Within the valley, Chu Feng was now stuffed. The lion meat was exquisite—one simply cannot grow tired of it. There was a special fragrance to it that diffused throughout one’s whole being during inspiration.
Moreover, it could strengthen one’s spiritual energy!
"Perhaps this can be considered a treasured medicine?" Chu Feng wondered; he discovered that the spiritual energy within him was growing increasingly vigorous after partaking the lion’s meat. He was in high spirits as he savored the boundless power within him.
Earlier, he had been wounded during the intense battle with the Golden Lion King, coughing up large amounts of blood. Although the special breathing technique stabilized him, allowing him to escape any permanent harm, his blood energy was still damaged somewhat.
However, now he had fully restored what he had lost and then even added some. It was so much that he could sense a vague potential of evolution.
"I’ll eat more at the next meal," Chu Feng murmured.
