Jiang Tian regained his composure. His eyes became clear and sharp as he asked, "Ghost Wolf, how long will it take to reach the Stele Forest?"
"My lord, we have already entered the border of the Ten Thousand Mountains. At our current speed, it will take us a day!"
Ao Tian Sword Venerable said respectfully.
"Half a day doesn't matter!"
Jiang Tian nodded slightly and looked at the pitiful two-year-old child. He smiled and said, "Deference is no substitute for obedience. Thank you for your invitation, Old Master! "Then, he led the group into the village.
"It is our honor to have you here!"
The villagers of Heavenly Village were extremely enthusiastic. The village chief invited the guests into the stone house to boil water and chop firewood. He also ordered a Pi Xiu and a Saber-toothed Tiger to be peeled for Jiang Tian and the others. They were all delicious dishes. The hunters in the village accompanied Jiang Tian and the others to chat.
Children, alligators, iron-boned dogs, and other domestic animals were gathered in the village. From time to time, they would poke their heads out and look around. The women were jubilant and lively.
The village was so primitive that it was beyond imagination. The houses were all made of stone and wood. Even the axes were made of stone. There were almost no metal objects. There were only a few iron knives and spears used for hunting. Other than food, all the families had nothing.
Jiang Tian had the same feeling as when he entered the Longevity Village of Heifekas Lake back on Earth.
However, when Jiang Tian scanned with his Divine Sense, he noticed that there were a few weapons in the depths of the house. They were very old but still sharp. The key was that there were ancient words on them that said "Made by Heavenly Workers".
Jiang Tian was slightly shocked. If he was not mistaken, they should be the descendants of the Ancient Heavenly Court. No wonder they were called the Heavenly Village.
A few nimble women and girls poured tea in ceramic cups and served it respectfully.
The tea here was very strange. It was collected from the leaves and petals of some kind of spiritual medicine and dried fruit slices. It was very similar to fruit tea on Earth.
The village chief smiled and said, "You came from the outside. I heard that the outside world has changed. The Emperor Hanshi of the Ruins of Immortality was killed by a bandit called Kang Tae-chu. Is that true?"
"Indeed!"
Jiang Tian maintained his composure.
"This place has changed drastically. It is no longer under the jurisdiction of the Ruins Emperor. Why does Old Master care about this? "
"I heard that Kang Tae-chu is a native of the deity ground. He even came from the distant solar system?" The village leader didn't answer; instead, he asked another question.
"That's right!"
"Esteemed guest, please excuse me for a moment!"
The village chief's expression was slightly solemn. He walked out of the door and said a few words that Jiang Tian and the rest couldn't understand. Immediately, the whole village was in jubilation. The men raised their arms and cheered loudly. Many women and young girls even shed tears.
Jiang Tian walked out of the door and said with a smile, "Mr. Village Chief, can I take a look around the village?"
"Esteemed guest, please help yourself!"
Following that, the village chief led all the male villagers and carried a few ferocious beasts to a huge stone platform halfway up the mountain. They kowtowed three times and nine times to a grave. It was a solemn ceremony. Many people shed tears.
In front of the grave knelt a huge corpse that was wrapped in iron wires and vines. Even after countless years of decay, there was still a faint fluctuation of Dharmic powers. A baleful aura emanated from it, indicating that it belonged to the bloodline of the Ruins Emperor.
Bright red beast blood stained the huge stone platform and flowed along the engravings on the stone surface. It was a brilliant red. Together with the thick fur of the behemoth, its scales that shimmered with cold light, and its ferocious horns, it was a shocking sight. There was a tragic desolate aura that surged over.
The charred grave was as silent as before. It didn't react at all, as though it had never used any offerings. However, many villagers knew that it had a spirit!
Under the village chief's arrangement, a few burly men threw out an ancient stone tablet from a pit. On it were written in very ancient and profound words:
"Tomb of Perfected Lord Zhao Ziming, the hero who resisted the South Gate's One Star." They solemnly placed it in front of the grave.
The village chief carried a bucket of water forward and carefully wiped the soil off the tombstone.
"Distant Ancestor, Divine Emperor Hanshi is dead. Your tombstone can finally be erected openly. Perhaps, it won't be long before the Ruins Emperor is killed as well … Let us look forward to it together! "
The village chief leaned on his walking stick. With the support of two children, he was still trembling with excitement as though he was on the brink of collapse.
There were still many young men, women, and children left in the village. They were slicing the beasts with silver knives, skinning and scraping the bones. From time to time, there would be clanging sounds and sparks. The behemoth's bones were shockingly hard and difficult to cut.
Long Shengnan, Zhang Qingyang, and even Bai Muxue went to help in high spirits. They conjured their cultivation techniques and condensed their Quintessential Essence into sabers that sliced through everything. It made the children cheer.
"Awesome!"
"They are the legendary cultivators that can become immortals!" The children revered them greatly as their eyes revealed their desire.
Someone had already prepared a huge jar made of clay to collect the blood essence that was preserved in the special parts of the beasts' bodies. To them, it was an excellent blood tonic that was extremely rare.
"Uncle Ghost Wolf, have a bite!" Zhang Qingyang broke off a section of the Jackdaw's wing and began munching on it.
"You want me to eat my distant relative? Zhang Qingyang, you little bastard, you sure are naughty. Are you asking for a beating? "
Ghost Wolf looked at the Jackdaw meat that was sizzling with oil. He had a pained expression as he shouted anxiously.
"It's really fragrant. It's a ferocious beast that often flies. Its meat is very elastic. Furthermore, it can consume spirit herbs and spirit herbs. It's very nutritious! "
Zhang Qingyang's saliva splattered as he ate to his heart's content.
"Proud Heaven, why don't you discipline your disciple? Be careful that I don't beat him up! "
Ghost Wolf gritted his teeth as he shouted. Two glistening droplets of saliva accidentally flowed out as he sucked them in.
"Haha, Uncle Ghost Wolf, you're obviously greedy!" Zhang Qingyang was overjoyed.
"Uncle Ghost Wolf, don't force yourself!"
"Ghost Wolf, why do you have to make things difficult for yourself! You have to admit that you're greedy! "
Long Shengnan also laughed. Even Sword Venerable Ao Tian was amused. Bai Muxue also revealed a smile.
"I'm drooling because of the Saber-Toothed Tiger meat …" Ghost Wolf refused to admit and turned his gaze to the side.
He was indeed tempted just now. The Jackdaw meat was too fragrant. It was filled with local spices, oil, and honey. Furthermore, the people of the Heavenly Village were very good at barbecuing. The meat was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
This was a rare opportunity for Jiang Tian and the others to relax.
After a series of battles, they were surrounded by dangers. Their nerves were stretched taut, and no one could withstand it. At this moment, they temporarily forgot about fighting and killing. They became mortals, experiencing the mortal world and relaxing their bodies and minds.
The two-year-old girl wearing a dudou sat in the corner with her father. She looked worriedly at her father's bleeding wound.
"Father, how long will it take for you to get better?"
She was still a little stuttering, but her body was very strong. Her little face was filled with nervousness and worry. Crystal clear tears were swirling in her eyes.
This was the inheritance of this clan. Their bloodline was special, and they could speak and walk at a very early age. Since ancient times, their clan had trained their bodies. However, they couldn't master any spells. Basically, they were all experts in close combat.
"Father will be able to get up in three months. I'll let you ride a horse!"
The man's face was very pale. He was enduring severe pain, but he still smiled lovingly. He didn't want his daughter to worry.
Beside him, the man's wife turned around and cried silently. The man was bitten by the Saber-Toothed Tiger. Venom was left on his bones and wounds. It was difficult to heal. Even if he recovered, he wouldn't be able to walk again.
However, she couldn't bear to tell her daughter and make her sad.
The hunters in the village would be injured or even killed by the savage beasts every once in a while. Their lives were very difficult. Such a harvest was accompanied by a painful death.
"There's no need for three months …"
At this moment, Jiang Tian walked over lazily. He took out a bottle of pills and said with a smile, "Three hours is enough!"
"Thank you for the pills, immortal!"
The man and his wife hurriedly took the pills and knelt down to thank him. They were so excited that their bodies were trembling. Their faces were full of gratitude.
They knew that Jiang Tian and the others were cultivators and could help them. However, they also heard that cultivators were very arrogant. They viewed human lives as nothing and treated pills as treasures. They would definitely not help them.
Therefore, they didn't open their mouths to beg, so as not to make things difficult for the guests.
However, they didn't expect that Jiang Tian would give them pills.
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