Human Tribulation (1/2)

But Master clearly wasn't in the mood to joke with Xu Feng. His expression was grave, and the way he gripped the reins told Xu Feng just how tense he was.

That, in turn, helped Xu Feng relax.

His [Unruffled Mind] proved especially useful at times like this.

Xu Feng sat in the cart without teasing Master any further. From the back, he tried to rein in his strength.

Over the past few days, his strength had been approaching its peak.

A peak meant the point beyond which it could rise no further.

Human strength had its limits. What rose to its height must eventually decline.

But right now, the three Yellow River Carp marked red were pushing his strength toward its absolute peak.

His strength was still growing steadily, with room to grow yet. But viewed from where he stood now, its rise was almost vertical.

And until the effect of [Great Fish Essence (Red)] wore off, his recovery would not stop.

He still had the [Dragon-Tiger Plaster] Old Owl had given him last time, so he didn't have to worry about straining his muscles. This time, he would be the one doing the heavy lifting in the tomb!

Just as Xu Feng tried to rein in his strength, they drew closer to the Lost-Trace Forest!

From the cart, Xu Feng began picking up a jumble of smells.

Most came from the cargo behind him. He and Master had brought so much that they looked less like they were going to fight and more like they were moving house.

Tables, chairs, a tarpaulin of some unknown material, real blades and swords, pots, bowls, and utensils—they had everything, not to mention the indispensable Prayer Petitions and other supplies.

Then Xu Feng shot to his feet.

Among those smells, he had