Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave novel Chapter 289

As it turned out, Kite Skydeck was one of the practice places in Drizzle side peaks.

To go to the Kite Skydeck from the Drizzle main peak, one had to pass a treacherous mountain road. As the path was really a vertical cliff, it was practically inaccessible.

There were wooden piles firmly thrust into the cliff by Illumination Soul Realm masters. Usually, they stepped on the piles to cross the cliff and reach the other end.

Cowardly inner disciples would probably shudder at the sight of the bottomless chasm below the cliff and did not dare to cross it.

Standing in front of the cliff, Zen glanced at the Kite Skydeck not far away, and then he jumped onto the piles without batting an eyelid.

The treacherous cliff seemed very dangerous judging by its appearance alone, but if one were brave enough, falling down would be out of the question.

After running at full speed for a few minutes, Zen reached the top of the Kite Skydeck. As he had heard that Wurth often went there to practice nowadays, he thought that he would find him there.

Panting heavily, Wurth's huge body quivered with each abrupt gasp he took. Beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks, drenching his white robe all over.

Although people who were out of shape tended to be lazy, Wurth was quite an exception.

On the contrary, he trained rigorously and so few people could match the efforts he put in each practice.

The Kite Skydeck was situated on a round side pick, and the towering main peak just stood on the right. On the side of the main peak that faced the Kite Skydeck was a steep mountain cliff. Its surface was very smooth as if a knife had cut it. There was almost no way for one to grasp and climb up.

Wurth was wearing a heavy load suit, which was completely made of lead. It weighed over a thousand pounds.

Taking a deep breath, he began to sprint towards the edge of the cliff.

"Bang, bang, bang…"

His heavy body in the heavy load suit caused a dull thud with his every step.

When he approached the edge, he drew a deep breath, leaped towards the cliff, and then he began to climb his way up.

Despite it being very smooth and with nothing he could hold onto, his resilient momentum made it possible to lug his heavy body as he quickly rushed upward.

On the Cliff, one could easily see visible red paint marks with numbers indicating the height: 5m, 10m, 15m, 20m, and etc.

With Wurth rising higher upward the cliff, he quickly passed the 5m, 10m, 20m marks, and finally, he did not slow down until he reached 30m where his strength wore off. It was only then when his plump body began to slide downwards.