Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1601
Chapter 1601: Chapter 1583: Really miss those days, the days of cultivation in my past life. Back then, I was just like you_1. Chapter 1601: Chapter 1583: Really miss those days, the days of cultivation in my past life. Back then, I was just like you_1. “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.”
Mu Fan beckoned and took the lead to launch into the sky with his sword, heading toward the valley.
“Let's go.”
All the brothers were thrilled and followed him eagerly.
*
An hour later, they found a hidden cave, built a fire, and started to roast the wild boar.
“Our Master's demands are too harsh.”
“We aren't Magic Cultivators, hiding in our caves all day long, cultivating by absorbing the spiritual energy.”
“Exactly, can Magic Cultivators be the same as Martial Cultivators? If you don't let me eat, how can I lift my heavy hammer? How to compete with someone?”
Huddled in the cave, the smell of roasting meat stimulating their senses and causing their mouths to water, the brothers' complaints intensified, one after another.
“Mo Yi forbids you from eating greasy food, fearing that the remaining impurities will block your meridians and hinder your training.”
Lin Qingluo's teasing voice came floating on the wind, as her graceful figure appeared in a flash.
“Master.”
“Sister.”
Seeing her in her blue dress, everyone was startled, their hearts pounding, and instantly shut their mouths.
“Heh heh.”
Lin Qingluo glanced at her disciples with their worried faces, laughed teasingly, “I really miss the days of cultivating in my previous life. Back then, I was the same as you all. When we got tired from training, my Sect brothers and I would sneak away to eat roasted chicken behind our Master's back.”
“Really?”
All the brothers' eyes lit up.
“Unfortunately.”
Lin Qingluo reminisced about the past, her eyes full of nostalgia, “We got caught by our Master, and the punishment was severe.”
“Oh.”
All the brothers sighed in unison.
“Mo Yi's demands are too harsh.”
Shitou grimaced, “Not only does he not let us eat, but he also doesn't let us take Fasting Pills. It's like we're cultivating in the middle of a desert.”
“Fasting pills are for low-level disciples.”
Lin Qingluo sat down cross-legged, smiling as she explained, “Above the Golden Core Stage, indeed we do not need it.”
“I really can't do it if I don't eat.”
Wang Meng said with a wry smile, “I'm so hungry I feel dizzy and weak.”
“Everyone's body constitution is different.”
Lin Qingluo smiled, took the sauce from Mu Fan, and started roasting the wild boar, “I'll speak to Mo Yi. He should tailor the training according to each person's constitution.”
“Master.”
Wang Meng couldn't believe it, “Do high-level cultivators really not eat a grain of rice? Just eat a few spirit fruits or drink some spiritual wine?”
“Yes.”
Lin Qingluo effortlessly applied the sauce and replied with a smile, “That's why in Spirit Realm, spiritual wines are exceptionally popular. The higher the cultivation level, the more people crave it.”
Feng Yi's eyes sparkled with hope, “Are there any exceptions?”
“Well…”
Lin Qingluo paused for a moment, then shook her head with a smile, “As far as I know, very few.”
“Ugh.”
Wang Meng sighed and wondered, “If you don't eat grains and have no cravings, what's the point of living?”
Chapter end
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