C5 Pursuit
Time flew, and soon it was late at night.
As for the heavy rain that suddenly fell during the day, it also gradually decreased after entering the night and seemed to have stopped.
But even then, due to the heavy rain, the slave convoy that Ye Qing was in was muddy to the point that they didn't walk too far away from where Ye Qing had been abandoned until nightfall.
Regardless of whether it was the escort or the fat slave trader, they were both in a bad mood.
Of course, Ye Qing was also in an even worse mood.
"Ai, this body's qi refinement talent is too poor. After a few hours, he has only stepped into the early stage of the Yuan Meridian Stage. His realm is still faintly unstable and looks like it will collapse at any time …"
Ye Qing closed his eyes and looked within his body. He had finally gathered a little heaven and earth origin energy and barely managed to condense a few strands of weak Yuan Power channels. His forehead was tightly furrowed.
Compared to Ye Qing's peerless talent in his previous life that had broken through to the Heavenly Tribulation Realm before nine hundred years of age, this young slave body of Ye Qing's that belonged to an unknown country after his rebirth could be said to have no talent in cultivation at all.
Whether it was cultivating a demon or an immortal, Ye Qing had tried them all once.
In the end, he relied on his previous life's understanding of the Heavenly Tribulation to enter the early stages of the Yuan Meridian Stage with difficulty.
Even so, relying on his supreme cultivation understanding and barely able to step half a foot into the cultivation world of Ye Qing, his cultivation progress speed was incomparably slow, causing Ye Qing to be extremely speechless.
In his previous life, his cultivation speed could be said to be as fast as a rocket soaring through the sky. In this life, his cultivation speed was like an old, worn-out bicycle.
"With my current potential and the weak Sky and Earth aura on this planet, I am at most at the early stage of the origin realm …" Ye Qing shook his head. "If I can find some heaven and earth treasures, and some fine nectar and elixirs to improve my natural talent, the situation might be better."
Thinking of this, Ye Qing suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, "I was overthinking it. With this planet's meagre heaven and earth origin energy, let alone heavenly resources, even older ordinary herbs would be dug out clean."
"However, even if I don't have talent, I will still ascend to the Heavenly Tribulation Realm sooner or later and return to those nine heavens and above …" Raising his head to look at the night sky, Ye Qing, who seemed to be declaring war against the Heavenly Dao and the deities, slowly stopped his cultivation technique.
Subsequently, Ye Qing's hands gathered strength and circulated the Origin Energy in his body, causing it to suddenly burst forth with his full strength.
Clang!
Along with the sound of metal breaking, the rusty iron chain that was tightly binding Ye Qing's hands suddenly broke into two, allowing his hands to move freely.
Clang!
Another sound of metal breaking was heard. The chain that was binding Ye Qing's feet was also torn apart by Ye Qing.
From this moment onwards, it could be said that Ye Qing, who had been reborn as a slave, was truly free.
"Then, it's time to go." Ye Qing rubbed the scabbed wound on his back and walked out of the forest, "My injuries aren't considered serious, then with my cultivation at the early Yuan Mai realm, even if my cultivation is unstable, I have the intention of not calculating it, but dealing with those mortals is more than enough."
"And the rain hasn't stopped even now. With the mud on the dirt road, that convoy of slaves won't be able to get far. I should be able to catch up to them soon if I follow the footprints. "I remember that the escort team was sent by the escort company. It seems to be the Flying Feather Escort Office …"