Arthur and Lyric’s words clearly made Amber Watts tempted, but she still hesitated because she had been cold to Leo before. How could she now eat the Medicinal Feast he prepared?
Seeing that Amber Watts was unwilling to accept, Arthur had to pass the roast meat in his hand to Jon Conway, saying, “Jon, try this.”
Jon Conway hesitated for a moment before taking the roast meat from Arthur’s hand. “Thank you.”
Pleasing Amber Watts was important, but improving his cultivation was even more crucial. Jon Conway was eager to taste the Medicinal Feast that could help break through his cultivation.
Lyric, ignoring whether Amber Watts was willing or not, forcibly placed a bowl of soup in her hand. “Amber, try it quickly; it won’t taste good if it gets cold.”
Amber Watts looked at the meat soup in her hand, her eyes flickering with light.
Jon Conway brought the roast meat to his mouth and took a big bite.
As soon as the roast meat entered his mouth, it was so delicious that Jon Conway almost bit his tongue.
Experiencing it firsthand, Jon Conway was incredibly shocked. “It’s actually this delicious, even better than the Medicinal Feast prepared by my father and Master Chance.”
“What kind of beast’s meat is this? Just one bite and I can feel energy dispersing in my abdomen.”
While thinking this, Jon Conway devoured the roast meat.
Amber Watts couldn’t resist the temptation either. She opened her red lips and took a sip of the meat soup in the bowl.
Just that small sip made Amber Watts’s eyes sparkle. “This Medicinal Feast indeed has an extraordinary taste. The meat aroma, fruit fragrance, and Spirit Herb scent are perfectly matched.”
Cooking Medicinal Feasts is a fundamental skill for alchemists when they first learn alchemy and study the properties of various Spirit Herbs and Spirit Fruits.
As a second-grade alchemist, Amber Watts naturally knew how to cook Medicinal Feasts but couldn’t achieve this level of deliciousness.
Amber Watts glanced at Leo, who was calmly eating roast meat by the campfire, and a thought crossed her mind: Could he be a high-grade alchemist?
After looking at Leo for a moment, Amber Watts shifted her gaze and continued drinking the meat soup in her bowl.
As the meat soup entered her mouth, Amber Watts’s face blushed-a sign of the energy contained in the Medicinal Feast dispersing within her body.
“Such abundant energy. Could it be the meat of a Demon General-level beast? But even ordinary Demon General-level beasts wouldn’t contain such vast energy in their meat.” Amber Watts pondered.
She didn’t consider whether it was the meat of a Demon King-level beast because even Spirit Saint cultivators might not successfully kill a Demon King-level beast.
Amber Watts quickly finished the meat soup in her bowl, her face now as red as a ripe apple, adding to her stunning beauty.
Lyric, always attentive to Amber Watts’s reactions, laughed and said, “Amber, would you like another bowl?”
Amber Watts bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth and nodded with a flushed face.
At this moment, Amber Watts could be described as wanting to say no but her mouth and body were very honest.
Jon Conway asked for another large piece of roast meat and continued eating voraciously. He then sat with Leo and Arthur, each holding a wine jug, eating meat and drinking wine heartily.
Lyric, with a round belly from overeating, sat beside them, occasionally making childish remarks that made everyone laugh.
Such a joyful scene was something Amber Watts hadn’t seen or experienced in a long time. After hesitating for a moment, she sat down beside Lyric.
A crescent moon hung in the western sky. Though the campfire hadn’t extinguished, it wasn’t blazing anymore. They enjoyed their food while admiring the lakeside night view.
Amber Watts occasionally stole glances at Leo. For some reason, she felt a slight affection for this unfamiliar young man.
At least she thought this stranger named Leo was different from other men she knew.
The night passed peacefully and beautifully.
When the first ray of morning sunlight fell into the courtyard, Leo had already washed up and stepped out.
He went to Arthur’s courtyard next door.
Last night, five people sat by the lake until after two in the morning before resting.
Arthur only got up from bed when Leo knocked on his door.
Leo waited in the courtyard while Arthur washed up and got ready.
Once Arthur was done, Leo handed him a piece of paper. “Arthur, we need to purchase these Spirit Herbs today.”
Arthur took the paper and read aloud as he looked at it: “Bloodwort, Moonpetal Fruit, Inferno Reishi, Eightpetal Lotus, Starbloom, Mapledew, Crimson Icefruit, Dragonjade, Centennial Moonflower…”
Seeing the densely packed names of Spirit Herbs on the paper, Arthur couldn’t help but show surprise.
Although he wasn’t an alchemist, as a cultivator he naturally knew quite a few Spirit Herbs.
In the Awakened Continent, most cultivators learned some knowledge about Spirit Herbs. Otherwise, they might miss out on precious treasures if they didn’t recognize them.
Bloodwort, Moonpetal Fruit, Inferno Reishi, Eightpetal Lotus, Starbloom-these five Spirit Herbs were all fourth-grade Spirit Herbs and rare among fourth-grade herbs.
The rest like Mapledew, Crimson Icefruit, Dragonjade, Centennial Moonflower were all top-tier third-grade Spirit Herbs.
“Leo, does refining Ascension Pill require so many precious Spirit Herbs?” Arthur asked in surprise.
Leo nodded. “Yes.”
The Ascension Pill is extremely valuable among fourth-grade pills. Just one Ascension Pill can increase the chances of advancing to Spirit Saint by forty to fifty percent, making it highly prized.
Leo wanted to refine Ascension Pills not only because he promised to help Arthur’s father but also because he needed them himself.
Refining Ascension Pills required six types of fourth-grade Spirit Herbs and thirty types of third-grade Spirit Herbs.
Moreover, even if all Spirit Herbs were collected, success wasn’t guaranteed on the first try.
So when purchasing Spirit Herbs, they needed to prepare extra.
For his family and his father, Arthur gritted his teeth and said determinedly, “Alright Leo, I’ll take care of all these Spirit Herbs!”
The listed Spirit Herbs were valuable; Arthur thought he might need Amber Watts’s help to gather them all.
Leo took out a Storage Sack from his body and handed it to Arthur. “Arthur, this Storage Sack contains two hundred thousand Low-Quality Spirit Stones. Use them to buy Spirit Herbs.”
“Two… two hundred thousand Low-Quality Spirit Stones!?” Arthur was shocked and quickly shook his head. “I can’t take so many Spirit Stones.”
The annual income of the Watts family was probably only two or three hundred thousand Low-Quality Spirit Stones.