Chapitre 288: Chapter 288 - Frostheart Tattoo

The days in the tribe were both exhausting and intriguing. Although everyone had grown accustomed to my presence, suspicious glances still surrounded me. One of the many questions lingering among the tribe members was how my cultivation level could be so low.

In the Central Continent, known for its abundance of Qi and resources for cultivation, a 16-year-old like me should have achieved a higher cultivation level, certainly beyond the second stage of Qi Condensation.

"Well," I said, scratching my head, "my talent is rather poor, and I never had the chance to cultivate properly. Life has not been easy for me."

No one pressed further on the matter, and apparently, they had accepted my explanation. Until one day, they decided to call me, asking if I was willing to participate in a ritual to determine if I could cultivate using their tribal tattoos.

Physically recovered, the question was precisely what I had been anticipating.