Time within the "Immortal Peach Orchard" had shifted from noon to sunset, yet in the mortal world, it still remained midday.
A gathering of guests were just at the point of flushed faces with wine flowing freely.
As one "Flat Peach" after another, emitting a rich exotic fragrance, continuously fell from the sky, the fine wine and delicacies of the "Flat Peach Banquet" instantly lost their appeal.
Even some misshapen demons drooled from their mouths, corroding a large hole into the white jade ground with a "sizzling" sound.
"Here it comes, here it comes at last! It's even more fragrant than human flesh, huhu..."
"This time we actually picked a whole forty-five peaches? The work of the 'Seven Fairies' is truly indispensable.
It seems next year we must ask them to make another trip."
"It's a pity that top-grade flat peaches are met but not sought, one may not encounter them even in four or five years.
