Seven days later.
Afternoon.
Hoo~~ Hoo~~ Hoo~~~
Li Yuan wore intentionally heavy armor to increase the weight, and his whole body was like a sacred reverence for the Buddha, with his toes touching the black stone ground of the martial stage, his figure sinking and curling, resembling a giant toad crouching on the ground, ready to leap.
Heavy breathing came from his nose, and a "rumbling" sound faintly emanated from his abdomen, as if a beast were emitting a low, strange howl.
He felt the increasingly compressed energy in his abdomen, making his whole being somewhat anxious and boiling.
Time ticked by second by second.
By late afternoon, Li Yuan finally stopped cultivating, took off the heavy armor, returned the cultivation skill to Master Li, and hurried off towards the South City's dock area.
He walked swiftly in the chilly wind, fists clenched, eyes filled with a hint of joy. He had grasped a bit of the knack, feeling close to mastering it.
