Next day.
Lin Fan woke up to the aroma of a sumptuous breakfast made by Ho Jie.
"Wash up and come have breakfast," Ho Jie chuckled when he saw Lin Fan sitting up on his bed.
Lin Fan nodded and went to fetch water from the well outside the hut.
After he was done washing up, he looked at his breakfast on the table.
It consisted of buns, dumplings, and noodles.
Having someone take care of you like this was a luxury that Lin Fan appreciated very much.
He wasted no time and slurped up the noodles.
After his cultivation practice last night, which had used up all his energy, he was already starving.
Lin Fan recalled the point about Li Rong being a Ghost Cultivator, so he stopped and asked, "Do you have any idea about Ghost Cultivators?"
Ho Jie's eyes opened wide as he thought for a moment.
"Ghost Cultivators are widely feared as they cultivate using dead men's spirits.
