Once all the preparations were done, Feng and Elena finally sat down at their makeshift table and chairs to start eating.
Elena placed two wooden gourds filled with fresh water from the river, while Feng finally revealed the Red-Tipped Brown Boar at he had managed to bring with him from their last al with the Blackwood Ruler.
When Elena noticed that Feng also had a Bag of Holding, she was clearly surprised.
Even in her hotown, Bags of Holding were items reserved for geniuses from major clans.
Even her father had only given her one for her tenth birthday—after she had thrown a bit of a tantrum upon seeing it from afar in a spiritual artifact shop.
"It seems your family values you very highly if you have sothing like that," Elena remarked, nodding toward Feng’s Bag of Holding.
The rich aroma of the boar at filled the air, making the al even more enticing.
Feng followed her gaze and looked at his right hand, where the Bag of Holding was secured. Slowly, he shook his head.
"This wasn’t given to . I took it off soone who tried to kill ," Feng said quietly.
Even though it had been so ti since his encounter with Ren, their fight had left a deep impression on him.
After all, Ren was the first person to push him to the brink of death—aside from Yuta, of course.
Elena didn’t seem at all bothered by the fact that Feng had taken the bag from soone who had tried to kill him.
It was clear she was the kind of person who wouldn’t hesitate to eliminate threats if her life was in danger.
"Well, when it cos to life and death, it’s either you or him," Elena said casually, as if discussing sothing trivial.
Her lack of judgnt surprised Feng.
"Thank you," he nodded quietly, a bit touched by her sentint.
Clearly he hadn’t expected a girl with a face that could topple entire cities to have such firsthand experience of the cruelty of the cultivation world.
Simply put in this world of cultivation, where one had to plunder resources from others to grow stronger, life and death were always hanging in the balance, if you are unwilling to risk your life and take from others what they would have taken from you, you would be the first to die.
"Why don’t we start eating, I’m actually pretty excited for you to taste this!" Feng looked excited clearly he was very eager to see the kind of expression this girl would have when she finally tasted the at he and the Blackwood Ruler cooked together.
Although Elena didn’t really understand Feng’s enthusiasm she still slowly opened her mouth and took her first bite of the Red-Tipped Brown Boar at, after a seconds of chewing her eyes suddenly widened in shock.
It wasn’t the taste that surprised her—she had eaten spiritual beast at plenty of tis before. As soone of her standing, she could enjoy such als every other day if she wanted to.
However, what imdiately caught her attention was the sheer amount of spiritual energy the at sent surging through her body, filling her with newfound vigor.
"12th level of Qi Condensation?" Elena blurted out, her gaze snapping to Feng.
Even for her, eating spiritual beast at at this level was a rare luxury.
Such beasts weren’t easy to co by, and considering that, from her perspective, Feng was only at the 6th level of Qi Condensation, it should have been impossible for him to hunt sothing this powerful on his own.
Her mind imdiately went into overdrive, trying to piece together how he had managed such a feat.
Feng, noticing the strange way Elena was staring at him, couldn’t help but ask, "Is it not good?"
A sudden wave of nervousness hit him.
After all his bragging, if she didn’t like the at, he would be beyond embarrassed.
Seeing his self-conscious reaction, Elena quickly shook her head and softly replied, "It’s not that. I just don’t think you’re strong enough to hunt a spiritual beast of this caliber."
Her piercing blue eyes t his, filled with curiosity.
Feng’s expression imdiately soured. Muttering to himself, he grumbled, "You don’t have to keep reminding that I’m weak, you know... I’m actually pretty decent for my age."
Seeing that Feng had misunderstood her intentions and was slipping into self-pity again, Elena quickly spoke up to clarify.
"Even for soone like , hunting a spiritual beast this strong is nearly impossible.
If I wanted to take down a beast of this level, I’d need help from soone at least at the Foundation Establishnt realm."
Elena quietly observed him, clearly waiting for an explanation.
It was obvious—she was very interested in how he had managed to acquire such a powerful beast.
It wasn’t . My Master helped hunt this," Feng replied, his expression shifting to one of deep respect.
It was clear he held the Blackwood Ruler in high regard, treating him as his first true teacher.
Noticing that Feng didn’t elaborate further, Elena decided not to press him for details.
Everyone had their own secrets—forcing answers at this point would be rude.
A comfortable silence settled between them as they focused on their al.
Elena, in particular, seed to enjoy the taste of the Red-Tipped Boar at.
Since it was her first ti eating it, she had no resistance to the spiritual energy infused within.
The rich energy acted like a tonic, subtly expanding her spiritual sea.
After a few minutes, both of them finally finished their al.
Feng let out a satisfied burp, rubbing his belly.
"I’m gonna miss eating stuff like this when I get to Brightshore City," he muttered, shaking his head with a hint of nostalgia.
He firmly believed that spiritual beast at of this quality would be far too expensive in Brightshore’s restaurants.
Elena glanced at him, her expression thoughtful.
After a brief pause, she finally spoke.
"Once you get to Brightshore City, co look for .
I’ll treat you to a al—as thanks for the Black Blood, and as an apology for the previous incident."
She shifted slightly in her seat, clearly still feeling guilty about having threatened Feng’s life earlier.
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