Rebirth: I was born into the Golden Elixir Stage

Prince Yi climbed up with Chen Diji on his back, but the higher he went, the greater the pressure Prince Yi felt, not to mention that he was carrying Chen Diji with him.

There was no end in sight for the ladder, and the number of people around them was decreasing. Now there was only a beggar with no spiritual power and covered in dirt following closely behind them.

This is too slow.

Chen Diji saw that Prince Yi was staggering and sweating profusely, and the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted, just like an ordinary person. What's more, he was also under the pressure of the foundation-building period, which made every step he took extremely difficult.

This is not a solution! Chen Diji thought, I must find a way to get up as soon as possible.

His brows were furrowed, but his eyes caught sight of the person who happened to pass by him.

The person who came was also a foundation-building cultivator, but the difference between him and Prince Yi was that he was now in the middle stage of foundation-building, and he had even rested once in the middle.

Seeing him using his spiritual power to rush forward quickly, Chen Diji had an idea.

"Brother." Chen Diji said coquettishly, "They run as fast as you. Why?"

Prince Yi glanced at Ye Changyi and said, "We are monks, so of course monks run fast."

"Why? Why do monks run faster than ordinary people?"

"Because we monks can call on spiritual power, as long as you transfer the spiritual power to your feet, you will naturally be able to speed up. Of course... this is not enough. If you want to go faster, you must learn the footwork in the book, so that you can go faster."

“So that’s how it is.” Oops! I suddenly felt so stupid.

Chen Diji said that he suddenly understood, but he couldn't help scolding himself in his heart.

If he could walk briskly just by transferring his spiritual power to his legs, why did he have to rely on his short legs to walk wherever he went all these years!

Is it because he doesn’t know how to mobilize spiritual power?

No! Because he didn't expect it!

After listening to it, Chen Diji immediately concentrated his spiritual power on his legs according to the method taught by Prince Yi. After the spiritual power entered his legs, he felt his whole legs were light and he seemed to be able to jump eight feet high.

Before Chen Diji could try, Prince Yi put Chen Diji down again.

He said, "No, I'm tired! Let's rest for a while, and then... I'll take you up later."

Prince Yi was exhausted and under great pressure. This pressure would not disappear if he stopped, but would always exist.

In other words, Prince Yi can only recover his spiritual power for a short time by resting here, but his body will still be under pressure, and it will not be weakened by the increase of spiritual power.

Chen Diji tilted his head and saw that Prince Yi was drowsy.

He said, "Let me sleep for a while. When I...when I wake up...I will definitely...definitely take you upstairs."

As soon as he finished speaking, Prince Yi fell asleep immediately, and he didn't even feel uncomfortable sleeping on the ladder.

The sunset glow was split into two by a white light. On one side was a flaming dragon wearing red armor, and on the other side was a golden dragon emitting brilliant golden light, with a white gem in its mouth.

The fiery red light shone on Prince Yi's face, while Chen Diji was illuminated by the golden light.

The golden light enveloped Chen Diji, and his young body glowed. The rag coat seemed to have turned into a golden armor that was indestructible.

The beggar, who had finally climbed up, was stunned by this scene and for a moment he even forgot to climb up.

Chen Diji felt as if someone was watching him and quickly turned around.

When the beggar saw this, he subconsciously avoided Chen Diji's sight.

From the moment he saw the beggar, Chen Diji felt that this beggar was no ordinary person.

From the first step to here, Prince Yi had to rest several times before finally climbing to such a height. However, the beggar in front of him, who had no spiritual power at all, could only get here from beginning to end without resting, relying on his own perseverance.

Not simple, Chen Diji thought.

The beggar looked to be about seven or eight years old. He was dressed in rags and was dirty. His face was so dark that it was difficult to see clearly. Looking behind him, one could only find a bloody footprint on each step, and those footprints came from this beggar.

Seeing this, Chen Diji couldn't help feeling distressed. He suddenly had an idea and walked down a few steps.

He said, "Were you looking at me just now?"

After hearing this, the beggar shook his head quickly, "No! Please...please stay away from me, I stink!"

"It doesn't stink." Chen Diji pretended to be innocent. He leaned in front of the beggar and sniffed it, then said against his will.

The beggar naturally didn't believe what Chen Diji said. He remained silent and didn't even dare to look Chen Diji in the eye.

Seeing this, Chen Diji didn't say any more nonsense with him. His eyes darkened and his expression was more serious than ever before. "I'll take you up, but after we get up, you can say that you carried us up there. How about that?"

When the beggar heard this, he was shocked.

He was able to walk here entirely by relying on his perseverance. The soles of his already worn-out shoes had completely disappeared, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

Of course he wanted to climb up the stairs to heaven as quickly as possible, but... he glanced at his bleeding toes and looked back at the road ahead.

He had walked so far on his own, and he would be hesitant if he were asked to rely on the help of others to go up the mountain.

What's more, this person is just a child about three years old.

Although he was eager to do it, after a few seconds of struggle, he bent down and said, "Master, I'm sorry, I can't agree to let you take me up the mountain."

"Why?"

"I have to fight for this immortal fate myself."

"If I really can't go up the mountain, then that's fine. I can only say that I have no chance of becoming an immortal."

"If I can climb up the mountain with my own strength, I will definitely practice hard, slay demons and monsters, and become a sword immortal respected by everyone in the world."

So courageous? Chen Diji was a little ashamed by the beggar's words. So...what am I to blame for my journey?

Seeing that the beggar's eyes were shining and his attitude was determined to join the party, Chen Diji did not force him and turned away.

He said, "In that case, then keep going! I look forward to seeing you at the top of the mountain."

After saying that, Chen Diji carried Prince Yi with his small body, and then used the method Prince Yi taught him to infuse all his spiritual power between his legs. In just a blink of an eye, the figures of him and Prince Yi disappeared from the beggar's eyes.

The beggar forgot to hurry on his way, and the scene just now flashed over and over again in his mind.

What did he see? A child without any spiritual power...actually took another child who was several times his size... away?

The beggar swallowed and a sense of anticipation inexplicably emerged in his heart.

His determination to join the mountain sect became even stronger, and he wanted to become a fellow disciple with this child.

He endured the severe pain in his feet and continued to move forward, even faster than before.

Seeing that they were about to reach the end of the ladder, Chen Diji put Prince Yi down and sat beside him until Prince Yi woke up.

"Brother." Chen Diji called softly, "Brother, look, we will soon finish climbing the heavenly steps, and we can join the sect."