Two months had passed since he came into contact with the Berserkers from the tribe. Su Ming still chose to stay and create South Asunder every day so that his injuries would slowly recover.
At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in the cave. After swallowing South Asunder, he was meditating silently. Out of the 243 blood veins on his body, only ten remained dim. The rest were already bursting with life.
During the past year, the large amount of South Asunder had finally allowed his serious injuries and hidden injuries to gradually recover. During the past year, he would always think about the tribe, about the elder, about Xiao Hong, about Bai Ling.
And about Lei Chen.
Su Ming did not know how the tribe was doing. He did not know whether Xiao Hong was still playing happily in Dark Mountain. He did not know whether Bai Ling was still waiting for him after he did not fulfill his promise.
Every single time he thought about it, Su Ming's heart would clench in pain. He was alone in an unfamiliar land. As he looked at the moon in the sky, he missed his home. He missed his elder, who he did not want to believe would die. He missed everything that was familiar to him.
Yet he did not have any clues about the exact location of his home. The only thing he knew was that it was in the Alliance of the Western Region, where Miao Man's tribe was located.
However, the Alliance of the Western Region and the Land of South Morning were very far apart. He did not know the exact route.
'I need a map to the Alliance of the Western Region!
'Besides, only when I become stronger can I have the strength to find my home … Only when I become stronger can I make the people the man in black robes pay the price!'
During the past year, Su Ming had been thinking about the battle between the tribe and Black Mountain Tribe. There were many things he had overlooked during the battle, and all of them pointed towards the man in black robes.
Su Ming opened his eyes and woke up from his meditative state. He looked at the darkness around him and felt a sense of loneliness. He had been experiencing this feeling for more than a year, but he still had not learned how to get used to it.
After a long time, Su Ming walked out of the cave quietly. He stood outside the crack and looked at the moon in the sky. It was quiet all around him. He sat by the side and breathed in the slightly damp air. He brought out a bone xun the size of a fist from his bosom and gently caressed its surface.
He did not know how much time had passed before a song that no one but Su Ming could hear echoed in the air. There was a hint of sadness in the song, and it did not disappear even after a long time had passed.
Su Ming did not know how to play undulating notes. There were some cracks on the bone xun and it could not produce any sound. It was already damaged. That song was not played out, but existed within Su Ming's heart. He held the bone xun in his hands and closed his eyes, and he could hear the song in his heart.
This was the only sound that could accompany him in this place. He listened to the xun song that seemed to really exist in his ears. It was as if he could find a familiarity that was no longer unfamiliar.
Every time he felt lonely, he would think of the beautiful past …
Whenever he was lonely, he would recall the happiness of the past …
After a long while, when the moon in the sky was at its brightest, Su Ming closed his eyes and sat there. Moonlight shone on his body, and gradually, shadows that seemed to be formed by moonlight floated out of his body and surrounded him.
Those shadows were the Wings of the Moon. The Wings of the Moon were the Elders of the Fire Berserker Tribe who cast a great divine ability in exchange for eternal life. They might have been changed by the God of Berserkers using the Eternal Creation Art and turned into bodies that were neither human nor beast, and they had also been through the passage of time. The power of their divine ability had greatly diminished, causing a flaw to appear in their eternal life.
However, the battle against Bi Tu and the man in black robes was not enough to kill them. Only their bodies were destroyed. Their souls still surrounded Su Ming, hidden within his body. They only appeared under the moonlight. Unless they ran into those who practiced the Fire Berserker Arts, no one would be able to see their existence.
This was something Su Ming did not have a definite answer to. He only understood it through the connection he had with the souls of the Wings of the Moon.
This was Su Ming's greatest support. It was also the reason why he did not care whether the boy he asked about two months ago would tell anyone about his existence.
He did not want to kill for no reason, but if anyone came looking for trouble with him, then they would have to be prepared to die.
When the moon in the sky gradually disappeared and the light of the sun rose from the horizon, faint shouts came from the rainforest at the foot of the mountain.
"Senior … Senior …"
"Senior, I was wrong … Senior …"
Su Ming's face was calm. He had heard that voice almost every once in a while during the past two months. The rainforest was huge and there were many mountains. Searching for a person might not be like searching for a needle in a haystack, but it was not that far off.
That voice belonged to the boy. Two months ago, when Su Ming left, he had already predicted what would happen next. The boy would have to choose between telling him or not telling him.
If he told him, then perhaps the tribe would pay attention to him and powerful Berserkers would come to him. However, Guang Han Forest was huge. It was not easy to find a person. If Su Ming wanted to avoid them, it would be even more difficult for him to find them.
More importantly, these people needed his help. With the boy's intelligence, not only would he not be able to get anything out of it, he would also make Su Ming unhappy.
The boy did not disappoint Su Ming. During the past two months, he came to the rainforest alone many times to call out to Su Ming.
Su Ming listened to the shouts coming from the distance and ignored them. He got up and returned to the cave to continue creating South Asunder and to heal his injuries.
A few days later, the voice slowly disappeared.
Half a month later, when there were only nine blood veins left on Su Ming's body, he heard that faint voice coming from the rainforest once again.
"Senior … Senior …"
The voice continued for two days and was still going on. Su Ming opened his eyes from his meditative state and a pensive look appeared on his face.
'I won't make the same mistake twice …' Su Ming seemed to have remembered something and walked out of the cave. Once he changed into a beast skin robe, he charged into the rainforest.
In the rainforest, Fang Mu's face was still filled with regret, but there was also caution and caution. He held a black bone blade in his hand. The blade let out a chilling air. It was an item he used to protect himself.
After all, he had left the tribe alone to come here. It was a very dangerous thing to do. If he ran into enemies, then the blade would be useful.
As he charged through the rainforest, he shouted the words he had been repeating for the past few days.
"Senior … Senior …"
After a long while, he panted harshly and leaned against a big tree beside him. There was a helpless look on his face.
'Could it be that the strange person has left? Or else he would have heard my shouts after three months … Ah, if he hasn't left, then it means that he doesn't want to see me.' Fang Mu let out a long sigh. There was a bitter look on his face. He looked around and gritted his teeth as he continued moving forward.
"Senior … Are you there or not?!" When he saw that the sun was about to set and the shadow of the moon appeared in the sky, Fang Mu shouted towards the sky once again with a dejected look on his face.
"I'm here." Right after Fang Mu finished speaking, a cold voice came from behind him. Those words appeared too suddenly, causing Fang Mu to jump in fright. He leaped forward and turned around with a vigilant look on his face. The blade in his hand was already raised, and when he saw the figure standing on the branch of a large tree behind him, a look of pleasant surprise appeared on his face.
"Senior, I've been looking for you for so long. It's been three months." Fang Mu quickly put away the bone blade and looked at Su Ming, who was covered by the beast skin, excitedly. He took a few brisk steps forward and bowed towards Su Ming.
"Senior, please save me. I am Fang Mu. I hid the truth from you before, but in truth, I am a tribe member of Tranquil East Tribe. My father is the tribe leader of Tranquil East Tribe. If you can heal my injuries, then my father and I will definitely repay you handsomely.
"This blade is my apology for hiding the truth from you. Please accept it." The boy called Fang Mu's face was filled with sincerity. Once he bowed towards Su Ming, he quickly handed over the black bone blade with both hands.
The bone blade shone with a black light and exuded a ghastly presence. It was clear that it was not an ordinary item, but an imitation Berserker Vessel similar to Blood Scales. This item was incredibly valuable to a small tribe.
A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. Based on the boy's gift of the blade, it was not difficult for him to guess that the three tribes who controlled Han Mountain City were definitely middle-sized tribes and definitely not small tribes.
Su Ming walked towards Fang Mu. Once he cast a glance at Fang Mu, he took the black bone blade. He did not use the power of his Qi. Instead, he used the invisible souls of the Wings of the Moon in his body. Immediately, the black light on the bone blade shone brightly. The freezing aura on the blade disappeared in an instant. The entire bone blade turned red in an instant, as if it was burning. A wave of heat spread out from it.
It made the trees around them look as if they were burning and about to dry up.
The heat crashed into Fang Mu's face, causing him to retreat. Shock appeared on his face and his heart pounded against his chest. He could not tell Su Ming's level of cultivation, but he knew that even the powerful Berserkers in his tribe who were in the same generation as him would not be able to make the blade exude such power. Only someone like his father had shown a similar shocking effect when he gave the blade to him in the past, but it was not heat, it was ice.
'Could it be … Could it be that he's in the Transcendence Realm?!' Fang Mu's mouth was dry. He was thankful that he did not tell anyone about this and came alone, or else if he made this person unhappy, then the consequences would be dire.
Fang Mu could not see Su Ming's expression, which made him even more mysterious. At that moment, Su Ming lifted his left hand, and with lightning speed, he pushed the two medicinal pills into Fang Mu's mouth before he could even see them clearly. With a slight movement of his Qi, the two medicinal pills dissolved, causing Fang Mu to feel heat flowing into his body before he could even feel the shape of the pills.
"I'll give you 15 breaths to remember these herbs. Next time you come, bring 1,000 of them in exchange for healing items! Also, I don't like people spying on me. This is the only time! " Su Ming's words were calm, but there was a hint of hoarseness and gloom in his voice. He swung the bone blade in his right hand, and immediately, the bark of a big tree beside him fell off. The shape of an herb appeared on its surface. That was the herb Su Ming lacked to create Mountain Spirit – Cloud Gauze Grass!
Then, he no longer bothered with Fang Mu. Instead, he stood up and took a step into the air. The invisible souls of the Wings of the Moon were under his feet. Su Ming stepped on the souls of the Wings of the Moon and walked on air.
No one could see the souls of the Wings of the Moon under his feet. To Fang Mu, Su Ming seemed to have walked into the sky out of thin air. This made him widen his eyes and take a sharp breath.
'Is he really in the Transcendence Realm..?' After a long while, he came back to his senses, but he soon remembered the second half of Su Ming's words before he left. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately looked around. He saw a strong person gradually walking out of the rainforest.
"Father!" Fang Mu rubbed his eyes. He was shocked.
The man was wearing a blue robe. He walked to Fang Mu's side with a serious look on his face. He looked in the direction where Su Ming left and frowned.
"Are your injuries better?" he asked in a low voice.
Fang Mu was anxious. He quickly checked the condition of his injuries and found that they were getting better. He immediately nodded his head.
"Father, have you been following me? That senior noticed you? Is he really in the Transcendence Realm?"
"It doesn't seem like it … There's Qi in his body …" The man frowned. Before he could finish speaking, the picture of the Cloud Gauze Grass on the tree trunk slowly turned into dust and scattered away. This was the strength of Su Ming's fine control. He could already control every single bit of Qi in his body in an incredibly exquisite manner.
"It's exactly 15 breaths … This is fine control in the Transcendence Realm!" The man's pupils shrank.
"It's over! It's over! I haven't memorized the herb's appearance yet!" Fang Mu immediately became anxious.
"That's Cloud Gauze Grass. I'll help you get it. Remember to be respectful towards this person. Don't offend him with your words. When you see him, treat him as if you're meeting a senior in the tribe. He might be your serendipity. " The man took a deep breath. He may still have his doubts, but he was now almost certain that Su Ming was right. He turned his head around and gave Su Ming a stern warning.
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