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As he continued forward, the mist thickened around him, reducing visibility to within ten paces. Under normal circumstances, this would have been an extremely dangerous situation. However, with no living threats in the vicinity, he felt no fear and could devote himself entirely to searching for herbs and materials. Yet, the restlessness in his heart did not diminish with his findings; instead, it grew stronger as he approached Bei Yin Mountain. It dawned on him that his agitation was not due to the lack of combat but rather influenced by the presence of Bei Yin Mountain. Realizing this, Mo Wen couldn't help but break into a sweat. He had inadvertently encountered such a phenomenon; initially indifferent towards Bei Yin Mountain, he began to take it seriously. He was still uncertain how this restlessness would affect him, but being cautious should pose no significant issues. Thus, he started to pay attention to the changes within himself.
On the fourth day, with just one more day until he would reach Bei Yin Mountain, darkness enveloped the surroundings, compressing his vision to just a few paces. The tall trees had become scarce, and the temperature had dropped to a level where he needed to wrap himself in Beast Skin to keep moving. This cold was different from the chill of snow-capped mountains he had experienced before; there were no signs of ice forming around him, yet the temperature had already reached freezing levels. The streams and lakes he encountered along the way were not frozen, but the water was bone-chillingly cold.
The low temperature intensified the energy consumption of his body. To conserve strength, he narrowed his perception range to thirty paces. Maintaining a long-distance perception in the wilderness drained more energy than moving at high speed. He took out the stone tablet and found that the electrical sparks on it were much stronger than before, with their frequency increasing as well. Many more words were now legible on the tablet, though some areas had completely worn away over time, leaving only a few characters visible. He began to understand why the Old Village Chief had said that generations of Village Chiefs had gained nothing from studying this tablet; it was originally written in Yin Wen, a script likely unknown to anyone in the village. Naturally, no one would think to have it appraised, and with many characters now lost, extracting any useful information from it seemed impossible.
He tightened his grip on the Beast Skin wrapped around him. Although it provided little warmth against the bone-chilling cold, it offered some psychological comfort by indicating that he had taken measures against the cold. If only he could have found such a place during his Refining Spirit phase; however, considering that even now—having transcended—he was still so greatly affected sent a shiver down his spine. Perhaps this experience would aid in his cultivation of Ning Shen Realm; although he had yet to enter that realm, training his will was also a form of strengthening his spirit. Regardless of whether it would be beneficial for realm cultivation, as long as it improved his strength, that was enough for him as a pragmatist—he pursued what was practical.
He could have used the Law of Power to warm himself up but chose to forgo it in order to strengthen his willpower. He wanted to rely solely on his own determination to push through; after all, he hadn’t yet reached a point where he couldn’t endure any longer.
He took out the stone tablet once more for inspection before putting it away and continuing onward. With one more day’s journey remaining until Bei Yin Mountain, given his current condition, reaching it within a day seemed increasingly unlikely.
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