Warning! A hidden dragon has emerged!

The flesh and blood of Foundation Establishment level demon beasts contain pure spiritual energy, which cannot be cooked by ordinary flames.

The Hidden Dragon Restaurant's dedicated team spent a full four hours dismantling, separating, and simmering the black panther's body to thoroughly cook it and lock in all its spiritual energy.

noon.

The steaming feast of mythical beasts has officially begun.

One hundred and fifty members of the Hidden Dragon team and a group of lamas from the Pure Land Temple, plus Qin Quan and others, made exactly one hundred and eighty people, filling the entire canteen, creating an extremely lively atmosphere.

The banquet had just been set when two figures rushed over; they were Zhang Qingshun and Song Hongyan.

As soon as Zhang Qingshun entered the room, he stared at the table full of fragrant black leopard meat, waving his hands repeatedly in a show of humility.

"Mr. Qin, I haven't finished the spirit snake meat you gave me last time, and now I have to eat the meat of a Foundation Establishment stage demon beast. I really feel unworthy of it."

Qin Quan raised an eyebrow and grinned mischievously, deliberately teasing:

"This is a genuine early Foundation Establishment stage demonic beast, comparable to a Martial Emperor. If you feel guilty, then don't eat it and give your share to Duolun."

From the moment he first treated Song Hongyan to his trip to the Gu Poison Cult in Southern Xinjiang, Qin Quan knew Zhang Qingshun's character perfectly well.

Seeing that the other party was stuck at the ninth-grade Grandmaster level and unable to break through, he naturally wanted to help him with this excellent opportunity.

Seeing this, Duolun noticed that Zhang Qingshun's face was burning, and quickly smiled and spoke up to defuse the situation.

"Master Zhang is truly blessed to receive such care from the Ninth Elder. This humble monk is truly envious."

"Haha, you can't be envious of my relationship with Mr. Qin."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qingshun immediately changed the subject, his longing no longer concealed.

How could he easily refuse such an unparalleled opportunity right in front of him?

His gaze fell on Duolun, and his voice suddenly rose a few decibels.

"Old monk, Mr. Qin has helped your Pure Land Temple eradicate a century-old scourge, performing an immense act of kindness. Doesn't your Pure Land Temple intend to express its gratitude?"

He clasped his hands together repeatedly, his face showing helplessness.

"Tibet is a barren land, and my Pure Land Temple is a place of quiet cultivation. We really have no treasures to offer to thank Elder Jiu."

This might fool others, but it couldn't fool Zhang Qingshun, who had deep roots in the Northwest and extensive connections.

Having lingered in this golden city for many years, he had long coveted the priceless treasures of the Pure Land Temple, and said with a smile:

"Don't pretend to be poor in front of me. What do you mean by 'barren and without treasures'? You just can't bear to part with it. I won't mention any other treasures, but your Pure Land Temple's prized head is still there, isn't it?"

The room fell silent upon hearing this.

Duo Lun felt a jolt in his heart, and his face changed drastically.

He knew what Zhang Qingshun was talking about.

The Buddha's skull relic is the foundation of Pure Land Temple and the sect's greatest secret. Apart from the abbots of successive generations, no one knows the details. How did this old Taoist priest know it?

He was caught in a dilemma.

Monks do not lie; to deny is to deceive one's heart and lie, which is truly inappropriate.

However, if one were to openly admit it, according to the rules of the martial arts world, this treasure would have to be given to Qin Quan.

All eyes in the room were fixed on him, awaiting his answer.

Zhang Qingshun kept winking and gesturing to Qin Quan to observe the situation and not to speak.

After a brief standoff, Duolun let out a long sigh and spoke frankly.

"To be honest, our temple does indeed possess a relic of the Buddha's skull. The Ninth Elder has eradicated a major threat to our Pure Land Temple, and we have no way to repay this kindness. This humble monk wishes to offer this relic as a token of our gratitude."

"Then hurry up and bring it out, let us broaden our horizons!"

Zhang Qingshun urged impatiently.

Everyone present knew the legend of the relics, but had never seen one.

Especially since it is a skull relic transformed from the Buddha's skull, containing eighty percent of the original Dharma power, it is something never seen before.

Legend has it that eighteen highly accomplished monks from Tibet brought this treasure out of Tibet to suppress the black leopard and enshrined it in the Pure Land Temple to protect the sect.

Duo Lun shook his head slightly and explained:

"Master Zhang is too kind. How could this humble monk dare to carry such a priceless treasure with him? After this matter is settled, I would like to invite Elder Jiu to visit Pure Land Temple. If you can comprehend the mysteries within the relic, it would be a great blessing for Pure Land Temple to bestow this treasure upon you."

He is very perceptive; there is absolutely no way he would give it away directly. Even if he could agree, the hundreds of thousands of lamas and hundreds of millions of believers in Tibet would never agree.

However, if Qin Quan comprehends the mystery of the relic through his own abilities, everything will fall into place naturally.

Qin Quan nodded and smiled: "Since the Master has so kindly invited me, then I shall accept."

"Elder Jiu is a great benefactor of my Pure Land Temple, there is no need for formalities."

He responded cheerfully in multiple rounds.

Just then, Jiang Yao came over carrying a large bowl of steaming, fragrant black leopard meat.

"The main dishes are served, everyone, let's eat and chat!"

"Thank you for your hard work, Team Leader Jiang."

Zhang Qingshun was polite in words, but his actions were quick and efficient. He started eating first, and ate quickly and in large quantities without any hesitation.

As the pure demon flesh entered his stomach, the warm spiritual energy instantly exploded within him, sweeping through his limbs and bones.

Within just ten minutes, the entire Hidden Dragon Cafeteria was filled with a continuous, dense crackling sound, like popping beans.

The dense spiritual energy surged through everyone's meridians, and hundreds of Hidden Dragon members broke through their cultivation levels one after another, their auras of rapidly increasing cultivation rising and falling, creating an extremely shocking scene.

Halfway through his meal, Zhang Qingshun suddenly felt his dantian swell and his qi flow become restless, and his bottleneck began to loosen.

The two exchanged a glance, both overjoyed, and quickly stood up, saying:

"Mr. Qin, the opportunity for this old Taoist to break through has arrived. Please excuse me!"

"Ninth Elder, may I borrow this space?"

The two hurriedly dropped their bowls and chopsticks and rushed out of the cafeteria, as if they were afraid of missing a breakthrough opportunity if they were even a step too late.

Jiang Yao watched the two figures leave in a hurry, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. She turned her head to look at the magnificent scene of the entire Hidden Dragon team breaking through, her eyes full of satisfaction and ambition.

In just one monster feast, the cultivation levels of all his subordinates increased dramatically.

Within ten years, the Dragon Kingdom's top combat forces will all be her direct subordinates.

By then, neither the Jiang family nor the Qin family will dare to manipulate her life or control her destiny.

As her thoughts wandered, she looked up at Qin Quan, her bright eyes filled with deep affection and admiration.

Looking across the world, no one can compare to her man.

……

Several hours later.

Zhang Qingshun and Duo Lun walked over, looking very energetic.

The two looked completely refreshed, with most of the wrinkles on their faces faded, their postures were upright, and they seemed to have become more than ten years younger. Their cultivation aura was profound and steady, indicating that they had already completed a breakthrough.

Duo Lun bowed deeply to Qin Quan, his words filled with gratitude.

"Elder Ninth Master, you not only resolved the turmoil at my Pure Land Temple, but also helped me break through years of shackles. You are truly my reborn parent. I will immediately return to the Pure Land Temple to retrieve the Buddha's skull relic for you!"

"That's so kind of you."

"No need to feel embarrassed, you deserve it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Duolun led a group of monks away without stopping.

Previously, when Zhang Qingshun interrogated him in public, he was still full of concerns. Now, a bowl of demon meat helped him break through his cultivation bottleneck. This great fortune made him completely let go of all his selfishness.