It was already near dusk, and the number of Spiritual Food Masters in front of Xin Lin had finally dwindled somewhat.
"Someone's dead!"
"They say someone was bitten by the Grass Python used as an ingredient during preparation."
The Grass Python is a meat python, a Second-level Spiritual Beast, with fresh and tasty meat; it's a common ingredient. However, the venom of an adult Grass Python is quite potent, and being bitten fatally can easily result in death.
Who would've thought that the Spiritual Delicacy Master certification would lead to such an accident?
A commotion suddenly arose in the Spiritual Cuisine Master Association.
A Spiritual Food Master was carried out, his face blackened.
His limbs were rigid, and his face was shrouded in a grayish-black aura, completely unconscious.
"Put him down, it's not advisable to move the patient."
Xin Lin glanced at the dispersing crowd and took a step forward.
