C13 (1/2)

The bright sun slowly rose from the east, and more and more people walked by the lakeside. This was especially true for the elderly, who were in groups of two or three. However, at this moment, many people's eyes were focused on the young man who was running with a brick tied to his neck.

”Youngsters these days are really too desperate. They can't risk their lives just like that even when they're exercising their bodies!”

”Yeah, I saw him running when I got here at five in the morning, and he still hasn't stopped. ”After some rough calculations, this young man has run at least thirty laps!”

”Thirty laps? ”Oh my god, we're down 90,000 meters. We're really going all out!”

Fang Miaoge's figure swept past the crowd, and naturally heard the elders' conversation. The anxiety in his heart grew, and his speed increased; like a gust of wind, he chased after Ye Qian's back.

”Just a bit more, just a bit more. ”Hurry up, we can still be a bit faster!”

Ye Qian encouraged himself as he ran.

If he wanted to enter the entrance to the Nine Revolutions God Devil, without the help of rich spirit energy and natural treasures, Ye Qian could only choose this most ancient and effective method. That was cruel body tempering. Reach the limit of your body, and madly circulate the Nine Revolutions God Devil's Cultivation Methods the moment you have broken through the limit. Only then can you enter the introductory stage of the Nine Revolutions God Devil.

For body tempering, running was actually the most ineffective method. However, in this bustling city, there was no other way.

Ye Qian ran frantically, his entire body feeling as though it was going to ignite, that feeling had already reached the limit of his body's instincts, and his Nine Revolutions God Devil was frantically circulating, in hopes of breaking through.

”Ye Qian, Ye Qian...”

Just when Ye Qian felt that his body could not stop changing, as though he was about to succeed. A clear and crisp shout came from behind him: ”Ye Qian, quickly stop, quickly stop!”

Ye Qian did not turn back as he gritted his teeth and sprinted the entire way.

Seeing that Ye Qian had no intention to stop at all, the Fang Miaoge behind him fiercely took a step forward, and with the speed of a torrential storm, he surpassed Ye Qian. Then, he turned around and fiercely blocked in front of Ye Qian.

Ye Qian's empty eyes suddenly opened, shooting out a golden light. His body leaned forward, but he still stopped in front of Fang Miaoge in a hurry.

”Don't you want to die?” Ye Qian and Fang Miaoge were just inches away from each other, their faces ashen, as they roared in anger.

Ye Qian knew that if he were to break through at this time and collide against Fang Miaoge non-stop, then under the activation of his Nine Revolutions God Devil, Fang Miaoge would definitely die.

Fang Miaoge's chest moved up and down, he gasped for breath, and berated Ye Qian: ”You're the one who doesn't care about your life?”

”Ye Qian, running is not your way of running. If you continue running like this, you will die of exhaustion, do you know?”

Ye Qian took a deep breath, he looked at the furious Fang Miaoge whose eyes were opened wide, and calmed down.

Ye Qian did not blame Fang Miaoge for interrupting his plans. After all, Fang Miaoge did not know what he was going to do.

”I'm sorry, Fang, I made a slip of the tongue just now!”

Fang Miaoge also didn't really understand why he would completely lose control over his emotions the moment he saw Ye Qian. Especially when Ye Qian met with danger, that anxiety caused her to feel even more heartache than being concerned about himself.

Seeing that Ye Qian's words calmed down, Fang Miaoge softened as well.