As the days went by, the Lian tribal clan’s back mountain was dotted with Yi Yun’s footsteps.
Yi Yun would refine the bones at night, peek at the warrior preparation camp in the morning, and then spend the rest of the day in the back mountain cultivating. Only at dusk did he return home to sleep for two hours.
Yi Yun’s cultivation was extremely tough, but it also caused his strength to jump leaps and bounds.
The back mountain was separated a distance from the herb mountain, and since his location was very far from the village, few people ever came here in the day. At night, there wasn’t even a shadow, so Yi Yun could train at ease.
Fifteen days later–
“Ha!”
Yi Yun roared, as his body shot up like an arrow into the sky. He had leaped past a ten-meter-high rock!
With the air ringing in his ears, every joint in Yi Yun’s body cracked loudly like a dragon or tiger’s roar!
“Fierce Tiger Descends the Mountain!”
“Yi Yun kept his body taut with his feet pressed against his hip, before sending a punch flying out!
“Twang!”