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... ys and nights. This time, the alchemical cooking of Essence Food, though exhausting, claimed no lives.
The Dragon Roar Charcoal was nearly exhausted.
The soup within the tripod, boiled from gray-brown to light blue, finally turned milky white. Its flavor transformed from murky to clear, gradually emanating a scent that, with just a sniff, made one’s mouth salivate sweetly.
A faint fragrance wafted through the air, lingering for miles.
"This Essence Soup is surely ...
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