Staring dumbfounded at the unremarkable food on the plate before him, Mu Chen took another bite. A peculiar aroma spread from his mouth and nose to his Sea of Souls, like a clear spring trickling through and cleansing his very soul. He finally understood the strange looks from the other students, and why Master Ling had looked so furious when he refused the offer. 'This isn't just food! This is practically a Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure—one that nourishes the soul, replenishes Primordial Power, and strengthens the body!!'
However, little did Mu Chen know that as he was savoring Master Ling's unique culinary arts, a plot against him was unfolding outside.
"Is that brat in the dining hall?" a tall man demanded, his voice filled with fury.
"Brother Brom, I saw him enter the dining hall with my own eyes! There's no mistaking it!"
If Mu Chen had been there, he would have recognized the one who replied. Who else could it be but Xiaohai?
