The faces of those royal cultivators instantly turned green, their heads throbbing with rage and indignation. They cursed inwardly—Huang, how could you be so brazen?
Robbery—so blatant, so shamelessly justified—left the victims seething, wishing they could slap him to the ground. But alas, they were no match for him.
This clan sought help, glancing at the other beings present, but no one paid them any heed.
“Enough nonsense, no more delays. Back then, it was you and Chi Meng Hong’s lackeys who interfered with my acquisition of the Dao Comprehension Tea leaves. Now it’s time to collect interest!” Shi Hao declared.
He sat on the ground, holding a massive beast leg nearly as tall as a person, roasting it over a flickering Dao flame. The firelight was bright, interwoven with Dao patterns—flames formed from the laws of the Dao.
“You’ve already taken one leaf from us!” one of the royal cultivators spoke up, gritting his teeth. He felt humiliated—this wasn’t the first time they’d been robbed, yet here they were, forced to submit. If only he were strong enough, he’d fight back without hesitation.
“Of course I know. After robbing you, I settled accounts with Chi Meng Hong,” Shi Hao said calmly.
But his words struck the others like a tidal wave—what did Huang mean? Was this a deadly threat, a warning?
After all, when Huang had settled accounts with Chi Meng Hong, the young prodigy of the imperial clan had nearly died, his spirit barely escaping.
“Here!”
After a brief silence, the young cultivators yielded. One of the royal experts stepped forward, reluctantly presenting a shimmering leaf.
“Thanks!” Shi Hao expressed his gratitude.
The faces of the group darkened instantly. Thanks? Thanks your damn uncle!
As he accepted the tea leaf, Shi Hao expertly flipped the beast leg, now roasted to a golden hue, its rich aroma wafting through the air.
Throughout the process, he sprinkled seasonings with practiced ease, his movements swift and precise—clearly, this was a routine for him.
The onlookers gaped, their expressions twisting in disbelief. Did this guy do this often?
“My skills are a bit rusty—haven’t feasted like this in months,” Shi Hao muttered.
Damn it! The crowd nearly cursed aloud. A cultivator treating roasting as a skill? But judging by his demeanor, this was no ordinary youth. To them, he was ruthless, likely having roasted and devoured many foes before.
“We… should just leave,” the royal cultivators muttered, their faces still green. With a savage like Huang around, they’d gain nothing.
They feared that every leaf they obtained would be snatched away.
“Hold on. You still owe me one more Dao Comprehension Tea leaf,” Shi Hao blocked their path.
At his words, the group staggered, nearly falling over.
Just as they feared—the worst had come. They seethed with anger but dared not provoke Huang, their expressions shifting between fury and dread.
“This is an opportunity. Don’t rush off. I only need three leaves as interest—the rest are yours to keep,” Shi Hao said.
The group exchanged glances, their teeth grinding in frustration. Yet, they hesitated to leave—by their estimates, they could still secure two more leaves.
Soon, the area erupted into chaos again as many lunged for the altar, vying for the leaves.
Meanwhile, Shi Hao finished roasting the beast leg—golden, fragrant, and shimmering with fragments of time.
This meat was clearly a supreme tonic, infused with the essence of laws, its flesh threaded with chains of order—it was the essence of a Time Beast!
“This… is absolutely delicious!”
With his first bite, Shi Hao’s face lit up with satisfaction, his eyes half-closed in bliss. Between his lips, runes flickered, cycling endlessly.
Others watched, disgusted and envious. While they fought desperately for the Dao Comprehension Tea, Huang was feasting like a king.
Of course, many secretly coveted his meal—though they’d never admit it. A Time Beast! Who dared eat such a thing?
Since ancient times, the Time Beasts had been an inviolable race, with Chi Wang as their guardian and their supreme talents as their shield. Which clan would dare offend them?
An imperial clan—since when had they ever been reduced to food?
Yet here was someone who had done it—roasting Chi Meng Hong and devouring half a leg in public, looking utterly pleased. It was absurd.
Beneath the Dao Comprehension Tree, the elders made no move to stop him, merely watching coldly.
“He… actually ate it!”
Some beings in the distance trembled, as if witnessing the impossible. Huang was too terrifying—daring to consume an imperial clan member!
“Who can protect him now? Once Chi Wang emerges from seclusion, even the other Immortal Kings won’t be able to spare his life!” an elder beneath the tree hissed.
Regardless of their thoughts, Shi Hao continued eating the Time Beast, sensing his reincarnation technique improving. From the succulent meat, he absorbed countless fragments of time—manifestations of the laws.
Soon, he finished the entire leg.
“Ah, what a delight. The essence condensed in this leg is equivalent to hundreds of days of cultivation!” Shi Hao marveled.
Even for him, this was a supreme tonic.
An imperial clan—who dared eat them? Who could? This was taboo. Though some secretly salivated, they also felt dread—Huang was terrifying, utterly monstrous.
Without hesitation, Shi Hao then dragged over Chi Meng Hong’s corpse—a ferocious beast with a draconic head, a lion’s body, and spikes covering its hide.
Searching it, he soon retrieved five jade jars, each containing a Dao Comprehension Tea leaf. Smiling, he knew this was a bountiful haul.
“A cup of tea after a meal—time to rest,” Shi Hao mused, storing the Time Beast’s remains.
Then, he fetched snowmelt from a distant ice peak and began brewing tea.
Five leaves in one pot—an extravagant brew.
When the crowd saw this, their eyes nearly popped out. They wanted to scream at his wastefulness. Dao Comprehension Tea—was he treating it like fodder?
Shi Hao ignored them. The tea, once brewed, released an intoxicating aroma, swirling with the radiance of the Great Dao, refreshing his spirit.
Then, he downed it in one gulp—no savoring, no ceremony.
This only deepened the crowd’s resentment. They longed to pummel him, to crush him underfoot!
Shi Hao closed his eyes, immersing himself in enlightenment. His mind and body became ethereal, drifting through the laws of heaven and earth, comprehending the truths of cultivation.
“Boom!”
Light erupted from his body—one burst after another, runes flashing like countless suns illuminating the area.
The aura of the Great Dao was overwhelming, striking awe into all who sensed it.
No matter how resentful the royal clans were, they couldn’t deny one thing—Huang’s talent in cultivation was simply heaven-defying, leaving them green with envy.
Everyone knew—he had reaped immense rewards.
Crack!
A sound like shattering bone, or perhaps lightning splitting the sky, shook the world.
Simultaneously, Shi Hao’s body trembled—then his eyes snapped open.
He had broken through!
Five leaves, fused into a single brew, had unlocked the profound mysteries of cultivation. Now, he had ascended.
Late-stage Severing Self Realm!
Just like that, he had crossed the threshold, growing even stronger.
In truth, after his first cup of Dao Comprehension Tea, Shi Hao had sensed he was on the verge of a breakthrough—just a step away from the late-stage Severing Self Realm.
But he knew—sometimes, that last step was like scaling the heavens. So without hesitation, he brewed all five leaves together and drank them in one go.
The result? Instant enlightenment—a seamless ascension!
Shi Hao rose, stretching his limbs, feeling the surge of power within. His confidence soared—his cultivation had deepened, his strength now truly terrifying.
The other beings stared in shock. After eating a Time Beast’s leg and drinking a cup of tea, this guy had just made a major breakthrough? Was there no justice in the world?!
Inwardly, they raged—this savage, this monster, how could he be so absurd?!
Everyone was speechless. Huang’s breakthrough meant he was now even more formidable—far beyond their reach.
Who could possibly challenge him now?
The crowd stood frozen—angry, bitter, and now terrified. Huang was too monstrous. At his age, he was already nearing the Escape From One Realm!
His speed of cultivation undoubtedly shattered the records of this era!
Many grew uneasy as they noticed Shi Hao’s sharp gaze sweeping over them, scrutinizing each one.
What did this mean? Was he planning to rob them all?!
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