Two months passed in the blink of an eye, the weather turned cold, but the peach blossoms on Qingqiu Mountain remained radiant as ever.
Inside Chen Mu's cliffside cave mansion, a long wooden table was placed beside the bay window.
The Fire Cloud Gourd standing on one end of the table spat out blue flames, forming a small fire cloud midair. Thin, snow-white slices of Exotic Beast Meat nestled within the flames, emitting a sizzling sound as oil seeped out, curling up slowly. The entire cave was instantly filled with a tantalizing aroma.
Chen Mu picked up a piece and placed it in his mouth. The fresh, savory flavor exploded, prompting him to squint in delight.
"Indeed, meat from the mutated demon beasts of the Mist Forest carries a unique taste."
