C87 Fortune or Increase in Cultivation!

For five straight days, Sunn Cheng's stomach was hollow, the rumbling within echoing like it was reverberating endlessly through a valley. When parched, his only respite was to sip the meltwater trickling down from the snow clinging to the cave walls.

By the fifth day, Sunn Cheng's eyes were riddled with bloodshot lines, his cheeks noticeably gaunter. He was beginning to resemble Jin Jiuyi