Chapter 8: The Five Chiefs

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  In the Bloodstone Tribe, there is a stone garden with an area of 100 square meters. In the stone garden, there are planted many green pines, each of which has an age of thousands of years. The ancient and sturdy pine trees are curved, their needles like swords, and the entire stone garden emits a faintly discernible aura of sharpness.

  Inside the pine forest, a red figure sat cross-legged. He was a middle-aged man with black hair as dark as ink and a robust physique. His entire body was clad in crimson leather armor that shone brightly. At this moment, he sat there with his eyes slightly closed, and with each breath, a pale blue airflow was ejected, like small snakes slithering around before being swallowed back into his abdomen.

  Nearby, a crimson heavenly horse stood still, its fiery wings folded at its sides. Despite this, it constantly emitted scorching hot air flows from its body, withering the surrounding grass and trees. Its eyes were like fire, sparkling with tiny flames, and on its forehead, a bright red star floated, slowly rotating and emitting an astonishing aura.

  Suddenly, the middle-aged man opened his eyes, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he muttered: "Not far away."

  The night is cool as water, the moon is cold and the stars are sparse.

  The old man lay on the stone bed, covered with several layers of animal hides. His vital energy was exhausted, and he could no longer resist even the cold. The blue-glazed jars in the stone house had been empty for a long time. These days, the old man had stopped gathering herbs, and the medicinal scent in the house had faded away, becoming almost imperceptible unless one sniffed carefully.

  Kneeling on the stone bed, Xiao Yi couldn't calm down and was filled with a sense of fear. This kind of separation made him feel a thread of terror. Now, he had gone through life and death in the desolate ancient forest, where death didn't mean anything to him. What people feared most was being separated from their loved ones, and the distance between them was that of life and death.

  Life is the cruelest thing in the world, it won't give anyone a little more time, life slips away and eventually leads to death.

  "I don't believe it!"

  Xiao Yi gritted his teeth, and a shocking sharpness burst out of his eyes. His whole body was boiling with energy, surging and flowing wildly. He didn't believe in fate; as long as there was still one day left, as long as there was still an opportunity, as long as there was still hope!

  At dawn, the mist in the stone house had not yet dispersed. The old man had lived in this stone house for decades. At night, some cold air always seeped in. It was also old.

  When the first ray of sunlight fell on the earth, Xiao Yi opened his eyes, his gaze was firm and steady. In half a month, Shi Lei and others would turn sixteen and undergo assessment to enter the tribal war division, becoming a human warrior. What he had to do in this half-month was to open up the eighth heavenly vein, thoroughly possess the power and realm of refining blood, become a Wu Chang, and let Shi Gong move into the White Stone House!

  Panray mountain range, endless ancient forest wilderness.

  Xiao Yi walked among them, and the arrows behind him had also changed to purple mist arrows. His body was filled with battle energy, and poisonous insects and snakes were shattered into powder as soon as they approached him. At his current level, he had seven heavenly veins and thirty-five kilograms of strength. Ordinary lower-ranked wild beasts were no longer in his eyes, and with the existence of the stone mirror, ordinary lower-ranked wild beasts could no longer provide enough blood energy for Xiao Yi. If he killed a lower-ranked wild beast, it would take at least two months for him to penetrate the eighth heavenly vein. He didn't have that much time, so this time when he entered the ancient forest again, what he wanted to hunt was a mid-ranked wild beast.

  Mid-tier Archaic Beast, has initially grasped its own vital energy and can absorb the weak solar essence from the moonlight at night to temper its physical body. Whether it's vital energy or strength, it is far beyond what a lower-tier Archaic Beast can compare to.

  Without staying for long, Xiao Yi directly ventured deep into the Pan Lei mountain range for nearly eighty miles. When the bright moon rose, he discovered the first mid-grade desolate beast.

  This is a white lion wolf, shaped like a male lion, with snow-colored fur fluttering in the wind. At this moment, it stands on top of a cliff, mouth open to absorb the moonlight, which flows into its belly like water. The subtle essence of the sun is refined and transformed, tempering its physical body, surging blood energy pulsating, ferocious aura without any disguise, suppressing its own territory.

  Xiao Yi walked up to the precipice, emerging from a huge thicket of shrubs. He grasped his broken spear, his eyes gleaming fiercely, and without saying a word, he stepped towards the lion wolf.

  Ahh!

  A sudden, uninvited guest appeared. The lion-wolf's eyes gleamed with a faint, eerie light as it suddenly kicked the ground and transformed into a bloody afterimage that pounced towards Xiao Yi's chest. Droplets of saliva scattered in mid-air as it caught wind of the thick, fresh scent of blood. At the same time, a bloody and icy aura pressed down on Xiao Yi, embodying the spiritual will of the middle-tier Wild Beast. According to their instincts, they transformed into the most compatible form of power.

  Without unleashing the ferocious elephant's momentum, Xiao Yi simply deflected this force to the outside of his body. The Wind and Thunder Gun Technique unfolded, and he began a close-quarters battle with the lion wolf.

  The Twelve Forms of Wind and Thunder Gun Technique, nine ordinary moves, three ultimate moves. Even the tenth ultimate move can be compared to an ordinary second-rate martial art, but to master the Wind and Thunder Gun Technique to its highest level requires a cultivation base of at least Small Round Fulfillment. At most, one can comprehend the eleventh form with a cultivation base of Small Round Completion. What Xiao Yi needs to do now is to understand and thoroughly grasp the eleventh gun technique. This move alone would be enough to earn a place among second-rate martial arts. With his future close combat skills and the branding of the Gun Technique's spirit, Xiao Yi has confidence that he can comprehend this gun technique in the shortest time possible.

  After burning one stick of incense.

  Xiao Yi's entire body was stained with blood, and the back of his head had a large claw mark, with flesh and blood blurred together. The majestic lion-like wolf's corpse lay in front of him. He manipulated the Elephant Strength Technique, and his arm seemed like an elephant's long trunk. The wolf's corpse's bloody aura flowed into his palm like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

  In a few more strokes, Xiao Yi found the second middle-rank desolate beast, a four-eared black bear. Half an hour later, a gigantic bear corpse over three zhang tall fell to the ground. Once again, several claw marks appeared on Xiao Yi's body, and on his back, the original mark of the lion wolf had healed, leaving only a few faint white scars.

  Five days passed, the fourth head of the middle-ranking Archaic Beast fell at Xiao Yi's feet. The Wind and Thunder Gun Technique's first nine forms were almost flawless in Xiao Yi's hands, thoroughly merged and connected. As for the eleventh form, Xiao Yi had already roughly grasped its outline, but still needed some time to truly master it, let alone merge and connect with it.

  On the tenth day, the ninth head of the Wild Beast fell under Xiao Yi's feet. It was a cyan poisonous scorpion, with a body as big as a millstone, and its tail was like a sword. When it struck, it seemed to be displaying a not weak swordsmanship. Xiao Yi was fully focused, only then did he avoid being pierced by the venomous stinger.

  He once again absorbed the venomous scorpion's blood energy, Xiao Yi only felt the eighth heavenly pulse slightly trembling, as if the dormant life was starting to revive, and it became clearer and clearer, like a huge heart beating, emitting powerful blood energy fluctuations. Xiao Yi knew that this was a sign of an impending breakthrough. After connecting with the nine-headed middle-ranking desolate beast's blood energy, which had been extracted by the stone mirror, he finally accumulated enough blood energy. At this moment, Xiao Yi sat down cross-legged under an ancient tree without any hesitation and began to charge through the pass.

  The Barbarian Elephant Great Strength Technique requires blood and energy several times that of a normal person, even ten times or more, to penetrate each of the Heavenly Veins. However, once penetrated, it can suddenly increase its strength by five jin. A normal person who penetrates 108 Heavenly Veins will have 108 jin of divine strength. But cultivating the Barbarian Elephant Great Strength Technique can break through this limit. Each time Xiao Yi breaks through a pass, he can feel his physical body's Heavenly Veins being impacted and expanded by the energy and blood, if the original Heavenly Vein was a stream, then after being refined by the Barbarian Elephant Great Strength Technique, it becomes a river that can hold more battle energy.

  At this moment, the essence of blood and energy that had been gathered through the Stone Mirror for several days finally burst out, the seven heavenly veins merged into one, the battle energy surged, mobilizing the body's energy and blood, transforming into a long spear of energy and blood, fiercely charging towards the gate of the eighth heavenly vein.

  Boom!

  A stream of air and blood shot into the gate, only to be repelled by an invisible force. Xiao Yi's body shook slightly, his eyes gleaming brighter than ever before. His spirit and will converged, unleashing a fierce momentum. In the seven heavenly veins, his air and blood gathered, transforming into a crimson elephant. The elephant charged out of Xiao Yi's body, sending out waves of thunderous sounds, like war drums beating and battle horns blaring.

  Boom!

  Like a broken bamboo, the blood-colored elephant burst through the barrier and entered the eighth heavenly vein. Endless new powers emerged, and in an instant, Xiao Yi's battle aura surged violently, crossing a threshold. The eight heavenly veins shook simultaneously, and Xiao Yi let out a long roar as his entire body erupted with astonishing power.

  Forty tons!

  Article 8: The Heavenly Pulse is unobstructed, and Xiao Yi's strength suddenly reached forty kilograms, which belongs to the power of the Fifth Rank. Even if he had already possessed the realm of Blood Refining Small Success before, it wasn't until this moment that he truly possessed the power of Blood Refining Small Success. All of this combined is the Fifth Rank!

  Human War Master, a strong warrior of the Fifth Rank!

  This is a crossing, from the warrior becoming the Wu Chang, the three passes of the human race's Blood Refining Realm. The first pass is to hold heavy as light, and to comprehend holding heavy as light, one can enter the Small Success realm of Blood Refining. A strong Wu Chang is already in the Small Success realm of Blood Refining, whether it be in terms of realm or power, they stand at this level.

  At this moment, within the tree crown ten zhang high above Xiao Yi's head, two points of gloomy green light flickered. Just as Xiao Yi's eighth heavenly vein was about to be unblocked, a green shadow suddenly shot out from within the tree crown, tearing through the air and bringing with it a powerful surge of bloody energy that pressed down on him, accompanied by a wave of stench.

  Whoosh!

  Xiao Yi suddenly struck out, his black spear gleaming with a cold light. With one thrust of the spear, the air violently twisted and distorted, producing a fierce howling sound. The terrifying power coursed through the tip of the spear, as four feet of spear energy crystallized into a sharp, transparent blade that cut through everything, instantly piercing the green shadow and pinning it to the trunk of the tree.

  This was a seven-foot-long Bi Xue snake, a mid-tier desolate beast. Although it wasn't very large and its vital energy wasn't as rich as some of the larger desolate beasts, among mid-tier desolate beasts, it was only considered to be at the lower end of the spectrum. However, being so easily killed by Xiao Yi's single spear thrust, one could tell that Xiao Yi had now possessed a certain level of power. (If you like it, please vote for recommendation and collect it, Ren Huang needs everyone's support.)