"Nine hundred ninety-eight."
"Nine hundred ninety-nine."
"One thousand!"
At the docks in the early morning, twelve-year-old Li Qi was helping move cargo.
This was the part-time labor job he had found. How should he put it... it gave Li Qi a feeling of nostalgia.
He was not merely earning money through manual labor; he was also tempering his strength and training his muscles and bones along the way.
Compared to finding equipment and working out on his own, doing physical labor was clearly far more cost-effective.
Normally, a twelve-year-old boy should not train like this, because it would hinder his development and leave him unable to grow tall in the future. Yet judging by Li Qi's appearance, no one would find it strange if he claimed to be eighteen. He already looked tall and powerfully built.
But clearly, Li Qi did not abide by that rule. He used cultivation techniques, though they were not particularly advanced ones.
There was no helping it. He could not remember the advanced ones, nor could he use them. They were completely beyond his current capabilities. Li Qi, including the organ he used for thinking, was truly nothing more than an ordinary mortal. The complexity of those top-tier martial arts cultivation techniques was something his current brain could not comprehend at all, so he could only give up on them.
This was a restriction imposed by the inner demon that had exchanged and offset itself against him. It would probably only be resolved after victory or defeat had been decided.
Correspondingly, however, the inner demon should have lost all its abilities as well. It could only watch as Li Qi struggled within the Reincarnation Tribulation. If he struggled through successfully, Li Qi would win. Otherwise, Li Qi would lose.
It was just that, even now,