"Eternal youth."
Lin Qingluo grinned, giving the undeniable answer: "The ultimate goal of cultivation."
"I'm gonna die."
Wang Meng fell backward, wailing in pain.
"Hehe."
Lin Qingluo was amused, smiling with her eyebrows raised.
*
The roast wild boar was ready, crispy outside and juicy inside, with a delicious aroma.
Lin Qingluo spun the dagger in her palm a few times, and with a few swift cuts, the wild boar was divided into six parts.
The brothers couldn't wait to reach out and grab the roasted meat.
Lin Qingluo grinned and took out a jar of Spiritual Wine, pouring a bowl for each of them.
"It's delicious, really delicious. I haven't had such tasty roasted meat in a long time."
The brothers drank wine in large gulps, eating the meat with great pleasure.
"Sister, you should try some too."
Mu Fan scraped off a small piece, only the size of a fingernail, of the crispiest and tenderest pork, then handed it to his sister with the tip of his dagger.
"Alright."