighboring shop.
Recently, he had become addicted to these pancakes sold by the shop.
In one swift motion, he finished the cake in a single bite and confidently walked through the streets.
The streets were filled with a cacophony of noises. Cultivators dressed pompously were walking through the streets, talking among themselves.
Their faces were bright as they merrily discussed with each other.
"Are you for real?" A slim-built cultivator suddenly stopped and looked at his companion in shock.
"Yeah, the Alchemist himself announced that any cultivator who can give him a branch of the Nine Sun tree, he promised to give a lifetime's supply of pills to that person." His companion looked at the slim cultivator with a proud look in his eyes and explained.
