"But I've never heard of such a ritual."
As time passed, the aroma wafting from the great iron cauldron grew increasingly rich and mellow. It was no exaggeration to say the scent carried for hundreds of miles. It drew in many wild beasts from the surrounding mountains and forests, all following the fragrance, only to be frightened away by the sight of such a massive crowd.
The members of the Wangwang Sect had gathered all around, necks craned, inhaling the steam from the cauldron with looks of pure intoxication. At first, they hadn't realized anything unusual, but as the aroma persisted, they began to notice changes in their own bodies.
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