The next day, just as the sky grew faintly bright, everyone got up eagerly. Being cultivators, meditation actually refreshed their vital energy and spirit much better than sleep.
As a group of six, they stepped out of the inn and went on a shopping spree in the city: rice, flour, grain, cooking oil, clothes, food, meat, vegetables, chickens, ducks, sheep—they bought a bit of everything they could possibly use.
Given their current status as cultivators, silver from the mortal realm was completely worthless to them. Li Lianzhong warned everyone not to leak their identities as cultivators, instructing them to pass themselves off as ordinary Martial Artists once they returned to the village.
Chapter 65