Chapter 6: The Bloodstone Tribe

  "The heavens will collapse and the earth will shatter. People will not be wronged, even if it means sacrificing life. Sacrificing life does not mean betraying one's kin. The soul returns..."

  From a distant call, when the first ray of sunlight entered his eyes, Xiao Yi was stunned. He looked around at the gray stone walls, gray stone table, green stone pot, and the unknown dried meat hanging on the wall. Under him was a stone bed with a worn-out fur blanket that had a strong animal smell but felt warm. He raised his head to look out of the nearby stone window, where golden sunlight shone through, dazzling his eyes. At this moment, memories from before flooded back.

  Not dead, this is not the underworld. A hint of surprise flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes, because the underworld did not have such dazzling sunlight. Perhaps after experiencing life and death, Xiao Yi calmed down after a moment of astonishment. Since he wasn't dead, then continue living.

  However, when Xiao Yi wanted to get up, a sharp and piercing pain immediately rose from all over his body. Every inch of his muscles, skin, and meridians seemed to be bitten by countless ants, and he could even faintly see strands of pale golden gas flowing under his skin.

  Sweat drops as big as beans fell, Xiao Yi struggled to control his body to sit up, but it seemed like he had exhausted all his strength and could no longer make another move.

  Rumble!

  The stone gate was pushed open, and a hunchbacked old man walked in. Although he was hunched over, the old man was still very tall, nearly seven feet high. He wore a grey animal hide cloak on his shoulders, and a pair of worn-out grass shoes. At this moment, he held a dead rabbit in his hand, with a black stone bow behind him, an arrow tube, inside which were inserted seven or eight black feathered arrows.

  What great strength!

  Even if he was exhausted, Xiao Yi could still roughly judge the weight of the stone gate, which was absolutely no less than 100 kilograms. However, an old man with white hair easily pushed it open. Was this really one of the ancient ancestors? Xiao Yi could confirm that the old man looked very ordinary, just like a mountain villager from a remote area in later generations, with a similarly simple and honest face.

  On this face, Xiao Yi felt serenity, saw the marks of time, and that seemingly long-lost ruggedness. Endless fatigue hit his heart, and everything in front of him became blurry again.

  ……

  Bloodstone Tribe

  A small tribe located in the northwest of the human world, surrounded by mountains and rocks, with a dark greenish-black mountain wall that shines like metal in the sunset.

  The Bloodstone Tribe wasn't large, but it spanned over a dozen miles. At this moment, outside the tribe, figures were faintly visible, and the sound of clashing metal didn't cease. One by one, valiant men emerged, some holding war spears, others holding iron pikes or battle knives, with a total of two thousand people. They loudly roared, their footsteps thundering, their voices like fierce tigers, shaking the clouds.

  After the Bloodstone Tribe, on a mountain dozens of feet high, a slightly lean figure sat on the cliff, with black hair reaching his shoulders and black fur cloak fluttering in the wind. Xiao Yi looked at the magnificent view in the distance, as the ancient saying goes, "riding horses to wrap corpses", galloping on the battlefield might be like this.

  A faint bitter smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Yi's mouth. He didn't know what kind of world he had arrived in, but over the past half month, he had also vaguely learned some things. The place where he was located was a human tribe settlement in the northwest of the Northern Wilderness, the Bloodstone Tribe. The Bloodstone Tribe belonged to the weakest lower-class bloodline and only possessed two thousand-man war clans. Above them were the middle-class bloodlines, upper-class bloodlines, military departments, general departments, instructor departments, and even the Supreme King department.

  Here, the land is vast and boundless, spanning billions of miles. The human tribe's war gods conquer the world, opposing the attacks of the hundred clans' great tribes. Here, humans do not seek immortality, nor worship gods, nor pay homage to Buddhas, for they are all enemies!

  And what is meant by "refining blood, tempering bones, and fusing souls" are the daily pursuits of the majority of the Bloodstone Tribe's people. They cultivate and hunt in the wilderness every day, all for the sake of advancing to a higher realm, unlocking greater potential within their bodies, and being able to turn the tide against the roaming warriors of the Hundred Clans.

  What is the refinement of blood, this realm requires the refinement of blood essence into the body, strengthening the flesh and blood gas, thereby penetrating one hundred and eight heavenly veins, achieving the Zhou Tian Qi Hai. Xiao Yi has also vaguely heard that after penetrating one hundred and eight heavenly veins and achieving the Zhou Tian Qi Hai, one can nurture the Heavenly Soldiers. Above this is another layer of the Great Perfection Realm, mysterious and profound, known only to a few important figures in the tribe. As for the Tempering Bone Realm, only the tribal leader in the entire Blood Stone Tribe has achieved it, ordinary tribespeople have infinite yearning and reverence for the Tempering Bone Realm, but are completely ignorant of it, it is not a realm they can attain.

  As for the fusion of souls on the tempered bones, legend has it that only the stronger upper-class bloodlines have strong masters in the realm of soul fusion. However, within a thousand miles, except for the Bloodstone tribe, the dense and ancient forest is desolate, with no other human tribes.

  This land is too vast, and Xiao Yi even suspects that he is no longer on Earth. The human world has five continents: Western Heaven, Eastern Continent, Northern Wilderness, Southern Departure, and Central Plains. Even the Northern Wilderness where he is located is boundless, with no one able to traverse every inch of land. This is what Xiao Yi has come to understand in the past half month or so - a fragmented collection of things that have left him skeptical about what really happened on Earth in the distant ancient times. Was it truly as inferred by the technological era, where the accidental discoveries of super-ancient civilizations represented something? Or was there a catastrophic event in the distant past that swept across the land, just like the extinction of the dinosaurs?

  Xiao Yi didn't know that if the era he was in now were to be known by later generations, it would cause a huge stir. He was like an observer of an era, watching everything before his eyes. Now this place wasn't called Earth, but Human Realm Land, which belonged to the human tribe's territory. The space attached to the Human Realm also had the Hundred Realm Clans, with the Immortal Realm, God Realm, Buddha Realm, and Demon Realm. Each realm wanted to descend upon the Human Realm and sweep across the land, which was also why every tribe of the human race had war masters.

  For these ancient primitives, the past half month has been a shock to Xiao Yi's inexplicable, even if it is still not cultivated young children, ten or so years old can easily lift two or three hundred pounds of heavy objects, adults are even more able to lift five hundred pounds without a word, physical strength is simply unbelievable, according to Xiao Yi's comparison, his own hundred or so pounds of strength, is only equivalent to the Blood Stone tribe six or seven year old child, let alone he has not yet recovered from his injuries, and is unable to move easily, four or five year old children can easily knock him down.

  The sun sets in the west, Xiao Yi slowly gets up, his face is somewhat pale, and he walks along the mountain road towards the tribe. Although his footsteps are normal, his body is shaking slightly. As for his own body, Xiao Yi vaguely feels that it has something to do with that dragon egg. Every moment, there are strands of hot air flowing through his skin, stimulating his nerves, like a needle prickling pain. It took him five days to barely stand up, and now half a month has passed, he can barely walk normally, but if he wants to make any other movements, he is powerless.

  They walked for almost half a time, and finally came down from the mountain. Xiao Yi took two deep breaths, preparing to continue walking.

  "Xiao Da Ge!" A slightly childish voice rang out.

  Xiao Yi looked up and saw a tall young man walking from afar. The young man appeared to be fifteen or sixteen years old, but he already had a robust physique, standing at seven feet tall. He wore a suit of grey leather armor, with a nine-foot-long blue iron spear slung over his back.

  The young man's black hair was like ink, although his face was tender, but his aura was extraordinary. At this moment, he strode forward with a majestic gait, walking towards Xiao Yi. Every step he took was almost half a meter long, and in less than ten breaths, he arrived in front of Xiao Yi. A smile appeared on his face as he said, "I knew you were here, Big Brother Xiao. Shi Gong has prepared some herbal medicine for you to take back and apply."

  "Alright, let's go."

  Xiao Yi nodded and walked with the young man. As it turned out, this young man was someone he had met unintentionally in the Bloodstone Tribe. Although they were not close friends, because he liked to listen to Xiao Yi tell strange stories, he would come to find Xiao Yi every day to chat for a while.

  Bloodstone Tribe, at the age of sixteen, needs to undergo assessment, join the tribal warrior squad, become a human warrior, and become a powerful human warrior, slay alien tribes, guard the tribe, is the haven in the heart of every Bloodstone Tribe youth.

  "Shi Lei, you're with this sickly girl again, don't you need to cultivate?"

  The two had not walked a few steps when a cold and indifferent voice came from the front. It was two young men, with large green bows on their backs, emitting a faint bloody aura all over their bodies. This made Xiao Yi feel uncomfortable, but he also knew that these ancient people in the desolate forest would kill each other for cultivation or survival, and they needed to hunt for blood food. Even if it was just a young boy, as long as he was over ten years old, apart from daily cultivation, he had to learn archery. By the age of twelve or thirteen, he had to enter the forest under the guidance of his elders to hunt and kill prey. So, it was normal for the two boys in front to have a bloody aura on them, which was a symbol of a strong person.

  Two young men, roughly the same age as Shi Lei, were apparently going into the mountains to hunt. Xiao Yi knew that Shi Lei had mentioned before that many young people in the tribe liked to go hunting at night, and some thick-blooded beasts would appear at night, so they might have a considerable harvest. After a while, the two young men approached.

  "Sickly boy, don't waste Stone Lei's cultivation. Even if you're ill, you must take care of yourself. With these few bits of strength, Stone Gong has said that this life is just a fate of being born to suffer. As long as the Blood Stone Tribe exists, you'll have meat to eat; if not, then..."

  "Shi Qian!" Shi Lei hastily shouted, stopping one of the young men's words.

  "Whatever, it's your own business." The young man curled his lips and the two of them brushed past Xiao Yi, not looking at him from start to finish.

  "Xiao Da Ge."

  After the two left, Shi Lei carefully glanced at Xiao Yi, but Xiao Yi's gaze was calm and seemed to be completely unbothered, simply walking straight towards the tribe.

  "Sickly kid, no meat to eat, nobody will marry you!" These are a few three or four year old kids.

  "Xiao Yi, stop running around, if someone gets hurt again, we'll have to waste more herbs." An elderly tribesman said.

  Xiao Yi let out a soft laugh and entered the tribe, after which Shi Lei left because someone said that his father, the war master of the tribe, was looking for him and took him away. As for whether it was true or not, Xiao Yi knew at a glance. After countless years of social polishing, in Xiao Yi's eyes, these people were still too naive.

  Looking up at the distance, the sunset glow has not faded yet. A flash of cold light passed through Xiao Yi's eyes. Even if Xiao Yi is disheartened and disillusioned, he will absolutely never rely on others' charity to survive.