Over the following month, Su Fan remained hidden in that gloomy underground cavern.
Although he had gathered quite a few daily necessities in the city earlier, his current appetite meant those supplies could not last long.
With no other choice, he had to risk sneaking into the mountains every few days to search for food.
Perhaps because of the catastrophe brought by the invasion from another realm, there was not a trace of any large livestock left in the mountains.
They had either migrated en masse and fled during the early stages of the disaster, or become food in the mouths of the Exotic Beasts from Other Realms.
Fortunately, quite a few mushrooms and wild fruits still grew in the forest. When luck was on his side, he could even catch several large snakes, barely giving his empty stomach something to chew on.
To Su Fan's delight, the injuries to his meridians and dantian had finally stabilized completely. The news flowed through his heart like a warm current, making him let out a long sigh of relief.
From then on, even without healing pills, his injuries could slowly recover through his own vital essence and blood.
Of course, if he remained in this Mortal World devoid of spiritual-energy resources, his recovery would certainly be extremely slow.
However, the injuries to Su Fan's soul remained exceedingly severe.
Every cultivator in the cultivation world knew that damage to the soul was an enormous trouble. Even pills capable of healing the soul were priceless treasures that money could not buy.
The most pressing matter now was opening his Storage Ring.
His Storage Ring contained all kinds of top-grade healing pills, but if he could not open it, he could only watch helplessly as all those treasures remained beyond his reach.
While Su Fan