With the matter of Xu Wenwu dealt with, the problem regarding supplies shifted over to the front row once more.3

So far, every single one of his allies had arrived in Qingming empty-handed, and none of them thought that a lack of supplies would constitute a problem at all. In their opinion, their one true need was a place to recover spirit qi. As Qingming was growing at a prodigious rate, this too wasn’t a problem. When its domain had grown to two or three hundred li in radius, there would be enough spirit qi to sustain everyone cultivating at the same time.0

Forget mortals, even ordinary cultivators were almost useless in Zhang Sheng and Ji Liuli’s eyes. Their only real use was handling menial and dirty work. As for the war, the further they stayed away from the battlefield, the better.1

His allies could afford to ignore all trivialities because they were great immortals, but Wei Yuan couldn’t. As the lord of the realm, he had no choice but to shoulder the burden and consider every angle carefully. Although he hadn’t voiced it, he strongly agreed with Xu Wenwu regarding the necessity of supplies. Now, his last hope rested solely on Cui Yu.0

As a prominent figure among the younger generation of the Cui Clan, the young master had always enjoyed gathering friends and traveling in a large group. Thus, it was very likely that he would bring his rowdy friends along for this journey. This meant that he wouldn’t be traveling...0