Chapter 3: Crossing River And Corpse
Taking a deep breath, Han Yu crouched low and carefully tested the rocks beneath him. If he was going to make it down safely, he had to be methodical. Step by step, he inched downward, gripping onto the protruding stones for support.
Dust crumbled beneath his hands, and a few small rocks tumbled into the waters below. He winced at the sound, hoping no one was close enough to hear it.
ROLL
Thud. Thud. Thud.
"Damn! That was close!" Han Yu let out a breath as he stabilized himself. He was only a quarter of the way down the hill and had already almost lost his footing.
'If I fell from here, I'd be dead for sure,' Han Yu thought to himself. 'Hell, even someone like Peng Gu at the First Stage of the Qi Refining Realm would break a few bones.'
While cultivators were far more durable than mere mortals, the level of their cultivation base made all the difference. Han Yu was at the Sixth Stage of the Body Tempering Realm, which was better than other children his age, but in the grand scheme of things, it was still at the bottom of the barrel.
A person could only be called a true cultivator when they reached the Qi Refining Realm, a level that was still out of Han Yu's reach.
Sigh.
"I should have enough money to buy more beast meat this week," Han Yu muttered to himself.
This was the reason why he had resorted to scamming people. It wasn't that he hadn't tried honest work before—it was simply that it didn't pay well enough to sustain his cultivation.