Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

The creatures of the underworld had no idea who the Flower-Scattering Taoist was, but they did know that if the gatekeeper called out "Distinguished Guest," then a distinguished guest had definitely arrived.

After all, the doorman was a man of wide experience and had a keen eye for people; he could tell who was who.

When the king stepped into the mansion, there were alluring women, fox spirits dragging their tails, rabbit spirits with long ears, cat spirits, and so on.

These female creatures swayed around him, emitting a strange fragrance, and kept saying "May you be blessed, sir!" and "May you be mighty, sir!"

There were also children and maidens scattering flowers in front: all sorts of strange petals never seen in the present world fell, fluttering and scattering, creating a beautiful scene.

Wang Quan stared intently, observing each flower and petal, then absorbed the essence into himself: "In the future, when I shower people with flowers, I'll have even more methods; I can also let the bumpkins of the modern world experience the small shock I've gained from my studies."

When he came to his senses, he found himself already seated at the head of the banquet.

The female demons quietly retreated, and in their place came elegantly dressed and extraordinary noblewomen.

These noble ladies carefully flattered him, either by cleaning his ribs or polishing his thigh bones; some women even held his head and polished it until it was oily and shiny.

"Where is Prince Duomu?" Wang Quan asked curiously.

A noblewoman quickly said, "His Highness originally did not want to come, but upon hearing that a distinguished guest had arrived, he hurriedly went to bathe and change his clothes."

"They should be here soon."

"Master, let's drink!"

The wine in the underworld is extraordinary.

Wang Quan took a sip, thinking the wine would slide down his ribs.

As a result, the alcohol entered his chest and somehow seeped into his spine, ribs, and sternum.

Even in his skeletal form, he could taste the fine wine.

The information appearing above the [Third-Rank Daoist Seal] reads: [Savoring dazzling fine wine, Eye's depth +1]

As the information surfaced, Wang Quan turned the ghastly green flames in his eye sockets, but nothing changed.

When a noble lady feeds him, he accepts her food without hesitation and eats it all.

[Enjoying dazzling delicacies slightly enhances the overall well-being of your internal organs!]

[…The foundation of flesh and blood has been slightly improved!]

[...strength and constitution...!]

Delicious food enhanced his rich cultural heritage.

Moreover, no matter how much of these things he eats, he is never full.

With beautiful and noble ladies attending to him, he felt so happy that he forgot all about home.

Before long, more and more creatures appeared at the banquet.

However, the place where these creatures ate their feast was quite a distance from the royal residence.

The king ate his meal on a high platform, while the rest of the royal family ate below.

The two sides will not interfere with each other.

Wang Quan looked around the high platform and found that he was the only guest on the vast platform.

"It seems this platform was prepared just for me!"

"I'm just speaking in the Dao language, just like a human being."

"Just because of this, you prepared something special for me?"

As he pondered, he heard the tinkling of jade pendants and smelled a strange fragrance.

He turned his head to look in the direction from which the sound came and saw an octopus-like ghost drifting towards him.

This thing was a deep blue color and had dozens of arms and legs; each arm and leg had eyeballs of different sizes hanging from it; some of those eyeballs were still dripping blood, while others were like bright gemstones.

Whoosh!

Ding-dong!

"The Flower-Scattering Taoist?" An octopus-like ghost appeared before Wang Quan: "May I ask what brings you here, fellow Daoist?"

It does not believe that the monarchy is there to attend its banquet.

Wang Quan smiled and said, "I was just passing through and found this city quite interesting, so I came in to take a look."

The dazzling prince smiled: "This city is certainly interesting."

"I just wonder how long you plan to stay here, fellow cultivator?"

Wang Quan chuckled lightly: "I'm just having a meal and then leaving!"

"This is my first time eating at a banquet outside!"

The dazzling prince mused, "It seems you are indeed of noble birth, fellow Daoist!"

In the underworld, ordinary beings, and even many ghosts and gods, have all enjoyed feasts outside.

It's quite rare to find someone like Wang Quan who has never eaten this before.

Presumably, this is the first time they have come out to move around since they used to cultivate at home.

The two exchanged pleasantries, and soon a group of creatures carried in more than a dozen human cultivators.

These human cultivators were bound hand and foot, strung together on poles, like piglets.

Stab it!

Stab it!

The goat that carried the king's power pulled out its horns and rubbed them together to sharpen the blades: "Gentlemen, today I'll demonstrate a talent for you: peeling skin with two knives."

Many creatures applauded and cheered, while others whistled loudly: "Make sure to peel the skin as intact as possible; I've heard that the jelly made from intact skin tastes better."

The goat thumped its chest and said, "That's a must!"

Soon, some creatures built stoves, some carried large pots, and others brought oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and other condiments.

Some creatures transformed into small giants and shaped cultivators into figures in mid-air.

The cultivators wailed, pleading with the beings of the underworld to show mercy; one even exclaimed, "Gentlemen, I think even the master's doorman is human!"

"You can tolerate a human doorman, why can't you tolerate me?"

A seven- or eight-legged deer licked his head and laughed, "Because you're not Grandpa Qin!"

"Only someone surnamed Qin is qualified to be the doorman!"

The human cultivator's eyes lit up: "I can have the surname Qin too!"

Stab it!

The goat-shaped double-bladed sword pierced his chest and abdomen, cleaving him in two: "Too bad, too late!"

Screams and wails echoed throughout the banquet.

The local creatures cheered with joy.

On the high platform, the dazzling prince shook his head and swung his arms, watching with great interest.

Wang Quan was not interested in these things; he simply ate the meal in silence.

Fine wine and delicious food, just a little bit can add to one's cultural refinement, as if there is no limit.

A stick of incense...

Half an hour...

One hour...

A new set of dishes was served.

An elegantly dressed woman brought over a plate of eyeballs.

The dazzling prince laughed, "The most exquisite feature of these human cultivators is their eyes!"

"These eyes, prepared using my exclusive secret recipe, can improve eyesight if you eat one, enhance vision if you eat two, and allow you to see far if you eat three..."

Wang Quan shook his head: "I don't eat these!"

The dazzling prince was taken aback and asked in bewilderment, "Why? Human flesh and blood are considered a top-grade delicacy; the delicacies you just ate were not as good as these."

As it spoke, tens of thousands of eyes on its body rolled around, staring intently at Wang Quan.

Wang Quan sighed, "All I want to eat are some wild vegetables from the countryside!"

The dazzling prince seemed to be deep in thought: "In your eyes, is this city nothing more than wild vegetables in the countryside?"

Wang Quan nodded: "I'd say that's a fair assessment!"

"This place is ultimately too barren!"

"This human flesh and blood, in my house, is also eaten by the servants."

"But here, you, a prince, are treating it like a delicacy?"

"Even if I'm starving, I can't eat the servants' food!"

The dazzling prince sighed, inwardly envious: "Fellow Daoist, your family..."

Wang Quan coughed: "Forget about my home, tell me, what fun places are there around here?"

The dazzling prince scratched his head, instantly recalling hundreds of places he used to enjoy visiting; but, considering his royal status, he shook his head: "Remote and impoverished places, devoid of any magnificent scenery!"

"I apologize for making a fool of myself, fellow Daoist!"

—Wishing all the gentlemen a Happy New Year in advance: Happy Lunar New Year's Eve!