Inside the palace.
Gazing at the retreating figure of Zhang Han,
Chu Yuan felt a moment of distraction.
He really should start taking food seriously.
Look at this earnest disciple, what has he become—without any cultivation, he's actually thinking of descending the mountain for training.
He's probably going to end up feeding the wild beasts at the foot of the mountain.
He must add some entertainment.
And the food situation.
All these disciples are useless, how can they withstand anything if they don't eat?
There's nothing to eat at the Wayless Sect.
This issue needs to be addressed as a priority.
Otherwise, he fears that before a year passes, his disciple will go mad.
Moreover, in the future, as he continues to recruit disciples, his own realm will keep getting higher.
He must get these things sorted out in advance.
