The Tragic Chan Sect Disciples

White Crane Boy returned to his own cave dwelling and set the remaining roasted cranes on the stone table.

He first wolfed down the one in his hand until not a scrap remained, then quietly stashed half the roasted cranes from the table into his pouch. Only then was he satisfied.

After thinking for a moment, he fetched several jars of fine Spiritual Wine, picked up the remaining roasted cranes, and headed straight for Guang Chengzi and the others.

Seeing White Crane Boy like this, Guang Chengzi could not help frowning.

"Junior Brother White Crane, what is this...?"

White Crane Boy gave a sly chuckle and stuffed the Spiritual Wine into Guang Chengzi's arms.

"Senior Martial Brother, hurry and try this good stuff!"

As he spoke, he arranged several roasted cranes on the table. In an instant, a rich and unusual fragrance filled the room, drilling straight into their nostrils.

Guang Chengzi swallowed unconsciously.

Back when he had assisted the Human Emperor, the Human Race had struggled merely to fill their stomachs, and their food had been crude beyond compare. He had never tasted anything so enticing.

This roasted meat before him actually stirred the heart of even the Chan Sect's eldest disciple.

But as the eldest senior brother, he could not enjoy it alone.

He held back the eager White Crane Boy.

"Junior Brother, wait here. I'll call the other junior brothers over to join us."

The moment he stepped out of the cave dwelling, he turned back and reminded him.

"Junior Brother White Crane, no sneaking bites. Wait until we return!"

Afraid that White Crane Boy would gobble everything up himself, Guang Chengzi directly activated his Quasi-Saint cultivation. In the blink of an eye, he summoned Chi Jingzi, True Man Taiyi, Puxian, Cihang, and the rest of the