When he heard the price, Song Yang was a little surprised.
Although 4,100 low-grade sacred sources didn't mean much to him, that amount was enough to buy a pseudo-sacred weapon!
Noticing Song Yang's surprise, the young woman continued explaining: "Although the price is high, the effects of the Celestial Soup of a Thousand Flavors are incredible."
"They say that even a cultivator at the peak of the Royal Real, on the verge of death, after drinking this soup, gained inspiration and was able to comprehend a Sacred Law, ascending to the realm of Saint!"
"Of course, this effect is stronger the first time. If you drink the soup again, the effect will be weaker, and will progressively diminish..."
The young woman explained in detail, emphasizing that the first use of the soup provides the greatest benefits. While speaking, it was possible to see an expression of desire on her face.
However, if she had 4,100 sacred sources, she definitely wouldn't spend it all on this soup.
After all, despite the benefits, with 4,100 sacred sources, it would be possible to buy several sacred-grade pills to improve her qualifications.
Noticing that the young woman was about to continue explaining, Song Yang quickly interrupted her. "I'll take the soup!"
When she heard this, the young attendant's face lit up, and she quickly left the private room to place the order.
...
Some time passed, and soon numerous young maids, led by the attendant who served Song Yang earlier, entered carrying several different dishes.
Each of these young women was extremely beautiful, to the point that Song Yang could compare them to the models from his previous life.
However, compared to the beauty of Sun Yunling and Murong Qing'er, they were still far behind.
"Enjoy your meal!"
After serving the dishes, the young woman, along with the maids, bowed to Song Yang before finally exiting the private room.
When he was alone in the private room, Song Yang began to sample a little of each dish.
As soon as he took the first bite, he felt a faint energy flow into his body, but it was an extremely subtle energy...
"Although the food is delicious, the effect it has on me is minimal," Song Yang murmured, not surprised.
From the start, he hadn't expected these dishes to have any effect on him. After all, his cultivation had already reached the peak of the Saint King!
How could some dishes made from monster meats with Saint Realm cultivation help him?
The only reason Song Yang was there was for the experience of visiting a new place.
Since he arrived in this world, he had never been to a restaurant to try the food, let alone one as luxurious as this.
At this moment, he looked at a very small bowl of soup, still steaming.
Compared to the other dishes, it was minuscule, but it exuded an incredible medicinal aura.
It was the Celestial Soup of a Thousand Flavors!
"Just this little bit of soup costs more than 4,000 sacred sources?"
For a moment, Song Yang thought he was being deceived because, comparing it to the measurements of his previous life, this was no bigger than a simple bowl of noodles he used to buy on the street.
However, he still wanted to try it, to see if this soup, containing 900 types of sacred-level medicinal herbs and 99 types of monsters, whose strength was equivalent to a Saint, would have any effect on him.
So, without hesitation, Song Yang began to drink the soup.
The moment he did, due to his cultivation, the spiritual energy in the soup was almost instantaneously refined..
At the same time, Song Yang felt a refreshing and familiar sensation!
It was the sensation he felt every time he absorbed the energy of death from a corpse, the feeling that his talent had increased!
"Oh? So this soup actually managed to increase my talent? Even if just a little..."
"Besides, I felt that my cultivation was extremely close to reaching the Half-Step of a Great Saint!"
After drinking the soup, Song Yang was truly surprised by the effect.
After all, this was just a soup made with low-grade sacred materials, which were not extracted and refined like low-grade sacred pills.
Therefore, the soup would hardly have any effect on a Saint, let alone a Saint King.
For it to have a considerable effect on a Saint King, it would have to be at least a medium-grade sacred pill.
However, Song Yang soon realized that it wasn't just because of the soup, but because he had never taken any pills or medicinal herbs since he started cultivating.
Therefore, now that he was drinking this soup, he was able to fully absorb all of its medicinal effects, without any waste.
After finishing drinking the soup, Song Yang lightly ate some dishes and then left the private room and headed towards the exit of the Huixan Tower, under the respectful and bright gazes of the young employee.
The reason for the bright eyes was that Song Yang had left some sacred sources as a tip for her.
At the same time that Song Yang was leaving, a group of three young nobles had just arrived at the entrance of the Huixan Tower.
Each of them wore clothes that were not inferior to Song Yang's, a high-grade celestial weapon!
Only this could show that their identity was not simple; they were definitely the young masters of the main families of the imperial city!
"Young Master Han, thank you for accepting my invitation to have dinner."
"Haha, that's right, Young Master Han has now become an important person, and it is an honor that you could dine with us now."
The two young men who were slightly a step behind began to shamelessly flatter Han Luyan, whose smile only grew each time they spoke.
Originally, the three were young masters of one of the main families of the entire Zhenfang dynasty, with similar status.
However, the Han Family decided to support the Blue Lotus Sect in the rebellion.Meanwhile, the families of the other two decided to stay on the safe side and remained neutral in this battle.