"Ha~ Ha~" Li Huowang, drenched in sweat, supported himself on his knees and gasped for air.
Li Huowang had been climbing for two hours already, and still hadn't arrived.
The nunnery was much taller than he had anticipated.
He struggled to lift his head and saw the winding dirt road stretching upward without end.
Li Huowang gritted his teeth, grabbed the vines beside him, and continued his climb.
When his legs were sore to the point of agony, he finally saw the mountain gate of An Ci Nunnery.
Wiping the sweat beads from his chin with the back of his hand, Li Huowang unconsciously looked at the couplets on both sides of the mountain gate.
To his great surprise, he couldn't understand the couplets of the nunnery at all.
It wasn't that Li Huowang had forgotten how to read these characters due to Master Danyang's influence; rather, the characters looked very strange.
