Stunningly beautiful young lady

Qin Mingyue didn't want to listen to these people's complaints at all, but she couldn't block them out, so she had no choice but to endure it no matter how uncomfortable it was.

She was watching the two Hua brothers' movements the whole time, and she felt anxious as she watched Hua Luoluo climb up step by step.

She desperately wanted to regain her strength and spiritual power immediately so she could continue climbing ahead of him; she didn't want to be outdone by a fool.

But at this moment, she was powerless to do anything but hope that her spiritual energy could recover quickly, or that Hua Luoluo and the others would consume their spiritual energy faster.

"Wait, where did the other three go? Why can't we find any trace of them?"

While the other three men were discussing, they suddenly realized that three of them seemed to have disappeared, and they couldn't find them after looking around.

There were thirteen qualified people at the beginning, but now there are only ten. Did the other three disappear?

"There they've actually climbed all the way up there!"

Song Qing suddenly pointed to his upper right and cried out in surprise.

The other three looked up after hearing the sound and found that the three who had disappeared in the first half of the time had quietly climbed up to a little in front of them.

Unexpectedly, these three had quietly climbed up there without saying a word; it seems they're quite skilled.

I had overlooked these three people before, seeing them standing quietly and obediently in the back. Turns out they were just playing dumb to fool others; they were being far too discreet.

About twenty minutes later, everyone except the person who had fallen with them had reached them.

Although they were very anxious, there was nothing they could do, because they had only recovered 20% of their spiritual power.

At this rate, it will probably take another half a day to recover all the spiritual energy.

These people were anxious, but the others were not affected by this and were only thinking about climbing towards their destination.

Then the air suddenly became quiet, with only the sounds of everyone climbing and panting.

However, since everyone is quite far apart, they don't affect each other.

"It was much more difficult than our usual training."

The person from the Dark Temple looked up, but the mountain peaks above the clouds were still nowhere to be seen.

He has been climbing for about four hours and has reached a height of about three thousand meters.

Now, with no end in sight, he finally stopped to rest for the first time, while the others were about 700 to 2,000 meters behind him.

He was already feeling physically exhausted, having reached the level of intense training that the Holy Lord usually instructed them to undergo in a single day.

This mountain is simply higher and smoother; while the rest may seem ordinary, it is actually far from simple.

As he climbed, he gradually discovered that the rate at which his spiritual energy and physical strength were being consumed was two to three times higher than during his usual training.

The weight on my body was getting heavier and heavier, and my legs felt like they were filled with lead. It took a lot of effort to lift each step.

Moreover, because of the low temperature, although I wasn't sweating profusely, I still felt my whole body getting warm, as if a wave of heat was rising from my body.

His next one is Hua Luoluo. Although he looks relatively small and his strength isn't that great, he's still very good at climbing.

Next to him was Hua Luobu, and about fifty to one hundred meters below him were three other people who had been silently and bravely chasing after him all the way.

These five people were in relatively better physical condition than the others, and they rested two or three times during the process.

"They're all doing alright. If they can keep going with this kind of willpower and recover their strength quickly, then two of them should be able to reach the summit."

The old man in white robes stood atop the mountain, observing the movements of these people without any change in expression.

In any case, it's all up to fate; whether or not they can inherit the legacy is their own opportunity.

After a day and a night of silence, resting and recovering were all that was needed. The Dark God Temple disciple who climbed the fastest had now reached a distance of four thousand meters.

The temperature here was even lower; my bare hands were already red from the cold, and the sweat from my hair had frozen into ice crystals that covered my entire head.

Even though they were shivering from the cold, they still gripped the protruding points on the stone wall tightly with both hands, not daring to loosen their grip even slightly.

"Based on the distance ahead, we'll need to work even harder to reach the summit."

Because of the low temperature, his teeth chattered as he spoke, and his lips were a little white from the cold, but his indomitable spirit became even more pronounced.

He had previously misjudged the situation, thinking that such a mountain peak might only be around six or seven thousand meters high.

But when he climbed this far, he realized he had probably only climbed less than halfway, meaning there was still a long way to go before reaching the top.

At first, I could climb 1,000 meters in half an hour, but now I can only move about 300 meters in an hour.

From feeling completely relaxed and light as a feather at the beginning, to now feeling like I'm carrying a small mountain on my back;

He knew it would get harder and harder as he went on, and that he might not be able to take a single step for several minutes.

But he wasn't afraid of any of this. He had survived death before, so how could this little difficulty possibly defeat him?

If you can't even persevere through this, how can you possibly avenge your family?

It was this drive that allowed him to persevere in the Dark God Temple, concealing his identity and gradually rising from the lowest-ranking disciple to the current intermediate disciple!

After resting for about half an hour, feeling that he had adapted to the cold temperature, he continued to climb up.

"Keep going, try harder, strain when you poop!"

As he slowly climbed upwards, all he could hear in his mind was the voice of his younger brother speaking to him.

His little hands were constantly waving, his little body was shaking, and his mouth was opening and closing.

He could still feel that bright and lovely smiling face in his mind, which cheered him on and gave him a lot of motivation.

I gritted my teeth and climbed up step by step, feeling no pain even as the flesh on my fingers was worn away.

Pain is a word that doesn't exist in Yang Jie's dictionary, nor is it allowed to exist!

When Hua Luoluo climbed to the spot where Yang Jie had climbed, she saw the plum blossom-like bloodstains on it and felt admiration for him.

He had never met anyone besides his brother who was both hardworking and persevering; they were truly amazing.

If Hua Luobu knew how highly he was regarded by his younger brother, he would be even more motivated to climb the mountain.

Hua Luoluo looked up at the mountain peak that pierced the clouds, lost in her own thoughts...