"Brother Tian, why don't you just stay and join our Snow Clan? I'll be your wife."
"I'll be your wife too."
"That's right, if you think one isn't enough, we can all be with you."
Several pretty young girls from the Snow Clan, one on each side, one in front and one behind, held onto Shi Yi and wouldn't let go, completely oblivious to the envious and jealous gazes of the Snow Clan youths.
It was no wonder they were so enthusiastic.
A talented young man like Shi Yi, who could exert thirty-five thousand jin with a single arm swing, could break through to at least six Grotto-heavens after opening his Grotto-heaven.
In these large tribes and clans, he would be considered a pillar, and perhaps in the future, he could even become an elder-level executive.
Don't think that thirty-five thousand jin of strength in the Blood Moving Realm is small. Not everyone is like Shi Yi or Shi Hao, young supreme beings who are naturally far superior to their peers.
In the Lower Realm's Eight Regions, the vast majority of people in the Blood Moving Realm have strength fluctuating around thirty thousand to fifty thousand jin. Sixty thousand to ninety thousand jin is for Ancient Descendants and Pure-Blooded Ferocious Beast cubs.
If one can exert one hundred thousand jin of divine power with a single arm swing, even among Pure-Blooded Ferocious Beast cubs, only the strongest cub would possibly possess such terrifying strength.
This is like:
You were born into a family of billionaires, and you are used to spending lavishly. Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of yuan are not considered large sums of money to you.
Yet, you don't know that many people, as humble as dust, work hard all year and don't even earn ten thousand yuan. Most of the time, they are constantly striving for survival.
Survival, not living.
There's a saying that goes well.
If you were born in the light, you think the whole world is bright.
Shi Yi and Shi Hao, one with Double Pupils and one with a Supreme Bone.
Neither of them is ordinary; they are naturally born young supreme beings.
However.
Including Stone Village, the First Ancestral Land, among the many large tribes and clans in the Great Wilderness, very few people break through fifty thousand jin of divine power in the Blood Moving Realm. Geniuses reach thirty thousand jin, and most people are only one or two tens of thousands of jin.
"Thank you for your favor, but my heart belongs elsewhere."
As Shi Yi spoke his refusal, he subtly pushed away the pretty young girls beside him, causing them to pout unhappily.
He admitted that they were all very beautiful, and he was tempted by their suggestion of being together, but at eleven years old, he was still a little lacking in strength.
If you have the ability, say that again in two years!
I guarantee I'll satisfy you.
Shi Yi's inner thoughts were naturally unknown to anyone. The Snow Clan youths, seeing Shi Yi being so sensible, also secretly nodded and decided not to trouble Shi Yi for now.
Just like that.
Shi Yi followed the Snow Clan group, sitting on the giant birds they had tamed, leisurely soaring through the sky, slowly flying towards the depths of the Great Wilderness.
Several hours later.
As they passed over a mountain range.
accidentally encountered a small town.
The town wasn't large, nestled against a mountain, with a population of a few thousand. Located deep within the Great Wilderness, it was rare to see outsiders.
In this world, the territory was boundless, and the forests were vast and endless, especially the Great Wilderness, filled with Prehistoric Ferocious Beasts and venomous insects.
Unlike the Stone Country and Fire Country outside the Great Wilderness, which were protected by the Human Emperor, where humanity flourished and the people of both countries could live in peace and prosperity.
The human race located within the Great Wilderness had no fixed abode, scattered among the vast primitive mountain ranges, isolated from each other, making it difficult to interact with the outside world.
For decades, this small town deep within the Great Wilderness had not seen any outsiders.
The people in this small town all believed they were the only humans left in this world.
However, today.
Outside Lonely Mountain Town, shouts of people and neighing of horses filled the air. Bright iron armor gleamed as a group of Iron Cavalry galloped in. They had traversed countless mountains, crossed the territories of various ferocious creatures, and arrived here safely.
These dozens of Iron Cavalry were all riding Scaled Horses, and the few individuals clustered in the center were mounted on mutated Scaled Horses that had a single horn, were entirely white, and had shimmering silver scales, appearing exceptionally divine and powerful.
Leading them was a middle-aged man with disheveled black hair. Golden rays of light flickered in his eyes, and even his pupils were almost turning a light gold.
When this middle-aged man opened his eyes and looked towards the town, two golden beams of light shot out from his pupils, extremely terrifying.
On the other few single-horned Scaled Horses.
Sat two young boys and a young girl. The boys looked intelligent and agile, and the girl was beautiful and lovely.
But compared to the girls of the Snow Clan, who were like elves, they were slightly lacking in both facial features and temperament.
And just as this group entered, another group arrived.
Looking from afar, the momentum was astonishing.
A Flood Dragon cleared the way in front. This Flood Dragon was over twenty meters long, its scales shimmering brightly.
The Flood Dragon had wings and flew across the sky.
When this Flood Dragon flew over the ground, it cast a large shadow below.
On the Flood Dragon's back sat an Old Man and three children. They were not old, around ten years old, and all had prominent features, indicating they possessed extraordinary bloodlines.
However, this small town.
The arrival of outside guests was far from over.
Several large tribal clans were on their way.
Outside the town, in the primitive mountain forest, a beast bone was extremely thick and long, six or seven meters in length, belonging to some unknown ferocious creature. It emitted a radiant white light, with dense, flickering runes. It floated a foot above the ground, exuding a lively spiritual energy.
Several figures stood on the beast bone. Leading them was an Old Man wearing a feather robe and a golden crown. Wisps of purple energy emanated from his body, enveloping him in a hazy mist, giving him an indescribable majesty.
Beside this old man.
There were boys around ten years old, full of heroic spirit, and girls in their teens, as beautiful as if they had stepped out of a painting. There were even two very young boys with large, intelligent eyes.
Upon reaching the town entrance, the few individuals stepped off the beast bone. With a flash of light, the six or seven-meter-long giant bone rapidly shrunk, transforming into a palm-sized, warm, crystalline bone that fell into the Old Man's hand.
Inside the town.
The Old Man who arrived riding a Flood Dragon, seeing the Old Man who arrived riding a beast bone, seemed to recall something. White steam puffed from his nose, and he stopped his meeting with the middle-aged man whose eyes were glowing golden.
"Who do I see here? It's the old immortal from the Purple Mountain Clan."
"Jiao Gui, you old fossil aren't dead yet, how could I die?"
At this moment.
Seeing that the Old Man who arrived riding a Flood Dragon and the Old Man who arrived riding a beast bone were about to fight, the middle-aged man whose eyes were glowing golden quickly stepped between the two old men.
"Old Master from the Purple Mountain Clan, Old Master from the Flood Dragon Clan, you are both old now. You argue as soon as you meet, and fight after arguing. Today, there are so many juniors following you, don't let them see a joke."
This man with golden glowing eyes was from the Golden Wolf Tribe, also a large tribal clan with tens of millions of people. Their power was only slightly weaker than Luofu Great Marsh.
"We won't fight, let the juniors fight. I'd like to see if the next generation of your Flood Dragon Clan can compare to our Purple Mountain Clan." The Old Man who arrived riding a beast bone was enveloped in purple energy, perhaps from anger.
"Are you afraid? I'm afraid that the prodigies of your Purple Mountain Clan won't be able to defeat the prodigies of our Flood Dragon Clan." The Old Man who arrived riding a Flood Dragon looked at his arch-nemesis with disdain.
Just then.
Outside the small town, bursts of thunder suddenly sounded, as if heavenly thunder had exploded, alerting the three forces present. They cautiously looked outside the small town.
"Do you want to duel? Our Thunder Clan loves this kind of thing. How could our Thunder Clan be left out of such a good event?"
In the dense forest outside the small town, an ancient beast hide talisman flickered, three feet off the ground, about several meters long. The beast hide flowed with an ancient and weathered aura, as if an Ancient Descendant had been resurrected, causing people to tremble.
The beast hide carried several people, an Old Man, and several children, both boys and girls. Black lightning flickered on their bodies, and the roar of thunder could be heard from a great distance, shaking the mountainous terrain violently.
"I have precious blood here that can be used as a wager. Old immortal from the Purple Mountain Clan, old fossil from the Flood Dragon Clan, little ones from the Golden Wolf Tribe, do you dare to send your clan's juniors to duel with my Thunder Clan's juniors?"
As soon as the words fell, a flash of light occurred.
The beast hide far outside the small town, in a flash, had traveled several hundred meters, bringing the Old Man and the children to this small town.
"This duel doesn't include our Luofu Great Marsh, we don't agree. Also, if it's not Ancient Descendant precious blood, don't take it out for a wager! It's too embarrassing."
A middle-aged man with a dragon-like stride and tiger-like steps walked over, leading a group of young men and women.
Looking from afar.
He wore a helmet of refined steel lion, a bright silver full body armor, and a golden beast-faced belt around his waist.
He had bronze heart-protecting mirrors on the front and back, covered by a scarlet floral robe, and wore pure steel cowhide boots.
He looked to be close to fifty years old, with some white hair mixed in his jet-black hair.
His physique was very tall and robust, with bulging muscles like small hills. His short hair stood up like steel needles, and his imposing eyes, full of power, were as intimidating as an ancient demon god.
It is worth mentioning.
The precious blood of an Ancient Descendant is not true blood. True blood is heart blood, extremely precious. Precious blood is the blood flowing in the body, and its value is far less than true blood.
"Our old generation has fought for many years, it's time for the juniors to spar." An old voice sounded from the sky.
Hearing this.
The middle-aged man from the Golden Wolf Tribe, the Old Man from the Flood Dragon Clan, the Old Man from the Purple Mountain Clan, the Old Man from the Thunder Clan, and the middle-aged man from Luofu Great Marsh.
At this moment.
They all looked up at the sky and saw a giant ice-blue bird.
On the back of the ice-blue giant bird, a white-haired old man stood at the front, with two handsome youths behind him, and several pretty young girls further back.
Among the pretty young girls, there was also a boy in animal skins.
No, that's not right.
That boy wearing animal skins and straw sandals looked like a bumpkin from a poor mountain village. How did he suddenly get mixed up with the arrogant Snow Clan?
As they wondered, the powerhouses of these large tribes and clans suddenly felt that the aura emanating from the boy in animal skins was clearly more than ten times stronger than when they first met him.
Hiding his strength?
And here we thought the arrogant, condescending Snow Clan had changed their ways!
Just as they suspected, the strength Shi Yi initially pretended to have was too low. No one paid him any mind; they treated him like a passing ant. Only when he was forced to slightly increase his strength did he successfully blend into the Snow Clan's group.
It wasn't that Shi Yi was being overly cautious. The Willow Deity had said there would be a fierce battle, indicating that whoever took the lead in snatching the Mountain Treasure would definitely get beaten up.
It was better to first blend into these large tribes and clans, observe the situation, and see if there was an opportunity to fish in troubled waters.
A fierce battle?
As someone who only likes to be the mastermind behind the scenes, how could I easily get involved in a fierce battle?
Only those who just fight are reckless.
The most important thing for a person is their brain.
"Kid, I remember you. I saw you a few days ago when I passed by a swamp. What's your name?" the middle-aged man from the Golden Wolf Tribe asked with a hearty tone.
Although he didn't look down on Shi Yi when he first saw him, he didn't pay him any attention either. After all, who would deliberately look down on an ant passing by their feet?
Now, Shi Yi had shown decent talent and strength, giving him the right to loudly state his name.