"Rice?" Noa repeated, surprised.
Though the only evidence of his emotions was the brows he lowered slowly.
"That's an interesting idea," he mused, rubbing his hands together. "Can you elaborate?"
Qing Xuan inhaled before starting.
"Rice isn't just food. It's the foundation of our sect's cultivation, and even though we can live without food for a while, it's a completely different matter with rice."
Her expression became even more earnest as she leaned in slightly.
"The sect grows its own grains, and they are infused with spirit essence that can nourish our body and qi. Without it, our meridians weaken, our progress stalls, and even our spirit beasts will suffer."
Hue Xanly was nodding this entire time.
But when her senior completed her sentence, she chimed in.
"The long-lasting effect is losing at least one stage in our cultivation, and though the effect isn't permanent, it is still scary."
"Hmm," Noa thought for a while in silence.
