"From what I gather, you haven't eaten much yet. So how have you managed to maintain such a pure aura, with your mana, dao consistency and body all showing no obvious signs of pollution?"
"Additionally, you seem quite familiar with a place like East Wilderness?"
"Aren't you from Qinglian?"
Thoughts sparked in his mind, and he said, "Forget it. I have food with me, don't worry about it."
Yao Wenxuan paused for a moment, then said, "I understand that, but what if we were to be trapped here for three to five hundred years, would the food you brought be enough?"
Wang Zijia: "······"
What the hell is with your resentful tone!
"Even if we're trapped for ten thousand years, we won't run out of food. These corpses contaminated by chaos, they can't be digested!" Wang Zijia was silent for a moment before replying.
When he saw the travelogue before, he had found it somewhat baffling that East Wilderness was disliked by monks due to strange power contaminations.
