Even they couldn't possibly eat golden rice for every meal.
Only the [Hidden Dragon Court] where Rong Tao, the Disciple of the Food Pillar, was located could have such a high level of resource supply.
In Jiang Yuan's [Genius Training Camp], only those who rank in the top twenty in the monthly assessment enjoy such treatment.
Merely in the Refining Realm, eating golden rice, riding a black dragon horse, carrying a third-grade magical artifact - such equipment was too luxurious.
"Brother Tao, where did they come from?" Wang Xiaoyi also noticed something was wrong.
"I'm not sure," Zhou Dao shook his head. "Anyway, they're not from the capital."
"Greetings to the Junior Commander."
At this moment, over two hundred Demon-slaying Guards greeted in unison, their voices shaking the mountains and wilds.
In an instant, a red glow flew out from the front row of horse carriages and slowly landed, turning out to be a red silk carpet.