Shi Ming was tall and had a hearty appetite. Ever since traveling through the spatial passage of his Minor World to arrive in the vast Spirit Martial Realm, he hadn't eaten once, and his stomach had long been growling. When he heard there was food inside the wooden box, his eyes lit up, and he nearly began drooling.
"With the spiritual energy so abundant here, the food must taste better than anything from the Minor World... Hmm, let's see what delicacies they've got…"
Before the menial servant disciple could even leave, Shi Ming couldn't help himself. He stood excitedly, happily opening the wooden box on the table before him.
Inside the box, neatly arranged were Solomon's Seal, Poria, Fo-ti, Snow Lotus Fruit, and other Spiritual Medicines. Yet, the feast of meat and fish Shi Ming had imagined was utterly absent.
"This… this is our food? You're telling me we're supposed to eat these?"
