After all, a great deal of grain was planted here, along with especially precious medicinal herbs. This was also Heavenly Wind Terrace's logistical supply base. Once these supplies were destroyed, it would become extremely difficult to continue making progress.
"Daoist Zhang, what are you looking at here?" Yu Wuji walked over at some point.
"Greetings, Sect Master Yu. I was merely looking around and happened to come here," Zhang Beitian replied with a faint smile.
Yu Wuji nodded as well. "Planting so much grain and so many medicinal herbs within Heavenly Wind Terrace is quite a good choice. Previously, everything at my Jade Tower was grown outside the mountains, on the plains. Planting on the plains was certainly convenient, but once we came under attack, the herbs and grain on the open ground would be the first to be destroyed. If we were then trapped in the mountains, there would be no further supplies. In the end, even if the enemy did not kill us, we would starve to death ourselves."
Although cultivators did not need to eat often, they still needed to replenish their strength and nourish their bodies. Food not only staved off hunger, but also provided some aid to cultivation. Of course, the benefit was not great, but it was there nonetheless.
These medicinal herbs were equally important. Cultivators might not need regular meals, but they relied on medicinal pills to sustain their bodies' nourishment. Sometimes, taking a single pill meant they would not need to eat for ten days or even half a month.
Yet refining pills also required a supply of medicinal herbs. Without herbs, where would the pills come from?
Therefore, Yu Wuji was right. Once supplies were cut off and they were trapped in the mountains, they truly could starve to death.
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