I am a living immortal.

Entering this heavenly palace, one finds a world of hidden secrets hidden within. Su Mu and the others had made many preparations for this banquet, and Shenlong had hired a whole team of chefs.

Spiritual vegetables, spiritual fruits, and various rare and precious animals were all placed on the table. These foods, not to mention the fact that they greatly increased one's power after consumption, were also absolutely rare. This also showed that Su Mu's reason for looking for them was not simple.

Of course, this was their misunderstanding.

The spiritual vegetables and fruits were all grown in the yard, and the rare and exotic animals were also captured by the mirage dragon in the cave. Even if no help was needed, these still had to be prepared.

Instead, it was a scene that Wei Zhao and his companions had never witnessed before. In such an environment, Wei Qi was the most daring. He kept hanging around Xuan Mo, because Xuan Mo looked to be the same age as him.

It was Xuan Mo's first time being around a little one like this, and he quickly became familiar with the situation. Kids are like that. The young man following Cang Lin opened his mouth, wanting to ask, could this be what he imagined?

When they first met, he was still a fish with dragon blood. When they met again, the other party's strength and status were completely different.

Cang Lin took a look at his disappointing son and realized that it was true that you had to compare goods before you could get them.

Cang Qi wilted instantly.

Wei Zhao and Wei Qian followed closely behind their father. They glanced at Wei Qi, wanting to say something but not opening their mouths. Seeing their father chatting with his "old friend," who didn't look old at all, but rather youthful, was this the legendary immortal?

The two brothers looked at each other, shocked.

Immortality has been the supreme pursuit of emperors since ancient times. This is unlike the leader of the Demon Slayer Division, who is practically dead, with only a memory or perhaps a soul left alive. However, even this has its limits: after five hundred years or a thousand years, the body will perish and the soul will decay.

When the soul finally decays, that is when true death occurs.

Unable even to reincarnate, this is true death. That's why the commander had so many privileges. Therefore, even if the other party could live for thousands of years, the emperor wouldn't feel much envy. Furthermore, such immortality would always be accompanied by pain. Indeed, even with the death of the body, the soul would still feel pain, which is even more painful than the physical body itself.

That commander endured unimaginable pain every moment, a life worse than death. Perhaps for him, death was more blissful than life. How many people would desire such immortality?

That is torture, the longer you live, the more painful it is.

However, the person before him, or rather, all of them, were different. They had distinct personalities, no side effects, and true immortality. This reminded him of a word: orthodoxy.

He also recognized Su Mu, having once encountered this immortal when he was a child. The Su Mu then looked exactly like the Su Mu now, with time leaving no trace on either face.

“Please take a seat.”

Su Mu chatted with Wei Ming for a few minutes. Asking for help was best done over the dinner table, something Su Mu did. Perhaps it was a habit, a habit she would never forget, no matter how long it had passed.

Every dish on the table would be bloody and gory in the outside world, but Wei Zhao felt that everyone present was not surprised at all, nor as surprised as he had imagined.

Perhaps subconsciously, this is how a banquet hosted by an Immortal Lord should be.

Wei Zhao, Wei Qian, and several other juniors couldn't get a word in and could only listen. He didn't understand. Did the immortals need help, too? What kind of help?

He listened intently, then casually picked up a chopstick from the delicacy before him. The moment he took a bite, Wei Zhao realized he had made a grave mistake. As the eldest son of the Wei family, what had he not tasted? Yet, this single bite far surpassed anything he had tasted in decades. It was a thrill of joy that ripped through his body, a taste he had never tasted before, a taste that transcended the limits of his taste buds, an ultimate enjoyment.

It wasn't that exaggerated, but for a mortal like Wei Zhao, this bite was like a medicinal meal that instantly replenished what he lacked. The whole-body pleasure didn't just come from the taste, but from the entire body, akin to a marrow cleansing.

It would be an exaggeration to say that one bite of food can transform one completely, but it is certain that this bite of food pushed Wei Zhao to the healthiest state, making him feel comfortable both physically and mentally.

Exaggeration, too much exaggeration.

A panacea, every dish is a panacea.

Wei Zhao subconsciously picked up the second dish, but this time it was not as delicious as the first one, but it still tasted surprisingly good.

Distracted by that bite of food, he heard everyone talking about serious matters, and even Wei Zhao came back to his senses from the delicious food.

"That's the thing. This incident started with me, but I can't do everything by myself, so I need your help."

Everyone didn't comment immediately upon hearing this, instead contemplating it carefully. Cang Lin, as the most powerful individual present, naturally knew about the war. The dragon clan was also preparing, and he, the innate deity, had found some traces of it in the dragon clan's secrets.

But perhaps because the world hadn't fully recovered yet, these innate gods hadn't emerged in large numbers, and so far only the Dragon King of the South China Sea had encountered one. Now Su Mu had told them that there was one hidden in the Yan Dynasty, and that he had been cultivating it for at least two years, which was a cause for alarm.

No matter what, it's impossible for there to be no trace at all. However, the fact is that this is the case. He trusts Su Mu, who he still can't see through.

So, he still underestimated those innate gods.

But it was just right that this time they could try to fight each other and assess their overall strength. The dragon clan had always been domineering, and now they had encountered an existence even more domineering than them. When the two met on a narrow road, the brave prevailed, and the dragon clan was not afraid.

This is also a good opportunity to get to know your opponent.

Thinking of this, Cang Lin had already made a decision in his heart: "The Guangling River water tribe will pay attention to the Yan Dynasty water vein. If we find any abnormalities, we will take action."

He made a promise to Su Mu.

The Guangling River held a high position among the Yan Dynasty's water systems. Although most water deities belonged to the Celestial Court, the dragons of the Guangling River were still revered, at least superficially. After all, as the largest river running through the Yan Dynasty, the Guangling River had countless tributaries, forming intricate connections with many aquatic creatures.

With Canglin's promise, the Yan Dynasty's water veins were essentially under Su Mu's control. Canglin's status in the Guangling River was similar to Xuan Mo's status in the desert; it was extraordinary.

The others looked at Canglin. He was from the Guangling River clan. No wonder.

The next person to speak was Lian Yue. He actually came here to do Su Mu a favor. "A lot of news is first spread in the dark side. I will pay attention to this news."