"What the hell, a Golden Core Stage cultivator can survive by breathing the spiritual air?"
Shitou wouldn't stop complaining, "With this amount of training, how can we last without eating?"
Feng Yi rarely agreed with him, "I can't take it either, I'm starving to death."
Wang Meng was worse, "I'm so hungry that I'm feeling dizzy. If I don't eat something, I'm really going to die."
"Hmm-hmm, same here."
Brothers Lin Jinming and Lin Jinhua chimed in, "Without food, our legs are so weak that we can't even crawl."
"Shush."
Out of nowhere, Mu Fan put his finger to his lips, making a silent gesture, and started to listen attentively.
"What's going on?"
All the brothers became vigilant, their nerves suddenly on edge.
"There's a wild boar in the nearby valley."
Mu Fan spread out his consciousness, accurately capturing the trail of the wild boar.
"For real?"
All the brothers perked up immediately and scrambled to their feet.
"Our Master has left, let's go catch the wild boar."
