Bite! New order]
Consignee: Blood Ancestor
(Later stage of Nascent Soul · Three hundred years of seclusion · Extremely bad mood · Killed three delivery men this month)
Product: Malatang (slightly spicy, many onions, widened powder)
Delivery distance: eight hundred miles of dangerous peaks
Time remaining: 60 seconds
Deliveryman: Peng Zhen (mortal bones, no spiritual roots, combat power: can withstand a slap from an ant)
Peng Zhen: I can't deliver this order, or I'll die.
System: Bad review will deduct ten years of life expectancy.
Peng Zhen: ... Will be there soon.
——The whole world of immortals is waiting for his takeaway.
Those who have been in seclusion for three hundred years, those who have survived half of the tribulation, those who have been suppressed for five thousand years,
The big guys are pinching their fingers, waiting for nothing but ascension——
It's a mouthful, still steaming, human food.
Later, Heaven will burn everyone's names,
Only then did I realize that the only thing that could not be taken away in three thousand years was,
It's the stove where this mortal delivers meals.
[Order completed, Blood Slaughter Ancestor received five-star praise: I'll order more next time.
Until one day, he discovered that the scarcest cultivation resource in the entire world of immortality is the smoke and smoke of human beings.
And all the fire in the immortal world must be drawn from his stove.
