The boy's calmness did not seem to be an act. He was truly not afraid. This sort of expression was not rare on an old man, but it was definitely not normal for a boy to be so calm.
He looked at Su Ming. His eyes did not sparkle or waver, but when he looked at Su Ming, it was as if he was scanning Su Ming's body. It was as if he was trying to find out Su Ming's origins from the smallest details.
Su Ming sat there with his entire body covered by a beast skin robe. The boy's actions after he woke up made him admire him, but it was impossible for the boy to find out anything from him.
"The injuries on your body have been there for many years." Su Ming did not answer the boy's question. Instead, he spoke slowly with a hoarse voice.
The boy's expression did not change. He looked at Su Ming and did not speak. He knew that if he spoke too much, he would make a mistake. He might as well see what the person who kidnapped him wanted.
"You must have been injured by a powerful Berserker not long after you were born …" Su Ming continued speaking unhurriedly.
The boy was shocked, but his expression did not change.
"Go and feel the injuries in your body and see if there are any changes." Su Ming's words were calm. Once he finished speaking, he closed his eyes.
The boy was momentarily stunned. He cast a wary glance at Su Ming, then after a moment of hesitation, he closed his eyes and circulated the Qi in his body. He had not noticed it when he woke up, but now that he started circulating his Qi, he opened his eyes. During that instant just now, he could clearly feel that the injuries in his body had become slightly better.
Even though he was shocked, he forced himself to remain calm. He knew that his injuries were caused by someone planting an Art on him when he was five years old. That person had purposely left him injured but not killed him to delay his father's training, causing his father to use up a large amount of Qi every once in a while to prolong his life.
In fact, this injury was incredibly insidious. Over the years, he had taken a large amount of herbs, but he could only maintain his condition. He could not heal it. Even the tribe leader's Elder and the others could not do anything about it. They had once said that if he wanted to heal it, the only way was to find the person who had planted the Berserker Art in him all those years ago and kill him so that the Berserker Art would turn into a rootless plant.
But now, the injuries in his body had actually improved a little. This was something he had never expected. His breathing quickened and he hurriedly lowered his head to check the injuries in his body again to hide the light in his eyes.
He had prayed to the heavens countless times for him to recover. He didn't want to be a burden to his father, but after all these years, when he looked at his father's gradually aging face, he wanted to die. If it wasn't for the fact that he still had some attachments, he would have already bid farewell to his father.
This time, the people of the tribe came to the rainforest to collect medicine for the tribe. He followed, not to heal himself, but to prove that he was also a member of the tribe.
But the protection of his clansmen along the way made him sigh inwardly.
At that moment, as he lowered his head, a thought appeared in his heart. When he lifted his head, he no longer hid his thoughts. Instead, he stared at Su Ming with a dumbfounded expression. Excitement and a desire to live appeared on his face.
"You …" The young man took a deep breath, and his voice trembled slightly.
"Your internal injuries are quite severe. I can't make you recover completely, but I can still make you slightly better." Su Ming opened his eyes and looked at the young man with his eyes hidden under his robes. It was as if he could see through the young man's heart.
When Su Ming looked at the young man with that gaze, he instantly felt as if he had been seen through. He had always been intelligent since he was young. The excitement and desire he had shown previously were all on purpose. When he heard Su Ming's words, he let out a sigh of relief in his heart. If Su Ming's words had been firm, he would not have believed him.
He knew his own injuries very well.
"What do you want?" The young man fell silent for a moment before his expression returned to normal. He hid away his nervousness and looked at Su Ming before he asked softly.
"What is this place?" Su Ming did not waste his time on this. He asked the question straight away. The information he wanted to obtain would definitely be seen through by others, so there was no need for him to hide it.
"This is Guang Han Forest …" the young man said softly, but a thought appeared in his head. He continued speaking, "Guang Han Forest is very big. This place is just a part of it. If you go deeper into the forest, you'll find an even bigger rainforest beyond Han Mountain. I don't know the specifics of how far it is.
"I only know that if you walk half a month from the direction I came from, you'll reach Han Mountain City. This city is built with mountains, and since it's located on the path to the Great Tribe of Freezing Sky, it's incredibly prosperous." The young man spoke in detail. Even if he had doubts in his heart, he did not show them.
"The Great Tribe of Freezing Sky …" Su Ming frowned and sighed. The furthest place he had been to since he was young was Wind Stream Tribe. He had never heard of any other tribes.
"The Great Tribe of Freezing Sky is one of the two big tribes in the Land of South Morning. Han Mountain City is located to the south of the Land of South Morning." The teenager cast Su Ming a glance and began explaining. His suspicions towards this person grew stronger, and he had a vague feeling that Su Ming was not from this place. This guess caused his hostility towards Su Ming to decrease by a large margin.
What he was most worried about was that Su Ming was an enemy of his tribe. Now that he had found some clues, he felt much more at ease.
"Which tribe does Han Mountain City belong to?" Su Ming's tone remained the same. If it was not because he wanted to make the young man feel at ease so that he could get more information out of him, he would not have let the young man see the clues.
Su Ming's words made the young man feel even more at ease, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Han Mountain City doesn't belong to one tribe, but to three tribes. They're Puqiang Tribe, Colors Ge Tribe, and Tranquil Fang Tribe. It's controlled by these three tribes.
"I'm a member of Puqiang Tribe. If you have a Berserker Art that can heal my injuries, why don't you join Puqiang Tribe and become a guest? "Puqiang Tribe is very respectful towards guests. If you agree, you'll definitely have a place to rest, and you'll also be able to understand this place better. If you're lucky, you might even obtain the right to join Freezing Sky Clan!" When the young man spoke up to this point, he seemed to be casually sizing up Su Ming's body.
"It's too difficult to join this clan." Su Ming's expression was calm. He saw all the young man's actions, and with just one glance, he could see through the young man's thoughts. Compared to him, the young man before him was just a La Su.
The young man touched his nose and smiled sheepishly. "You're right, senior. But it may be difficult to join Freezing Sky Clan, but it's not impossible. Ten years ago, someone really passed the test in Han Mountain City and became a Berserker of Freezing Sky Clan."
Su Ming fell into a moment of pensive silence before he stood up. He could tell that besides his own identity, the rest of what the young man said was mostly true. This information was not a secret, and there was no need for the young man to lie. Once he organized all the information in his head, Su Ming had a general idea of this place. This was a place that was completely different from the place he was in.
In truth, he had already noticed this when he looked at the sky at night. It was familiar, but also a little unfamiliar.
Su Ming did not look at the young man when he stood up. He did not even ask for his name. Even if the young man had said that he belonged to Puqiang Tribe, he would not have asked. Besides, Su Ming did not believe the young man's claim that he belonged to a tribe.
Compared to him, the young man might be smart, but he was still a little naive. He was like a fledgling that had never experienced any storms. When Su Ming looked at him, he felt as if he could see his past self.
When Su Ming walked into the rainforest, the young man was completely stunned. He had already thought of a lot of things that would happen after this. He had even prepared a few words for himself. His final goal was to ensure his own safety. Yet now, all his preparations were useless as Su Ming casually walked into the distance.
'He's really just asking for some information about the area … This person is strange, but he shouldn't have any ill intentions …' The young man touched his mouth. In truth, when he woke up, he had already noticed that there was an astringent taste in his mouth. He must have eaten something.
When he saw that his injuries had improved slightly and when he saw Su Ming leaving without a word, the young man was finally certain that the person before him did not have any ill intentions towards him.
'If he wanted to harm me, then he wouldn't have needed to heal me. Under torture, I would have chosen to tell him things that are not related to the tribe's secrets …
'But he didn't do that. Instead, he healed me first … He also lured out the Black Spike when he kidnapped me. By the looks of it now, he purposely chose that beast. That's why it's only equivalent to a Berserker at the seventh level of the Blood Solidification Realm. Big brother Ah Meng can deal with it, and he won't let any of our tribe members die.'
Hundreds of thoughts flashed through the young man's head. When he saw that Su Ming was about to disappear, he quickly got up and ran.
"Senior, please wait!"
His voice traveled through the rainforest, but it did not make Su Ming stop. He disappeared from the young man's sight and disappeared into the distance.
The young man chased after him for a while but did not find anything. A look of regret appeared on his face.
'Ah, how could that person leave so quickly? I was too cautious and missed the chance to heal myself …' The more the young man thought about it, the more regret he felt. Hesitation appeared on his face, as if he was having a hard time making up his mind.
At that moment, there were whooshing sounds coming from the rainforest. The young man did not move. He could feel that his tribe members were closing in on him. Before long, the young man at the seventh level of the Blood Solidification Realm rushed out. Behind him were his tribe members. They were not dead.
When they saw that the young man was safe, they let out a sigh of relief. The young man called Ah Meng approached him and asked in a low voice, but the young man shook his head. He did not speak, neither did he tell them about his conversation with Su Ming. He had his own thoughts in his heart, and he no longer hesitated. Instead, he made up his mind.
Su Ming walked quietly in the rainforest. He had already taken off his robes. There was a dazed look on his face as he walked towards the mountain range before him.
'The Land of South Morning.
'Han Mountain City.
'The Great Tribe of Freezing Sky … Freezing Sky Clan!' Su Ming did not know what Freezing Sky Clan was, but based on the young man's words and expression, he had a vague understanding.
'Freezing Sky Clan should be a different existence from the tribes …'
'This is the Land of South Morning. How far … is it from my home..?' Su Ming sighed softly. He only remembered the man in black saying that Dark Mountain was part of the Alliance of the Western Region, and Wind Stream Tribe was Miao Man's weakest tribe.
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