Beneath the Fist
Chapter 522

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Chapter 520: Meeting an old acquaintance again

"Phew!"

Dragging his heavy body along, Lian Youming had walked all night.

He had raced here as though flying, but now he could only inch forward, one step at a time. He had no idea when he would finally leave this land.

Bracing himself against a tree, he sat down wearily, still holding half a flatbread.

A Tibetan pilgrim had given it to him as travel rations. But it had been sitting around for too long, and was thick and hard, almost like a brick. Even swallowing it scraped his throat.

Fortunately, he still had a waterskin.

Lian Youming gnawed a few mouthfuls, his teeth crunching so loudly they almost struck sparks. In the end, he could only force it down with water.

He had grown used to eating meat at every meal. He had not eaten food like this in years.

"I wonder how Lingyun is doing."

All he wanted now was to hurry back.

There was also the matter of Junk King.

But even after chewing until his jaw ached, Lian Youming still felt weak.

His vital essence had not been replenished. No amount of flatbread would help.

Just as he was thinking of pressing on, bells suddenly rang in the distance. A large yellow ox with a glossy coat slowly approached, pulling a wooden cart, a large bell hanging around its neck.

The driver was a Tibetan man with weathered cheeks and rugged features, a Tibetan knife hanging at his waist as he drove the ox cart.

Assuming he was merely passing by, Lian Youming stood and was about to leave, only to discover someone else lying on the cart.

It was a boy wrapped in a maroon kasaya, his head covered in dark stubble. He poked his head

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