As for nutrient liquid, medicinal liquid, demon beast jerky, etc., they are scarce.
"Why are you still carrying poker cards and a chessboard?"
"Why are there characters like one thousand, two thousand, three thousand on these little tiles, and there's even a little bird drawn on this one..."
Ming Cheng was utterly puzzled.
"That's called mahjong, it helps with my cultivation."
Zhang Lingfeng explained.
"That's not right, something that helps with cultivation, why are you secretly hiding it? How do you use it? Quickly teach me. You have so many tiles, giving me one or two isn't too much to ask, right?"
Ming Cheng hurriedly grabbed a handful of mahjong tiles, looking furious.
"Does this thing really help with cultivation?"
"Zhang Lingfeng, how does it work?"
Tiangong was also very curious, seriously fiddling with the mahjong tiles. As a pseudo-spiritual root expert, he had seen many things, but this was truly his first encounter with such an item.
