Xiao Yifei nodded and followed Zhang Po towards the direction of the Chang Family. Along the way, the two of them traveled using the method of running with weights.
After these two weeks of cultivation in Ancient Martial Arts, Xiao Yifei had made significant progress in all aspects, including internally. Even with an eighty-pound load, he could move swiftly, showing signs of potentially surpassing Zhang Po.
Zhang Po glanced with the corner of his eye at Xiao Yifei, who had seven or eight sandbags tied up behind him but was still lively like a monkey. Zhang Po frowned, thinking to himself, "What a monster."
Throughout their journey, the two, carrying their respective loads, traversed over mountains and ridges. Perhaps due to their increased strength, they encountered little trouble as even birds of prey and mountain ghosts avoided them.
Soon, they arrived beneath a bizarre and towering stone mountain.
