Indestructible Primordial Spirit

  "How stupid!" The women nodded one after another, and the scornful ones were all around: "Dahutou is the first brave warrior of our Northwestern household, extremely powerful. How can their foolish son, who hasn't even come of age yet, possibly defeat Dahutou?"

  There are also those who pretend to sympathize: "I heard that the old lady's funeral is set for the day after tomorrow evening. This Hui Niang is really pitiful, by then she'll be left with no one. But it's also good this way, she won't have any burdens anymore, and can become a 'birth mother', and it will spare her from looking down on us poor people."

  She gritted her teeth and brought down the washing stick in her hand with a thud. A determined glint flashed in Hui Niang's eyes: "Let these gossipmongers say what they want, just wait until our Tiger Head defeats the Great Master, then see if they still have anything to say!"

  Ke Hui's move, however, made those gossiping women think she was heartbroken and miserable, which only added fuel to their excitement. Some of them even ran up to her, pretending to be concerned, and said: "Hui, don't be sad, in this northwest region, everything is scarce except for men with three legs. With your beauty, many people will come to you later, and when the time comes, as long as you want to give birth, how many children do you think you can have?"

  At this time, Huiniang really wanted to smash out a stick and directly smash the woman who was originally born with a pig waist face into a shoe buckle face. However, she finally endured it, she didn't want to stir up more trouble at this critical moment, after all, in the gathering place of Ze Nü, private fighting was also a serious crime, punishable by flogging to death. Moreover, she believed that her son would give her back her dignity in a few days.

  Lu Kang and Hui Niang were in different places, doing different things, but they suffered almost the same fate, facing the cold eyes of others, enduring the ridicule and sarcasm of others.

  Lu Kang was not afraid of being ridiculed by others, but when fate made him fall to this point, he resisted and his heart became strong enough. However, he feared hearing people say that his son Hu Tou was a fool, an arrogant fool.

  But Lu Kang did not get angry, he still honestly repaired the protective belt that was broken in many places on the outer edge of the gathering place after a night, and tied the deer horn frame tightly one by one. The tree vines lashed his palms full of blood but still unsatisfied.

  It seemed that he knew his parents were suffering from cold eyes and bullying, Lu Qi became even more ruthless in his training, when he was hungry, he would fiercely chew on large pieces of black game meat, when he was thirsty, he would drink the prepared cold spring water, when he was tired... He didn't know fatigue, it was rare to have such sufficient food for him to practice, Lu Qi only felt that his whole body was full of energy.

  Of course, at the very least, Lu Qi still hadn't lost his sleep. When time slowly ran to the hour set by Da Kang's theft of that large piece of black bear meat, it had already disappeared without a trace. Almost 10 kilograms of dried meat per meal, this kind of appetite was undoubtedly astonishing, even for An Ze's household head, it seemed not to be so.

  If a person's strength is measured by their appetite, then it seems that Lu Qi and An Ze are about the same. However, there doesn't seem to be any place that uses this standard to measure strength. Moreover, no one expected that Lu Qi would actually finish off that huge chunk of black bear meat so quickly. In the eyes of the over a thousand slaves from Xīběi Hù, it's really stupid for Tiger Head to have eaten his fill before going to die.

  When Lu Qi arrived at the highest point of the northwest gathering place, accompanied by Lu Kang and Hui Niang, with a spirited head held high, the gaze of the surrounding Ze Nu towards him was as if they were looking at a dead man, of course, with a few hints of mockery, because Lu Qi had not died yet.

  The eastern slope is the most desolate place in Xibeihou Village, known as Dongkou by the locals. Although it's desolate, few people come here normally, because this is where Xibeihou executes its criminals, and the ground has become speckled with brown stains from years of bloodshed. In some corners between rocks, clusters of beautiful zinnias are even growing.

  "Hutou, you actually came on time and look pretty good too. This is quite a surprise!" An Ze was dressed more formally today than his usual already-formal attire, almost like a brand new black robe, if not for the nose ring and that dark skin, he could pass off as someone from a big family.

  As soon as An Ze spoke, someone immediately echoed him. It was Da Gu, this loyal follower: "You're so straightforward in sending yourself to death, it seems that your last words are already ready. Big Lord, don't show mercy, give him a quick death!"

  Leng Leng looked at Da Gu coldly, then turned his gaze back and said: "An Ze, the head of the household, are you getting more and more muddle-headed as you live? Do you still need a good-for-nothing like this to teach you?"

  An Ze's face changed slightly, he didn't expect Lu Qi's words to be so sharp. To maintain the prestige of his wealthy family, he naturally couldn't let Lu Qi's meaning continue, and glared at Da Gu: "Da Gu, shut up for me, this is a matter between Tiger Head and me, I don't need you to teach me what to do."

  "Ah, yes, Master Da Gu, please go ahead, please..."

  "Finally, no one is making a racket!" Lu Qi pinched the tip of his nose and looked at Xi Tu who was standing in a conspicuous position: "Old Hu Tou, today I challenge An Ze Da Hu Tou, please bear witness."

  His eyes showed no emotion, Xi Tu nodded: "As the old head of the Northwest House, I am familiar with the rules set by the host family. Don't worry, as long as you can defeat An Ze, the head of the An household, your father Da Kang's crime will be wiped out, and when the host family comes to take charge, they will report this matter and at that time, you are likely to become the new head of the household, and grant you a name and pass on the power to you."

  The collective emotions, is exactly what Xi Tu said "bestowed name" and "power mantra". As a slave, the most yearned for is naturally freedom and human rights, but this goal is so difficult to match, even having a great name becomes a luxury. If you really want to say something that can bring hope to slaves, it's the power mantra.

  In the dense forest of Guo Yan, the position of Da Hu Tou is envied by many people, not because they can allocate enough food, nor because they can get a big name, but because they can cultivate Li Jue. Li Jue, this kind of exercise that refines one's body, is capable of changing the fate of a slave.

  Everyone knows that the host family has a rule. If a slave can refine to the middle-grade bone-ringing realm before the age of thirty, they will receive the host family's bestowed surname, get rid of their slave identity, become a white body, and return to villages, towns, counties, or even prefectures where they have human rights. From then on, they will turn over a new leaf and become free people, and their descendants will be freed from the fate of being slaves for generations to come.

  An Ze had such an opportunity, he looked older than his actual age of twenty-seven and still had three years left. He indeed had some chance, but it wasn't big, after all, breaking through from the lower rank of Yongli to the middle rank of Gongsong wasn't that easy.

  Lao Houtou Xitu was 27 or 28 years old, with the same strength as a lower-grade Body Refining cultivator, but by his 40s, he only had eight layers of courage. Later, as his body declined, he began to decline, and now he probably only has around five layers of courage left.

  "But if you fail the challenge, both you and your father will be unlucky!" Xi Tu's eyes suddenly shot out a sharp glare: "Tiger Head, you're still young, not yet at an age where you need to participate in labor. If you back down now, kowtow to Lord An Ze and admit your mistake, I can take charge and spare your life. I think Lord An Ze is magnanimous and won't hold it against you."

  An Ze nodded and said, "Tiger Head, since the old household head has spoken, I will also agree. If you kowtow to me and admit your mistake, and let your mother become the 'birth mother' of the Northwest Household, today we will only pursue the crime of your father Da Kang stealing from the food warehouse..."

  "An Ze, when did you become so nagging?" Lu Qi sneered: "Maybe, the one who will be kowtowing and apologizing today won't be me, but you!"

  "Haha......" An Ze was furious and laughed: "Tiger Head, your ignorance has shown me a huge joke..."

  The laughter stopped abruptly, and An Ze's voice became low and menacing, like a wild beast. A bloody aura suddenly burst out from his body: "Everyone get back, don't let the blood splatter onto your faces!"

  The slaves swarmed and retreated in a flurry, those who had witnessed An Ze killing people and striking down fierce beasts retreated even faster. In the blink of an eye, several hundred flat Dongkou earth slopes were vacated.

  Among Lu Kang and Hui Niang's shocked gazes at An Ze's aura, Lu Qi instead had an expression that was calm as a waveless lake, saying to them: "Father, Mother, you two also back away some, I won't have any problems."

  "Hutou, you'd better be careful!" Lu Kang and Hui Niang looked at Lu Qi with worried eyes, and the two of them retreated under Xi Tu's escort.

  At this moment, An Ze's body suddenly jerked, and he charged forward like a giant bear. Under his massive footsteps, the earth slope trembled slightly.

  "Be careful!" Lu Kang shouted loudly as he retreated, because just as An Ze's massive fist, like a sand pot, was about to smash into Lu Qi, Lu Qi still looked calm and composed.

  "Look at Lu's family this fool, I'm afraid he's been scared silly?" Ze Nv thought with a hint of schadenfreude.