The Decision of Chu Changsheng

The Treasured Pagoda Meat was as beautiful as a painting.

Bu Fang dried his hands. After breathing out lightly, he admired his completed Treasured Pagoda Meat.

Underneath the light, the golden Treasured Pagoda Meat emitted a brilliance—it was extremely mesmerizing and captivating.

The milk-colored broth at the base helped portrayed the image of a lone majestic pagoda rising up in the center of a lake surrounded by towering mountains.

The aura of spiritual energy drifted up from the spirit ingredients as gentle steam rose up from the milky-white broth. When the two intertwined together, a light mist was created, partially obscuring the view of the Treasured Pagoda Meat.

Bu Fang put his face right before the plate and took a deep whiff. Instantly, a dense aroma surged into his nostrils, tantalizing his taste buds and causing his brows to tremble involuntarily.