Chapter 630: Chapter 377: Arrival at the Northern Realm, Snow Domain Human-faced Bear (Part 2)

This is considered an average standard.

Those with slightly better endurance can run up to eight hundred miles, which is quite impressive.

People like Zhao Ya and Jing Rou, who can run thirteen to fourteen hundred miles in a day, are extremely rare.

But even so, Zhao Ya still feels it’s not enough.

So he said to Jing Rou, "Can you run some more?"

Jing Rou, who was eating dry rations by the campfire, was taken aback when he heard this, then looked up at Zhao Ya.

"You plan to..."

"That’s right, how about a night run?"

"Uh... actually, there’s no need to hurry like this. It’s only late June now, and Wuyang Sea will be busy until early August..."

Jing Rou couldn’t continue.

Because Zhao Ya’s gaze made him a bit uncomfortable.

"Alright, then I’ll accompany you for another run!" Jing Rou said, gritting his teeth.

However, once they were back on the road, Jing Rou started to regret it.

The whole day’s long-distance sprint had already exhausted him.

He planned to rest well for the night, but ended up being dragged into a night run.

Jing Rou’s body was already near its limit, and he couldn’t hold on after running just over a hundred miles, clutching a tree and panting heavily.

Zhao Ya landed on the treetop in front of him, swaying with the wind, having an almost ethereal aura under the crescent moon.

"Can you still run?" Zhao Ya asked.

Jing Rou finally surrendered.

"I really can’t run anymore, spare me, I give up!" Jing Rou said, nearly collapsing.

Zhao Ya laughed.

"Senior Brother Jing, what are you saying? I never forced you, why talk about sparing?"

Saying this, Zhao Ya swung a few times on the treetop like on a swing, then flickered and appeared in front of Jing Rou.

"Alright, since Senior Brother Jing can’t run anymore, let’s rest here!"

After lighting the campfire, Jing Rou didn’t even eat, just fell asleep immediately.

In the blink of an eye, he was snoring loudly, showing he was extremely tired.

Zhao Ya, however, did not sleep.

In fact, today’s long run was also a test of his own strength for Zhao Ya.

From the current results, the outcome was quite good.

Over fourteen hundred miles, Zhao Ya barely felt any pressure, not even breaking a sweat to finish the run.

Zhao Ya even suspected that if not for Jing Rou "dragging him down," he could have easily run over two thousand miles in a day.

This is a staggering number.

Even experts in the Primordial Sea Realm couldn’t achieve this target.

Of course, this doesn’t mean Zhao Ya’s strength is truly that high.

It’s because of the previously unlocked Organ Talent, which made Zhao Ya’s endurance incredibly extraordinary.

Especially the Blood-to-Power Talent of the Six Viscera merged later.

When True Power is insufficient, a few bites of jerky can quickly replenish it.

This is undoubtedly a nearly game-breaking talent.

It becomes stronger as time goes on.

After all, upon entering the Primordial Sea Realm or Divine Soul Realm, the True Power within will change again, making it exponentially harder to enhance strength.

Take Guo Luming, for instance.

Even though he is a bona fide Primordial Sea Realm, he hasn’t made a qualitative leap in strength despite decades of dedicated cultivation in the Library of the Azure Dragon Temple.

The reason being, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi available for the Primordial Sea Realm to absorb nowadays is incredibly scarce.

To an outrageous degree.

Otherwise, Jingping Saint wouldn’t have risked his life by forcibly absorbing Divine Power to try and advance into the Divine Soul Realm.

But such obstacles do not exist for Zhao Ya in the future.

Because with the Blood-to-Power Talent, as long as there’s a sufficient supply of jerky, Zhao Ya can continuously convert it into Primordial Sea power through his powerful digestion ability.

If this isn’t cheating, what is?

Of course, it’s still a bit too early to talk about this now.

After all, Zhao Ya’s current strength hasn’t fully stabilized yet, and he’s still a long way from breaking through to the Primordial Sea Realm.

But with this talent as a foundation, Zhao Ya is more confident in his future cultivation.

After pondering for a while, Zhao Ya sat cross-legged in meditation for a bit before lying down fully clothed to sleep.

One night passed, and Jing Rou’s stamina had finally recovered almost completely.

The two hastily finished their breakfast and continued on their journey.

They ran another thousand or so miles that day, but because they weren’t competing in stamina, Jing Rou’s performance was much better than yesterday; at least he wasn’t exhausted to the point of pleading.

And so, the two advanced towards Wuyang Sea, averaging twelve hundred miles per day.

On the fifth day, they left the lush forest and entered a world composed of ice and snow.

The temperature here remains below zero all year round, making it difficult to see green, and all around are vast expanses of white snow.

"We’ve now entered the Northern Realm, another two days and we should reach Wuyang Beach," said Jing Rou.

"Is the Northern Realm this vast?" Zhao Ya asked.

At their speed, two days mean over two thousand miles; if so, the Northern Realm is indeed vast.

"Not that vast, but upon entering this area, our speed will slow down considerably, probably no more than eight or nine hundred miles a day."

Beneath the thick snow are countless crevices, something that is like a dead end for ordinary people.

Even martial artists trained in Lightweight Skill dare not be careless.

Not to mention the occasional avalanches that naturally slow down the speed.

Yet the harsh conditions of the road are less dangerous than the temperature here.

At the entrance of the Northern Realm, it might not be too noticeable, but further in, the colder it gets.

Soon, the temperature dropped to more than minus thirty degrees.

This temperature is something normal people can’t endure for long.

Even for Martial Dao practitioners, those below the Fifth Realm can’t travel for long.

Jing Rou had already donned thick cotton clothing, trudging through the snow with heavy breaths.

Zhao Ya still wore his usual attire, only changing his shoes from cloth shoes to waterproof leather boots.

Soon, they reached a great snow mountain.

"Once we cross this mountain, we’ll reach the vicinity of Wuyang Sea. But it’s getting late, let’s rest first and climb in the morning."

Zhao Ya had no objections.

Setting up camp in such frigid conditions is an art.

Fortunately, Jing Rou had lots of experience and had prepared all kinds of supplies.

So they quickly set up camp in a sheltered spot.

Zhao Ya, out of habit, placed some poison bait around the camp for alert and defense before entering the tent.

The fat extracted from pine branches burned brightly, making the small tent as warm as spring.

Jing Rou also took out a large piece of dried meat, chopped it up, and put it in a pot. Soon a delicious meat soup was ready.

"Drink a couple of sips to warm your body!"

Jing Rou handed over two wineskins filled with liquor from beside the fire.

The two drank and chatted over the meat soup in the pot.

The cold wind howled outside, making the warmth inside the tent even more pronounced.

After a few sips of wine, Jing Rou’s face flushed, and he began to talk about the Sea Gatherers.

"The Sea Gatherers at Wuyang Beach are divided into several groups, the one I’m most familiar with and often deal with is Old Leader’s group. They are the most approachable and reasonable among the Sea Gatherers. The other groups are either so violent that they are difficult to communicate with, or so greedy they are not worth associating with."

"But even with them, you have to be..."

Before the sentence could be finished, a gleam of cold light flashed in Zhao Ya’s eyes, and he turned to look outside the tent.

"What’s happening?" Jing Rou immediately lowered his voice to ask.

"There’s a situation. I don’t know if it’s a person or a beast, but it triggered my poison bait," Zhao Ya replied.

"Impossible, in this extreme cold, even Northern Realm Snow Wolves wouldn’t come out to hunt. How could there be a situation?"

Despite his words, Jing Rou cautiously pulled out a Hand Crossbow.

The reason for not using Thunder Bombs or Firearms is that this place is at the foot of the Great Snow Mountain, where even slight recklessness could trigger an avalanche.

Unless one has a death wish, generally no one dares to use firearms here.

At this moment, Zhao Ya suddenly picked up a small knife from the ground and threw it out.

A flash of knife light, the knife pierced through the thick tent fabric, flying into the night sky.

With a muffled thud, a strange cry came from outside.

It sounded almost like a baby’s wail.

Jing Rou’s face instantly changed.

"It’s a Snow Domain Human-faced Bear!"