'This person is from Tranquil East Tribe … First of all, if the tribe leader of Tranquil East Tribe already knows that I'm healing Fang Mu …' Su Ming walked forward quietly as he mulled over the matter in his head. He remembered that the elder had once taught him that he had to think more when he ran into a problem. If he could not understand it, he could put himself in the person's shoes and continue thinking based on the person's train of thought. Perhaps he would discover something new.
'If I was the tribe leader of Tranquil East Tribe, I should be able to see the changes in my child and follow him … But he hasn't shown up yet. Perhaps this means that the fine control Art I used to guard against him was effective.
'Similarly, if I was the tribe leader of Tranquil East Tribe, I would hesitate and make guesses. As I hesitated and hesitated, I would see my child's injuries getting better every single time. If I wasn't absolutely certain, then I wouldn't take the risk and offend a Berserker in the Transcendence Realm I guessed. This won't do me any good.
'In this sort of situation, if I saw the bone blade my child gave away in the past being taken back by my tribe members, what would I think?' Su Ming rubbed the center of his brows. Ever since he came to the unfamiliar Land of South Morning, he had to rely on himself for everything. When his power was not enough, he had to use his mind to make up for the difference, or else it would be difficult for a stranger to gain a foothold in this place unless he was willing to live a normal life. But if he did that, Su Ming did not know how long he would need to return to his hometown.
However, he had too little experience in life. He could not do better than that. He could only think about it in a limited way and not let himself show his hostility easily, but once he did, he had to be resolute.
'I'll start with Fang Mu as a guide and continue down this path. Once my power reaches a certain level, I'll use this chance to gain a foothold in this place.
'I've never shown any hostility towards Tranquil East Tribe. I've already shown my goodwill towards them when I healed Fang Mu. I can use this blade to test Tranquil East Tribe's reaction so that I can respond accordingly.' Su Ming did not think of these things immediately. Before He Feng challenged the Chains of Han Mountain, he saw the black bell on the old man's wrist. Then, he spent half a day to slowly figure out these things in his head as he witnessed what happened between He Feng and Xuan Lun.
He still lacked experience. Otherwise, he would be able to understand these things with just a thought. But now, he needed time to make up for it. He couldn't be as experienced as a fox.
For example, the matter of using Fang Mu as a guide. Although the second time he met him, the process seemed calm, his behavior was experienced, and he even used probing words and threatening words. His actions were calm and steady, and he didn't reveal too many flaws, and he was able to intimidate Fang Mu's father, it didn't seem like something a young man would do.
Yet in truth, Su Ming had used a few months to think, analyze, and prepare for this. He had only managed to do it after he was ninety percent certain that he would succeed. This was also the reason why he had waited for Fang Mu to come to the rainforest multiple times and called out to him multiple times before he appeared.
Otherwise, he could have shown up the first time Fang Mu summoned him after he left and returned. He wouldn't have had to wait a few months.
It was the same now. He relied on time to make up for his lack of experience. Even if he had not run into He Feng challenging the Chains of Han Mountain, Su Ming would still have left after observing the situation. Once he thought things through, he would come back.
At that moment, he analyzed the matter once again in his head. Once he was certain that he did not miss anything, he left the third layer. When the sky darkened, he returned to his lodgings in the fourth layer of Han Mountain City.
Su Ming sat down cross-legged in the room that was much more luxurious than the one in Wind Stream City and fell into deep thought. Ever since he came to the unfamiliar Land of South Morning, he had unknowingly developed the habit of thinking often. The teachings the elder had given him over the years were gradually showing themselves at that moment.
'I still need to get in touch with Tranquil East Tribe. I'm not mature enough yet. If I continue cultivating this path, it will eventually become one of my choices. 'But I can't just leave one path in Han Mountain City. I have to prepare other choices. Only then will I be at ease.' Su Ming sat quietly in his room. Besides searching for a map to the Alliance of the Western Region, he also had to establish himself in this place as soon as possible so that he could find out whether the elder was here.
Even if the chances of this happening were slim, even if the elder might have already died, Su Ming did not want to believe it.
'The map leading to the Alliance of the Western Region must contain most of the Land of South Morning. This sort of map is definitely not an ordinary item, and it's not something a middle-sized tribe can have. This thing should be incredibly valuable, and it won't be easily seen by others …' Su Ming sighed.
'If I want to complete all of this, I'll still have to survive … and I won't have to be like He Feng. I'll have to be like Xuan Lun and continue living as a powerful Berserker.' A barely noticeable glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes.
'There are five powerful Berserkers in the Transcendence Realm in Han Mountain City. Xuan Lun is one of them … and he's also the chief guest of Puqiang Tribe. By the looks of it, the other four Berserkers in the Transcendence Realm should belong to the three different tribes here.
'Besides them, there are also quite a number of Berserkers in the Blood Solidification Realm. Most of them aren't from the three tribes. There must be a reason for so many people to stay in Han Mountain City. Fang Mu once said that every time Freezing Sky Clan takes in new disciples, they will come to Han Mountain City.
'This might be tempting, but I have a feeling that there are some secrets hidden in Han Mountain City that attract powerful Berserkers like Xuan Lun to stay for a long time.' Su Ming touched his chin. There were some soft hairs on his chin. That was the first sign of adulthood left behind by a young man in the passage of time.
'With my current power, 243 blood veins and the seventh level of the Blood Solidification Realm, I can only be considered as in the middle of the Blood Solidification Realm in Han Mountain City. With fine control, I can fight against those at the eighth level of the Blood Solidification Realm! I can only be considered as at the peak of the middle stage of the Blood Solidification Realm. 'Su Ming was silent, but there was a faint flash of the shadow of the moon in his eyes.
'But I have the souls of the Wings of the Moon. If I summon all the souls of the Wings of the Moon under the moonlight, just like when I was in Dark Mountain, I'll be heavily injured …' Su Ming closed his eyes and hid away the shadow of the moon in his eyes.
'That's my trump card. Unless it's a matter of life and death, I won't use it.
'There's also that Han Fei Zi. That's a strange title. I heard from the people around me that only the three strongest disciples in the history of Freezing Sky Clan are given the title of Han Fei Zi.' Su Ming thought about it for a moment before he stopped thinking about it. He would not waste his time on things that had nothing to do with him.
Once his mind gradually calmed down, Su Ming immersed himself in meditation and circulated the Qi in his body. Without knowing it, it was already late at night. It was quiet outside. The entire Han Mountain City seemed to have fallen asleep.
At some unknown point in time, muffled sounds of thunder came from outside. It was soon followed by the sound of rain falling on the ground. No one could tell whether it came from the sky or from the ground. It was as if the sounds were intertwining with each other to form a curtain of rain.
It was a rainy season.
The downpour soon enveloped Han Mountain City. There was also the howling of the wind and rain. The rain fell on the windows of the rooms, causing the leather paper on the windows to let out flapping sounds.
There were no candles in the room. It was dark. Yet as the thunder roared, the room was illuminated by the occasional lightning. Su Ming opened his eyes.
He got up and opened the window quietly. A gust of wind blew into his face and lifted his hair. He looked at the darkness and rain outside the window and stood there quietly, unmoving.
"I wonder what season it is now in Dark Mountain … Two years sure pass by quickly …" Su Ming mumbled.
"How's the tribe..? Is the elder still alive..?" Su Ming felt bitter. He was alone in an unfamiliar place and felt very lonely. That loneliness made him learn how to protect himself with silence.
He touched the scar on his face and stood there for a long, long time … until his second night in Han Mountain City passed by. Early in the morning, it was still raining. There were not many people on the streets. The rain on the ground flowed down the mountain, making it slippery.
Su Ming did not continue staying in Han Mountain City. He had already bought a lot of herbs he needed. Even if he still lacked some herbs to create Spirit Plunder and only managed to buy one of the three beast bones, the third and fourth layers no longer had anything he needed, unless it was the second layer.
However, not only did this layer require a person's level of cultivation, he could only enter after he became a guest. After thinking about it for a moment, Su Ming gave up and left Han Mountain City.
This was the first time he came to Han Mountain City in his life. There was nothing special about him, nothing special about him. He might have caught some people's attention, but overall, he was like a small stone tossed into a lake. He would only cause a few ripples.
When he came, the sky was bright, but when he left, the rain turned into a curtain.
With his back turned towards Han Mountain City, Su Ming gradually disappeared into the distance. He did not stop. Instead, he increased his speed and charged towards the depths of the rainforest and the mountains in the rain.
He did not intentionally search for the map of the Land of South Morning during his trip to Han Mountain City. However, as he walked through the city, none of the shops sold this item.
Through the conversations and information he heard, he slowly found out that the map of the surrounding area was only in the hands of the three tribes, and it was incredibly valuable.
The road ahead of him was bleak and full of hardships. How was he supposed to become a powerful Berserker from an ordinary person? Su Ming did not know where his future lay. He only knew that he had to continue moving forward calmly and increase his level of cultivation. Once he reached a certain level, the confusion before his eyes would be torn apart.
He walked silently at a moderate pace. As he charged forward, he did not head straight for the rainforest. Instead, he spent a few days going around in circles. Once he was certain that no one was following him, he returned to the familiar depths of the rainforest, to the cave in the crack in the mountain range.
The rain did not stop. It washed away his footprints and formed a natural barrier. When Su Ming returned to the cave in the crack a few days later, his entire body was drenched. Rainwater flowed down his hair.
He walked into the cave and circulated his Qi. Wisps of hot air spread through his entire body as if they had turned into fire. Very soon, a white mist rose from Su Ming's body. Gradually, his drenched clothes dried up, but there were a lot of wrinkles on them, making him look rather pathetic. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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