Chapter 77: Iron Shoes and Fishing
After half a month, Lu Jianjia and Wang Xu had finally mastered the Qingyang Sleep Cultivation Art and no longer needed Gu Shiyi’s assistance.
In their own words, they weren’t even sure if they had been sleeping these past few days.
If they said they were sleeping, it felt as though they were thinking about something.
If they said they weren’t sleeping, they had undeniably slept very soundly, waking up full of energy with their bodies feeling incredibly refreshed.
On the other side, the little fox was also making excellent progress.
A few days ago, Gu Shiyi had seen the little fox hanging upside down from a cliff, swaying with the mountain breeze and having the time of its life.
Its second tail had turned cyan, carrying a faint gust of wind, and a new bulge of flesh had begun to grow beside the tail.
Just as everyone felt it was time to set off, Gu Shiyi came up with something new.
“Clang, clang,” came two sounds.
“What is this?” Lu Jianjia’s eyes widened.
“Iron Shoes?” Wang Xu called out their name.
Two pairs of Iron Shoes lay on the ground, identical in size, already embedded deeply into the mud.
Lu Jianjia felt a bit anxious; over two months had passed out of the year, and she had no idea how many more people the other competitors of the Lu Clan had managed to recruit.
While improving her own strength was good, the final outcome of the family trial depended on influence; the effects of recruiting people would be much faster.
