Immortal Abode, how could such a place easily let someone like him, who was born a demon, enter in.
Persistence, perseverance...
It's not just empty talk.
Upon having this thought.
Lu Fei felt a great deal of burden lifted from his heart.
Without thinking any further.
Lu Fei continued his mountain-climbing journey.
He refused to believe that, as long as he didn't get trapped in any formation or magic treasure.
That he couldn't climb Wanshou Mountain.
Thus.
The thirty-fifth day...
The forty-fifth day...
The second month...
The third month...
In the early morning.
Lu Fei, who woke to the sound of cicadas, opened his eyes to look at the sea of clouds in the distance, the white stone steps beside him, and the mountain road that still seemed to have no end.
He sighed in his heart.
Taking out a cold leg of lamb and a pot of clear water from his storage space.
Lu Fei washed down the cold roasted lamb leg with water.
Then continued on his way.
