September 12th.
Chen Qing suddenly discovered an extremely awkward fact—he was about to run out of food!
On their journey, they had not encountered a single demon. In the past, they could have simply foraged for wild fruits to stave off hunger, something a Cultivator wouldn't mind.
If their numbers had been smaller, he could have relied on detecting the Spiritual Medicines in the earth to solve the problem, but how could a few Spiritual Medicines satisfy the hunger of a thousand-strong army?
Su Yi took out the last dry pancake and handed it to Chen Qing, "Lord Wei, we're running low on food, and surprisingly, we haven't encountered any demon beasts along the way."
"This is clearly someone causing trouble secretly."
Chen Qing thought for a moment and then turned his head, "Zhu Ning?"
Chen Qing then asked, "Ma Yuan, what has Zhu Ning been up to lately?"
