Chapter Nineteenth: The Fulfillment of Merit and Virtue

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  Above the sky, a loud eagle cry came, Xiao Yi raised his head to look, four hundred feet in the air, a green-eyed eagle was circling. This green-eyed eagle's body was like an ox cart, with wings spread out for four feet, extremely ferocious, can tear apart tigers and leopards. Although the strength of adult green-eyed eagles is only eight kilograms, because of their speed as fast as the wind, ordinary soldiers cannot catch them.

  A faint cyan color flashed in his eyes, Xiao Yi took a step forward, like an elephant coming out of the water, the entire pond suddenly exploded, splashing water everywhere. The next moment, he appeared at the edge of the pond, with Qingyun bow in hand. He thought for a moment, and from the green stone quiver on his back, a Qingyun arrow automatically came out of its sheath and fell into his hand. He bent his bow and set the arrow, the bow was like a full moon, and the arrowhead emitted three feet long faint cyan arrow energy, the air hummed in response, being torn apart by the arrow energy, rubbing out sparks.

  At this moment, a formless aura emanated from Xiao Yi's body, merging with the Qingyun arrow. Before his eyes, it seemed as if an ancient great gate had burst open, and the wind could no longer restrain his arrow. The eagle's cry four hundred zhang away seemed to resound in his ears.

  Plop!

  The arrow left the bowstring, and after a moment of deafening silence, it seemed to have turned into a ghost, until half a breath later, the sound of shattering air came through, this sound was extremely piercing, as if it had been torn apart.

  Hmph!

  Four hundred feet in the air, that cyan-eyed eagle's throat bone was pierced instantly, and the huge eagle corpse fell, its bones broken and tendons snapped.

  "This is the realm of Split Sound! Merge with momentum, lock in with the supreme spirit, and the arrow technique will be silent and stealthy. Within 500 zhang, the arrow will take a life." Xiao Yi put away his bow, dragged the eagle's corpse, took a deep breath, "Today is the last day."

  Not bad, enough blood food for the Bloodstone tribe to hunt for a year, today is the last day, plus this green-eyed eagle, today's blood food is already sufficient.

  Looking in the direction of the Bloodstone tribe, Xiao Yi couldn't help but feel a sense of melancholy. A year ago, he was still weak and powerless, living in the high-tech world. But now, after a year had passed, he had already become an integral part of the ancient primitive people's lives. The number of savage beasts that had died at his hands were countless. On this vast and desolate land, after endless years, who knew how many fossils would be born from his hands? Although Xiao Yi had now come to realize that the world now was different from the one in the future.

  After counting his breaths, Xiao Yi's hand grasped the gun tightly. This year, he had gained a lot, not only had his body's heavenly veins connected six lines, but he also possessed thirty jin of divine strength. He had broken through the first hurdle of the Refining Blood Realm and understood the concept of "lifting heavy as light". He had developed his own momentum and used it to further improve his archery skills, advancing into the second realm of archery, the Split Sound Realm.

  Arrow Art Sound Boundary, arrow speed surpasses sound, nothing can withstand it. It's not that one has grasped the principle of "lifting heavy as light", and then their own momentum can be achieved, but rather this requires merging one's own momentum into the Arrow Art, reaching a state of unity between man and arrow. Many strong warriors from the Bloodstone Tribe are stuck at this step, if it weren't for Xiao Yi borrowing his future self to hone his archery skills every day, experiencing life and death, he wouldn't have reached this step so quickly.

  "Still unable to find the Millennium Tree Heart Spring, Shi Gong's lifespan is less than a year left."

  Xiao Yi clenched his teeth, the human race's Blood Refining Realm had a maximum lifespan of only a hundred years. Shi Gong was now ninety-nine years old, and his life was already nearing its end. Earlier, Shi Lei had spent several days in the military department's library searching through beast skin books, but he had only found one thing that could extend his lifespan - the Thousand Year Tree Heart Spring, a first-class spiritual medicine that could extend his life by ten years.

  In the vast wilderness, there are many rare and precious herbs. Five hundred years make them a treasure, one thousand years make them a spiritual medicine, five thousand years make them a king of medicine, and ten thousand years make them an emperor of medicine. If we say that a herb has been growing for a thousand years in the ancient forest or in the midst of many swamps, it is still not enough to be called a spiritual medicine, at most it can only be called a treasure. Only when it has given birth to spirituality and possesses true life consciousness can it possess the power of creation; otherwise, even if it grows for ten thousand years, it will only be classified as a treasure.

  Millennium Tree Heart Spring, only the ancient trees of ten thousand years can give birth to it. The vast land has many millennium-old trees, but after five thousand years, they begin to sharply decline. Those that live up to ten thousand years are rare, and in a year, Xiao Yi has only seen three, none of which have given birth to a Millennium Tree Heart Spring.

  "I will keep searching, even if Shi Gong has passed away peacefully. Even if I find it now, it would only give Shi Gong ten more years, but what Shi Gong gave me is far more than that - not a magical weapon, not the Qingyun bow, not the Manxiang's great strength technique, nor even life itself, but hope. As long as I'm alive, I can go back home!"

  ……

  Bloodstone Tribe

  On the dark green mountain wall, there were traces of knives and swords everywhere. In front of the mountain wall, that one stone monument still hadn't been removed. More than half a year had passed, and the carvings on it had undergone great changes. However, the first line was no longer nameless, but had changed to "Warrior Shi Yuan", with 79 carvings behind it. The second line read "Warrior Li Luo" with 77 carvings, and the third line read "Nameless and Surnameless" with 70 carvings.

  "Xiao Da Ge, you're back!"

  In front of the stone tablet, Shi Lei walked over with a smile and looked at the green-eyed eagle that Xiao Yi was dragging. He couldn't help but praise: "Brother Xiao, you actually caught a green-eyed eagle, it's not easy! With this, Brother Xiao, you've already hunted enough blood food today. From now on, we are of the same clan!"

  "Go! Let's go see the Chiliarch! He will give you a tribal order."

  Xiao Yi nodded, as a member of the Bloodstone Tribe, he had the qualifications to enter the Ministry of War. Even if he didn't join the war division, he still had the qualifications to choose one of the three inferior martial arts manuals, at least he could learn all twelve styles of the Wind and Thunder Gun Technique. Moreover, the Qingyun Bow was no longer suitable for him now, only the Zixia Bow could withstand his full strength.

  Two men walked towards the Ministry of War, and on the way, Shi Lei had a few words of regret.

  "Xiao Ge, you were weak and frail just a year ago, but now you can hunt down the Azure Eyed Eagle. You're more hardworking than anyone else, I think it won't take even a year for you to enter the War Division and become a War Soldier."

  Xiao Yi smiled lightly and didn't say much. In fact, with his actual combat strength, even now he could be compared to a true Wu Chang level strong expert, and only through battle would it be known who was stronger.

  The Ministry of War was not peaceful, with many people gathered there. The hundred officials stood in front, causing Xiao Yi's heart to stir.

  "The Earth Rank Blood Dan, this is the Long River Hundred Men's Long-term Promise, and now it's time to bestow the Earth Rank Blood Dan. This time, the ones who obtained the Earth Rank Blood Dan are Shi Yuan of the younger generation and Li Luo of the middle-aged generation." Shi Lei said excitedly, "If I were to obtain one, I could further advance and break through to the twenty-first Heavenly Vein cultivation."

  "Shi Lei, you're here too!"

  A clear and cold voice rang out, it was Shi Qian. He walked over from a distance, with Shi Yuan following closely behind him. It had been half a year since they last met, and the aura around him had grown even more robust, unbridled like a raging fire that emitted intense heat. Beside him, Shi Yuan's face was icy cold, his gaze towards Xiao Yi unfriendly.

  Shi Lei measured Shi Qian with one glance, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, and said: "You've mastered the Seventeenth Heavenly Pulse."

  "Not bad," Shi Qian's expression was cold and proud as he looked at Shi Lei, "I'm still not as good as you now, but give me another year and I'll definitely surpass you."

  "Alright! I know you've already grasped the concept of making heavy things light and have your own momentum. I'll be waiting for you up ahead."

  Shi Lei opened his mouth, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. Although Shi Qian's physical strength was slightly inferior to his, his mental strength was naturally strong, and he had entered the ordinary realm of willpower very early on, grasping the state of "lifting heavy as if light". To say that Shi Qian's innate talent was not below his, but he had enough confidence, fearing no challenge.

  "Shi Yuan, Li Luo, this time you captured and killed the immortal soldiers, you have made great contributions. I will reward each of you with a Di Jie Xue Dan, you must cherish it well. If you can break through the shackles and achieve small success in refining your blood, the tribe will promote you to Wu Zhang." The voice of Bai Fu Chang Zhang He rang out, and the front of the army department fell silent for an instant. Two infant fist-sized green stone bottles were thrown to the two leading soldiers.

  The soldiers of the Stone Abyss, the soldiers of the Departed Leaves, a young generation and a middle-aged generation, are all close to the realm of refining blood and achieving small success. A first-grade Blood Dan can help them break through, even refine their blood and achieve small success, and comprehend the realm of lifting heavy weights as if they were light.

  The two of them took the celadon vase and bowed to General Changhe, this time it was a private gift, they received Changhe's precious Blood Dan, and their hearts were also filled with more gratitude.

  "There is still one left, but does anyone want to come and take it?" Chang He's voice sounded again, his eyes scanning the crowd of onlookers from various tribes, but for a long time, no one came forward.

  "The third stele, what kind of person is this? A Blood Dan of the Earth Stage, and he actually doesn't want it!"

  "Which of you is really a member of my Bloodstone tribe?"

  "A single Earth Grade Blood Dan, give it to me, and I can increase my cultivation by one Heavenly Pulse in an instant." A look of longing flashed in Shi Yuan's eyes, his fists clenched tightly. "Damn it, which idiot wouldn't want it? Fine, don't give it to me then!"

  Shi Qian glanced at him and said lightly: "Can you afford it?"

  After finishing speaking, Shi Qian turned around and left. Shi Yuan's face was awkward, then he fiercely glared at Xiao Yi before following in Shi Qian's footsteps.

  Is anyone there?

  Half a cup of tea later, Bai Fureng's eyes revealed a hint of disappointment. He put away the Qing Shi bottle and left. Many people from the Blood Stone tribe were regretful, but no one dared to take credit for someone else's achievement. A warrior's merit is earned through blood and fire; taking credit for someone else's accomplishment would be a betrayal of one's own conviction.

  Ministry of War

  The first time he stood here, Xiao Yi was holding Shi Gong's stone token to retrieve his bow. Today, he came to collect the stone token that belonged to him.

  The three thousand stone tribe, one of the names is always stationed in the military department, in front of the military department, four Wu Chang saw Xiao Yi, and a flash of color flashed in their eyes, but soon became soft. This young man used a year of life-and-death struggle to prove himself, not a useless person.

  Before Xiao Yi and the other could speak, a Wu Chang stepped forward and handed over a stone token. The token was simple and unadorned, with a single character "Xiao" engraved on it, which did not belong to any script of later generations, but Xiao Yi could understand it at a glance.