Chapter 154: Shi Yuebai’s Future Will Never Be Trapped in a Wheelchair

Shi Yuebai shouted Pang Zhenggong away and was about to look for her next target.

But there was no one around.

Even her own family had disappeared.

She wheeled herself around, deliberately searching, but there wasn’t a single soul in sight.

It was as if everyone had vanished into thin air—even Shi Xiangrui and Shi Fuze had been carried off to dig in the mud.

Everyone seemed incredibly busy, not stopping for even a moment.

Shi Yuebai took a deep breath. With no one to yell at, she could only stew in her own frustration.

Headache, huh.

Among the Wu clan, everyone believed that spiritual wounds were irreversible.

That was because their bodies weren’t strong enough.

No one among the Wu clan was willing to properly train their bodies and become a physical cultivator.

Their powerful soul force often made things hard to handle.

They were already stretched thin just trying to increase their soul power; if they weren’t careful, they’d end up with splitting headaches like Shi Yuebai.

In the Wu clan’s environment, the fighting was even fiercer than among the wasteland scavengers.

Scavengers fought over survival resources; the Wu clan fought over spiritual energy, over soul power.

When they fought, the heavens and earth shook.

Whether it was for self-preservation or to seize more spiritual energy.

It was commonplace for Wu clan members to push their soul power beyond their limits.

Constant, unending headaches drained all their energy.

To train their bodies in the midst of such overwhelming pain would only make things worse.

Shi Yuebai had so much fat on her body, and she could convert all of it into spiritual energy.

For now, she had more than enough spiritual energy.

And there were no other Wu clan members here to compete with her for it.

Shi Yuebai decided she wanted to train her body now.

Since there was no one else around, she furrowed her brows, maneuvered her wheelchair over to the wall.

She removed the strength-enhancing spell from her body, braced one hand against the wall, gritted her teeth, and tried to haul herself out of the wheelchair.

She failed.

She was simply too heavy; with her own strength, it was impossible to muster any force.

“What a pipe dream!” With no one else to scold, Shi Yuebai started berating herself.

“Serves you right for being so arrogant. Why couldn’t you just keep your head down?”

She gritted her teeth again, one hand on the wall, the other gripping the wheelchair’s armrest.

She pushed, using all her strength.

The first step to training her body: stand up!

Her goal was to stand up and teach the Shi family the Five Animal Frolics.

“They’re all a bunch of idiots, don’t even know how to do the Five Animal Frolics. It’s like playing music to a cow.”

Shi Yuebai was furious. Why couldn’t she stand up? Why shouldn’t she be able to?

The lightness of her soul leaving her body was intoxicating, almost maddening.

She was a grand shaman—why should she end up like this?

Just because she’d been given this fat body, was she supposed to accept her fate?

This was her life to live. Why should she bow to fate just because it threw such a huge obstacle in her way?

Shi Yuebai let out a cry—“Ah!”—and her plump, butterfly-shaped hips finally lifted a tiny bit off the wheelchair.

Good. That was progress.

She kept pushing, her arms trembling, the wheelchair creaking under the strain.

The whole wheelchair sank lower—the wheels broke.

But Shi Yuebai didn’t care.

She had managed, with her own physical strength and without the strength spell, to lift her hips off the chair.

That was victory.

With a bang—

Before she could celebrate, the wheelchair’s wheels slid back and Shi Yuebai pitched forward.

She crashed heavily to the ground.

Shi Mother, hiding in the shadows, almost rushed out, but Nong Yasi and Ah Hong held her back.

One hugged her waist, the other clamped a hand over her mouth.

Shi Mother struggled desperately, eyes red as she watched Shi Yuebai.

Her baby was working so hard, suffering so much—her heart felt like it was being torn apart.

Shi Second Sister-in-law and Shi Yaoyao had already been sent away by Captain Qiao.

Otherwise, they would have rushed over long ago.

He understood how strong-willed Shi Yuebai was; at a moment like this, she probably didn’t want anyone to see her.

Shi Yuebai had withdrawn all her soul power—even the paper airplanes in the sky had stopped flying.

She was completely focused on training her body.

When she fell, her hands and feet were scraped and bleeding.

Her face hit the ground, and her nose started bleeding too.

“Heh, good thing no one saw that, or I’d have lost all my dignity.”

Shi Yuebai lifted her head and wiped her nosebleed on her arm.

The healing array floating above the character frame, powered by her massive spirit-gathering formation, continued working even without her soul power.

Shi Yuebai’s physical injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She shook her head, gritted her teeth, and braced herself against the wall to try to get up.

If it didn’t work the first time, she tried again.

If twice wasn’t enough, she tried a third time.

If a paralyzed kid with chicken-claw hands could try to pick up a brick a hundred times, Shi Yuebai figured she could try a thousand.

If a thousand wasn’t enough, then ten thousand.

She would stand up, no matter what.

Sweat began to soak through Shi Yuebai’s bedsheet clothes.

Shi Mother had made her many sets of these, since recently Pang Zhenggong’s scavenging team had found a shop selling bedding sets.

It was called “Sweet Dreams” or something.

The sheets were good quality—not the cheap kind.

Shi Mother was skilled; she could make beautiful clothes for Shi Yuebai out of bedsheets.

Shi Yuebai checked her current weight.

684.5 jin. (About 342 kg or 754 lbs.)

Because the spiritual energy was so dense, even without using her soul power, the radiation wasn’t making her any heavier.

She was drenched in sweat.

Her weight was slowly dropping.

684.49 jin.

In the end, Shi Yuebai didn’t even know how many times she’d tried. Her whole body was numb from the effort.

As night fell, sweat pooled on the ground around her.

Finally, she managed to push herself from lying flat to kneeling.

“Shi Yuebai, why are you kneeling? Have you ever knelt to anyone in this life or the last?”

She muttered to herself, scolding herself from dawn to dusk.

Shi Mother had already fainted from crying, held back by Nong Yasi and Ah Hong outside the second wall.

Everyone had moved their meals outside the second wall for the day.

Even Guai Guai was silently squatting outside, looking up at the wasteland sky.

Shi Yaoyao and Second Sister-in-law were being strictly guarded, not allowed anywhere near the ditch.

“Ah!!”

A lion’s roar echoed. Guai Guai turned, eyes wide in shock.

Tears welled up instantly.

Shi Yuebai, who had been kneeling, braced one hand on the wall, the other on the ground, and managed to lift one knee off the ground.

She refused to kneel.

“Even if I die, I’ll die standing!”

Stand up and walk, stand up and run.

Stand up! Go wherever you want.

No matter how rough the road, you have to walk it on your own two feet.

Shi Yuebai’s future will never be trapped in a wheelchair.

(A/N: Ahhh, we were just a few votes short of 1,000 last month for the lottery draw. Let’s work hard this month!)"