For what seemed like an eternity, Eric was made to cultivate. He was not provided food or even a minute of rest. From morning to eve, he just sat there in that meditative chamber.
Cultivating did give him a boost of energy but that didn't it takes away his feeling of hunger and body aches.
Sitting still for so long, he had already lost feeling in his life and his back was aching so badly. His body also seemed to be a growing one. It's bad if this goes on and he might develop some spinal problems because of this.
He slightly peaked at his said master.
The Taoist monk was still cultivating as well.
'I can't take it. I'm hungryyyyyyyyy!!!!! I'm just going to sneak out of here. ice room or whatever. I can handle it. I've had an icy body in my last life. It's not that bad.' He slowly started to crawl over to the doorway.
"Where do you think you are going?" the stern voice made him freeze.
Eric glanced back in shock.
