Zhang San led a few people onward and soon caught up to a small river nearby.
Hiding in a thicket on a nearby slope by the small river, Zhang San wiped the sweat from his forehead in a pretended manner and said in a low voice, "It seems I really need to upgrade my realm as soon as possible. My Qi is almost not enough."
Zhang San's words seemed to be talking to himself, so his voice was very soft. However, Wen Ruchu, who had just caught up, heard everything clearly.
At this moment, a triumphant smile appeared on Wen Ruchu's face.
He had always known that if he followed Zhang San, he would find Zhang San's weakness.
He had been curious before, how could Zhang San summon so many ghosts and monsters without any consumption?
Now it seemed that while summoning these ghosts and monsters might not require much Qi, controlling them must be constantly depleting his Qi.