The weak cry out with all their might, yet no one cares; The strong whisper softly, yet their words penetrate deeply into the heart. A Talent Tree ablaze with flames, every leaf bearing different spirit runes, Lu Ye, reduced to a mining slave after his sect was destroyed, used this to become a cultivator and stirred the winds of change in the Nine Provinces...
After sorting through all the clues, Lu Ye had a general understanding of his current predicament.
Undeniably, his situation wasn't too good. The biggest problem was his low cultivation; a pack of fierce wolves had managed to corner him up a tree. If he happened to encounter any ill-intentioned cultivator, he would inevitably be powerless to fight back.
The good news was that with the battlefield marking, he knew which direction he should head to find the way out.
However, he had no idea how far he currently was from the Righteous Blood Sect's territory.
To get to the Righteous Blood Sect's base in the Spirit Stream battlefield, a certain level of cultivation was required, so the most urgent priority was to enhance his strength!