Chapter 53

"Xiaohong, does it hurt?" After holding back for a long time, Xiaobudian only managed to squeeze out these few words.

The sparrow, all over red, opened its eyes wide and glared at him angrily, showing all its whites, looking very upset.

A red sparrow fell from the sky, stunning a group of children. Could this be the little bird that Xiaobudian had been talking about, the one he had chased out of the village alone?

However, those who truly understood, such as the clan leader and a few very old elders, were paralyzed with fear. Shilinhu and Shifeijiao were so frightened that their hair stood on end, not daring to move, afraid of angering the little red sparrow.

They had once seen from a distance a fiery red bird battling in the vast mountains, burning half the sky, a scene so terrifying that they would never forget it in their lives.

Now, as this red sparrow fell from the sky, it dyed the horizon red, like the sunset had fallen. Without much imagination, it would make one's scalp tingle. This was most likely that supreme being.

"Child, come over." Shiyunfeng whispered, afraid of angering the little red bird, calling Xiaobudian back.

"Grandpa, it's okay. I know Xiaohong is powerful, but I don't feel any killing intent. It has no hostility towards Shicun." Xiaobudian explained, fluttering his big eyes.

The red sparrow lay on the ground, eyes wide open, and spat out a faint ray of dawn light, which landed on a huge rock. With a "pu" sound, a wisp of smoke rose, and the entire rock melted into a pool of lava, scorching and unbearable, burning people's faces.

Everyone was startled. This was just a thin ray of light, not real fire, yet it was already so terrifying. Thinking back to the scene they had seen before, the sky was ablaze for half a month, what kind of divine power was that?!

Everyone was worried for Xiaobudian. Shifeijiao and others cautiously moved forward, wanting to pull him away.

"Xiaohong, don't be angry. Look, even your head is smoking. Be careful, your beautiful red feathers will be a pity if they burn." Xiaobudian said.

A cluster of red feathers on Xiaohong's head shimmered with light, standing on end, clearly very angry. But after a moment, it calmed down and stared at Xiaobudian with a strange look.

"Grandpa, look, Xiaohong is very kind and isn't angry anymore." Xiaobudian smiled happily, sweetly and purely, wanting to pick up the little red bird.

The red sparrow flapped its wings and struggled to stand up. The wound on its chest and abdomen was marked with runes, continuously destroying its vitality.

"Are you here to find the Willow God? When you came before, you landed on its trunk. This time, do you want it to help you heal?" Xiaobudian asked.

"Hum!" Being guessed by a child, the little red sparrow was very dissatisfied, making a crisp sound, and then ignored him, looking up at the willow tree.

The thick, charred willow tree was silent. The dim willow branch, which had been swaying in the wind, now silently drooped, gradually emitting green light.

The red sparrow chirped softly, struggling to take a few steps forward, exposing its wound to the tender green branch, extinguishing the last bit of firelight.

A drop of crystal-clear sap appeared on the branch, like a jade dew, emitting light and a fragrant aroma, refreshing the people of Shicun.

The willow branch drooped, and the tender sprout touched the red sparrow. The clear sap slid down, merging into the terrible wound, instantly making the area glow with firelight, runes flashing continuously. The little red sparrow chirped softly, its body trembling, seemingly in great pain, struggling to endure.

The willow branch swayed, and several more drops of sap appeared, rolling on the tender sprout, each crystal-clear and radiant, like divine pearls, emitting a fragrant aroma.

When these drops of sap fell, the runes gradually disappeared, and the wound through the chest and abdomen completely closed. The little red sparrow's pain seemed to lessen significantly.

Then, the green light-dotted sprout drooped to its head, and the clear sap flowed down, slowly making the claw marks on its head disappear. Thus, its severe injuries were completely healed.

A burst of firelight flashed, and the little red sparrow was covered in red light, shining brilliantly, dazzling to the eye, emitting divine light, looking bright and dazzling, completely different from before.

The villagers were shocked. A sparrow the size of a palm emitted overwhelming divine power, like facing an ancient deity. Everyone almost collapsed, but fortunately, the willow tree emitted a glow, neutralizing this divine power.

As for the area a bit further away, like by the lake, the colorful birds and unicorns all bowed in reverence, continuously worshiping.

The little red sparrow was very pleased, chirping happily, gathering its divine power, and hopping around, speaking in a clear human voice to the willow tree, "I owe you a great favor."

The charred willow tree made no sound, and the tender green branch swayed, pointing to all the villagers.

The little red sparrow was radiant, its feathers crystal-clear and bright, full of vitality, and its energy restored.

"Clang," a red feather fell from its body, emitting light like lightning, very mysterious, and with a "chi" sound, it embedded itself in a rock.

"Keep it well. If anyone causes trouble, show it to them!" Its voice was very pleasant, clear and melodious, like pearls falling on a plate, clearly giving a token.

However, after the red feather embedded itself in the rock, the rock immediately melted into a pool of lava, the red light flowing, the liquid boiling, and the area rapidly expanding.

Everyone stepped back; the temperature was too high.

The little red sparrow was stunned, looked at everyone, and then opened its mouth, the red feather glowing intensely, emitting divine light, which flew into its mouth.

It absorbed the divine essence, leaving only a bright red feather, then nodded to the willow tree and flew into the sky.

"Xiaohong, come play often!" Xiaobudian stood at the village entrance, waving his hand vigorously in the air.

The red sparrow stumbled in mid-air, almost falling, turned its head, glared at him fiercely, and then, with a burst of light, flew away without looking back.

"Keep this feather well!" The clan leader, Shiyunfeng, said solemnly. A small red feather was of great importance, and no one would treat it as an ordinary feather.

After a long time, the area calmed down, and the villagers began to familiarize themselves with this new environment.

A group of children shouted and ran on the beautiful lakeshore, covered in green grass, discussing how to catch dragon whisker fish to strengthen their bodies. They were increasingly eager for strength.

The small phoenix, with its bright wings, two meters long, swam leisurely in the lake, not afraid of the children. As for the dozens of unicorns, they were indifferent to the children, except for a slight wariness towards adult men.

After calming down, Xiaobudian sat alone by the lake, hugging his knees, staring at the blue water, not moving for a long time.

"What is the child thinking about?" Shiyunfeng walked over and sat on the green grass by the lake.

"Grandpa, you should tell me now." Xiaoshihao turned his head, his eyes bright.

"Alright, I will tell you everything I know." The clan leader nodded. Xiaoshihao was wise and should not be treated like an ignorant child.

A gentle breeze blew, the air fresh, carrying the scent of earth and the fragrance of grass and trees. Golden fish occasionally leaped out of the lake, making the scene peaceful and serene.

"Our Shicun has a great and astonishing origin, but even we have almost forgotten it, only a few words passed down from our ancestors." Shiyunfeng whispered.

The Shi clan had a long history, according to the late elders, traceable back to ancient times. However, over the long years, everything had faded, and even the villagers themselves no longer believed the rumors.

"So long ago." Xiaoshihao was surprised.

The clan leader sighed lightly, "Many things we have forgotten ourselves, and the lineage has long been broken. It wasn't until a young couple came here and mentioned these things that we realized the old elders might have been right."

Xiaoshihao opened his eyes wide. He knew they might be his parents.

"What did they look like?" The villagers were good to him, but everyone else had parents, and he was a little orphan. Although he was cheerful and optimistic, deep down, he had a soft spot, longing for his parents.

"The woman was very beautiful. The man was also handsome, but he looked a bit sickly." The clan leader said honestly.

Xiaobudian clenched his fists, his eyes shining, feeling both happy and hopeful, and looked up, saying, "Grandpa, tell me quickly."

"They came from an ancient kingdom and said Shicun was the ancestral land of their clan. Although they were extremely glorious, they had long lost their way back."

That clan was so powerful it was unimaginable, but due to the ancestral rules, they could not return to the ancestral land at will to avoid leading their enemies there. Thus, over the long years, they had lost their way back.

This was done to preserve a lineage, to keep the bloodline unbroken. If the glorious clan was destroyed outside, this place could still continue, always a pure land.

The lineage left behind was once very powerful, but due to various reasons, Shicun gradually declined and had long lost its cultivation methods.

"The young couple found the way back to the ancestral land by chance and came here."

The couple was very powerful, crossing the vast wilderness and traversing endless territories, finally reaching this place. However, they were disappointed. Shicun was not as strong as they had imagined, having lost its ancient glory.

"At that time, you were in their arms, looking very weak, only a few months old, but they said you were already one year old."

Xiaobudian opened his eyes wide, listening attentively. At this moment, a group of children ran over, sitting quietly on the ground, listening curiously.

"Your health was very poor, and you had severely regressed. They said they would raise you as if you were a few months old. If you couldn't survive, they wouldn't blame us." The clan leader sighed, touching Xiaobudian's head. Even he hadn't expected that such a weak child could survive and be a prodigy!

Xiaobudian was dazed, a vague mist appearing in his mind. A child so young shouldn't remember the scene from when he was one year old, but his subconscious was so deeply imprinted that it left a mark.

"They... my relatives, made it possible for the little brother, I..."

In a daze, Xiaobudian seemed to see something and couldn't help but shed tears, which rolled down his cheeks.

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