The attendant's eyes flickered with a hint of surprise and respectfully complied.
Shortly, several plates of Spirit Beast meat, a small basin of clear soup with floating golden fish pieces, and ten buckets of crystal-clear rice exuding faint Spiritual Energy were brought up.
This kind of spiritual rice contained quite a bit of essence, enough to fill Xue Qing's stomach.
Although they were already quite restrained, this meal still cost nearly a thousand Mid-grade Spirit Stones.
After paying the Spirit Stones, Xue Qing said no more, picked up a bowl larger than her face, pressed it full of rice, and began to eat with her head down.
She ate incredibly fast, her cheeks bulging, and the slight pained look on her face was soon replaced by the satisfaction of a full stomach, as her eyes slightly narrowed.
Chu Zheng looked at the slightly bland soup and the mountain of rice, sighed inwardly, took two bites, and began to select a suitable Immortal Scripture in his mind.
