On Misty Peak.
Running down the mountain steps with a wooden bucket in hand, Qiao Jiaxi sped down the mountain path.
"One, two, three, four!"
As he ran, Qiao Jiaxi chanted the counts rhythmically, his breath steady, feeling light as a swallow, hardly like an ordinary person at all.
"It's really strange, these past few years, my physique has just gotten better and better. No matter how much I run, I don't feel tired," Qiao Jiaxi muttered to himself as he ran.
While still a normal human, he could easily leap over three-meter-high walls, run continuously for an hour without tiring, and his strength was not small, able to compete with the old water buffaloes in the village.
At this moment, Ye Feng leapt up into the air, his gaze piercing through the Misty Area to watch Qiao Jiaxi running with the bucket.
"This kid has the Ancient God Bloodline, I must have him train more to fully stimulate his potential and facilitate the advancement of his divine body," Ye Feng thought secretly.
