Chu Zheng had sat atop the mountain summit for the entire night, only using one session of restoration for his bodily protection; all the remaining sessions were dedicated to the repair of the Emperor Jade Wall.
As dawn approached, he rose and descended the mountain, meandering towards the northeast direction of the Da Li Dynasty.
Before the tribulation began, Qi Cultivators could do nothing but wait. Chu Zheng was also somewhat curious; currently in the Qingyun Realm with not a trace of karma, he wondered how the world would bring down this tribulation upon him.
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Among the rugged mountain paths, a figure staggered along the narrow trail.
"Gurgle..."
Bai Nian's face contorted with discomfort as he tightened his belt another notch and wiped the thin sweat from his brow.
Different from other paths, the Confucian Path could not achieve fasting until one's cultivation reached a certain realm; food intake was still necessary.