Become an Emperor by Eating Rice: All the Immortals Here Are Nourishment

"Become an Emperor by Becoming an Emperor: All the immortals here are nourishment" [Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger + eat to become a god + crush the heavens] My name is Zhen Qian, the legitimate son of the Zhen family, a waste born without spiritual roots. Among all the geniuses in my family, I am the only mortal who cannot live longer than a hundred years and am just waiting to die. Until that day, Guan Xianglou gave a bowl of leftover rice in exchange for "The Secret of Luck for All Spirits at the Same Table". The world has been practicing hard for thousands of years, and I only need to eat at the same table. Sit at the same table with the God of Martial Arts to soak up the energy and blood of martial arts; sit at the same table with the Sword Master to capture the heart and mind of the sword; dine with the immortals and swallow the origin of ten thousand ways. No need for spiritual food, no need for cultivation, no need for spiritual roots. As long as you serve food and eat, you will become stronger. The genius of the Qin family mocks me as a loser? One meal wiped out all his God of War energy and blood, causing him to kneel down and beg for mercy. The ancestor of the sect looks down on me, a mortal? A banquet sucked away his centuries-old Taoist charm and caused his realm to regress. Do all the gods and immortals want to kill me, the alien? The banquet was full, and all the immortals were regarded as nourishment, and they ate all the way until they became emperors. While others practice, I eat; while others work hard, I serve. From now on, all the immortals here will be my nourishment! [New book sets sail, updated every day, intensive and exciting, never boring!