A Mere Engraving Spell

Finishing off the last of the noodles, and drinking up the remaining soup, Di Tou couldn't help but lean back and let out a contended burp. Looking at the now empty bowl directly in front of him, and the small mountain of bones that had piled up in the bowl to his right, Di Tou couldn't help but feel a little bit proud of himself.

"Mmm…" Looking at the pile of bones that had been sucked clean, Di Tou was tempted to order another bowl. But thinking about the food content, and the fact that he couldn't fill up his [Hibernating Force] reserves all that much more, Di Tou decided against it.

Things were best consumed in moderation after all, too much of anything made it a bad thing in the end.

Well, that was hard to say, in this world of cultivation, who knew if there was a weird cultivation technique or spell that made it that over accumulation was a good thing.