Even cultivators had to eat Bigu Pills while absorbing Spiritual Energy, and martial artists had even more fearsome appetites. There were plenty of astonishing stories of people eating an entire ox in a day.
An Jing had fought several deadly battles in a row and used Qi-Boosting Pills to wring every last drop from his body. The Red Armor Guards' Jade Dew had only replenished a little of the nutrients he'd lost. Now he was so hungry his vision kept going black, and his stomach churned nonstop, desperate to digest something.
"Can we eat these Fluorescent Vines?"
Rubbing his belly, An Jing shook his head to clear it. His eyes lingered on the Fluorescent Vines, now dim but still looking deliciously chewy, and he instinctively swallowed. "They could at least tide me over..."
"Things that glow are probably poisonous."
The Sword Spirit wasn't sure either. They were a Sword Spirit, after all, not a cultivator, and had no experience when it came to eating. "It's best not to. Even purging poison with Internal Breath requires water, and we're short on water."
"Mm, I know."
An Jing wasn't about to start eating vines just like that. He turned his gaze toward the depths of the passage ahead. "The vines on that Demonic Beast were soaking wet. There must be water where it lived."
Following the direction the vine-covered Demonic Beast had come from, An Jing soon found a small, shadowy cave.
There was bound to be an underground waterway—or even a hot spring—somewhere near these underground ruins. The area where the vine-covered Demonic Beast usually laired was a stalactite cave with water constantly dripping from the ceiling. It was extremely damp, and its center was a nest formed from clumps of shed vines. Ghost Umbrella Fungi grew in abundance on either