Chapter 66

"Primal True Interpretation?" Xiaobudian was astonished. This name sounded extraordinary. It had once been enveloped in a sphere of light, falling into the Stone Village with the Willow Deity. Its origin must be earth-shaking.

The fist-sized furry ball chirped incessantly, scratching its ears and rubbing its cheeks, pouncing onto Xiaobudian's hand. It hugged the white bone fragment like a golden koala, refusing to let go. It seemed to be saying, "This is mine, no one can take it from me!"

"Please, Deity Willow, guide us. How should one cultivate the Primal True Interpretation?" The clan leader asked on behalf of Xiaobudian, as it concerned his future.

"To comprehend the Primal True Interpretation, one must lay the most solid foundation. In one's youth, in the Blood Moving Realm, one must be like the young of a Heaven Tier ancient fierce beast, capable of lifting ten thousand pounds of divine iron with one's physical strength, and must temper one's spirit to be harder than iron. Only then will it do!" The willow tree spoke, uttering words that made the old clan leader's heart tremble.

This was too difficult. How could a child achieve this? Even adult experts couldn't do it without using the secret power of bone scripts. How many people had such formidable physical strength?

"I will try my best to achieve this in the shortest time possible," Xiaobudian nodded seriously, his eyes filled with determination.

From that day on, Shihao began his arduous cultivation, occasionally receiving guidance from the willow tree. He diligently refined his physical body, strengthening his muscles and bones.

"Rumble!"

The earth trembled, and dust filled the air.

"My goodness, what is Xiaobudian doing? Lifting a dragon-horned elephant and running out of the mountain?!"

In the early morning, a group of children stared in shock. If they weren't paying attention, they might have thought a huge beast was charging towards the Stone Village. Upon closer inspection, the creature was airborne, struggling.

Below the dragon-horned elephant, a small figure carried its massive body, making its four legs point skyward as it ran towards the Stone Village. Each step caused the ground to shake violently.

The dragon-horned elephant was enormous, each one weighing several ten thousand pounds, covered in scales, with a pair of huge dragon horns, and extremely fierce.

However, Xiaobudian had subdued one, carrying it and running swiftly. The beautiful lake's edge was filled with startled rare birds and beasts, their heads raised, looking on in disbelief.

The children were practicing by the clear blue lake, but they all stopped, shocked and excited. This was astonishing. It wasn't just dragging a kill back, but capturing a live dragon-horned elephant weighing several ten thousand pounds and carrying it back. It was truly speechless.

With a "thud," Xiaobudian threw the dragon-horned elephant at the village entrance. A group of adult men rushed over and immediately dealt with the massive prey.

"Chirp!" The furry ball jumped from Xiaobudian's shoulder to the elephant's head, chirping incessantly, as if declaring that this prey belonged to it.

"Xiaobudian, your strength is terrifying!" A group of children gathered around, chattering excitedly, their excitement and admiration evident.

"Practice hard, and you can do it too," Xiaobudian scratched his head, slightly out of breath from carrying such a heavy prey, his face flushed like a big apple.

"Kid, well done! You're now our village's top hunter, hahaha..." The adults all laughed, patting his shoulder.

The next day, the earth shook again as Xiaobudian ran back, carrying another massive dragon-horned elephant, its weight causing the ground to tremble.

With a loud "thud," he threw it at the village entrance, causing a commotion. The children practicing by the lake were startled and came to watch, and the adults also sprang into action.

On the third day, fourth day...

Half a month later, when Xiaobudian carried another dragon-horned elephant back, the children no longer paid attention, and the adults remained calm, each busy with their own tasks. Only the two uncles responsible for processing the prey quickly stepped forward to handle it.

People had gotten used to it. For half a month, it had been the same, from initial shock to numbness, quickly adapting.

"Xiaobudian, there's too much meat, we can't finish it. Eating dragon-horned elephant meat every day is getting boring," a child complained.

The two "calm uncles" also looked up, speaking succinctly, "Indeed."

"Chirp..."

The furry ball protested. Only it didn't get tired of it. In the past half month, it had eaten half a dragon-horned elephant every day, its appetite almost scaring people to death. Despite being only fist-sized, its appetite was like a bottomless pit, capable of devouring a mountain of roasted meat.

"No problem, the excess will go to the furry ball. Starting tomorrow, I'll switch to a different fierce beast. Capturing dragon-horned elephants all the time isn't good; we might run out," Xiaobudian scratched his head, embarrassed.

In the following two months, Xiaobudian captured a different giant beast every day, each weighing several ten thousand pounds, incredibly massive.

During this time, the clan leader personally prepared a special meat broth for him every day, such as dragon sinew snakes, to strengthen his muscles and bones, nourish his physical body, and supplement it with various old medicines. His strength grew rapidly.

The Stone Village was by a lake, where the clear blue water was home to many dragon whisker fish, rare creatures that enhanced strength. The villagers almost went to the lake every day to catch several large, spiritually aware fish, each weighing dozens of pounds, with golden scales and crystal-clear dragon whiskers. Their essence blood was so precious that even large tribes considered it a luxury.

These naturally ended up in the children's bellies, their strength growing rapidly.

Especially Xiaobudian, whose physique was extraordinary. The villagers prepared special meals for him, and his strength grew explosively. All the ancient recipes recorded in the village were used by him.

It must be known that these ancient recipes were not ordinary. In the past, they were unaware, but now the villagers understood that their ancestors were extremely glorious in ancient times, having produced deities. These ancient recipes were the result of long-term accumulation and could not be considered ordinary.

Fortunately, the Willow Deity found them a treasure land, solving the problem of food scarcity and allowing them to find various spiritually aware creatures. The ingredients recorded in the ancient recipes could almost all be found, and the meat broth and medicinal powders prepared from them had miraculous effects.

Three months later, Xiaobudian could lift a fifty-thousand-pound object, using only his physical strength, without relying on bone scripts. His divine strength was shocking, especially since he was only a little over six years old.

"Seventy miles away, there is a cluster of chaotic stone waterfalls. You can go there to cultivate. Additionally, I have an ancient recipe, a formula used by Heaven Tier ancient fierce beasts to lay the foundation for their young," the willow tree transmitted its voice, informing Xiaobudian of an ancient recipe.

Shihao was immediately stunned. The ingredients required for the ancient fierce beast's formula were astonishing. Even a super-tribe with tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of people might not be able to provide them.

Not to mention the rarest medicinal herbs, even the essence blood and precious bones of ancient remnants were hard to obtain. To treat them as daily necessities was beyond the village's capabilities. These things were too shocking and astonishing.

Why were ancient fierce beasts so powerful? Even in their youth, they were so extraordinary, far surpassing the ordinary, almost mythical. This was inseparable from these things!

"Willow Deity, we can't find these things," Xiaobudian whispered, lowering his head.

"No problem. You can use ordinary things to replace the main ingredients," the willow tree transmitted its voice.

"Then the main ingredients..." Xiaobudian opened his eyes wide, understanding the willow tree's meaning.

"You're raising this Zhu Yan. It can't keep eating and drinking for free. Have it contribute a drop of blood every other day, to be used as the main ingredient," the willow tree said.

"Ao..." The fist-sized golden Zhu Yan's fur stood on end, and instead of chirping, it let out a howl, its eyes wide with anger, staring at the willow tree.

"Furry ball, I'll take you to the ancient divine mountains to eat precious medicines in the future, but now you need to help me..." Xiaobudian grabbed it and shook it forcefully.

"Chirp..." The golden furry ball cried out, extremely unwilling.

Dozens of miles away, stone mountains stood side by side, with violent waterfalls hanging down. Perhaps these were not waterfalls but mountain floods, the rumbling sound almost deafening.

Three large rivers converged, rushing through the chaotic stone mountains, forming a vast cliff below. The water was fierce, as if falling from the sky, and the chaotic stones continuously rolled down.

Coming here, let alone climbing against the current, even approaching was nerve-wracking. The vast mountain floods were terrifying, and the boulders that fell with them, some weighing thousands or even ten thousand pounds, would be incredibly powerful when they fell from a great height. The force was heart-stopping.

This was Xiaobudian's new cultivation place. He had to climb the cliff against the mountain floods and the impact of the falling boulders, which was clearly very dangerous.

"Boom!"

He was just entering the waterfall when he was knocked out by the white waves. The waterfall fell from hundreds or even thousands of meters high, with immense force.

Xiaobudian was not discouraged. He stood up, his hands like iron clamps, grabbing the rocks, holding his breath, and climbing upward, step by step, extremely difficult.

The white waves engulfed him, and a white water spot could be seen on the cliff face, as the water was too fierce and too large, beyond the strength of ordinary people to resist.

"Thud!"

A boulder weighing thousands of pounds fell, heading towards Xiaobudian. The speed and ferocity made one's heart tremble.

Even though he was engulfed by the white waves, he sensed it and quickly dodged to the side. Although he avoided the falling boulder, he stumbled and fell with the water's force.

This was just the beginning. The ultimate cultivation was to climb the cliff against the vast waves and the impact of the falling boulders, which would be a difficult and terrifying journey.

At sunset, Xiaobudian returned to the village, bruised and battered. Even with his strong physical body, he could not remain unscathed against such terrifying chaotic stone waterfalls.

His body was covered in bruises, making one's heart ache. In his past cultivation, he had never been injured, and the villagers opposed him undergoing such dangerous trials.

They had been to the site, and the terrifying scene was more dangerous than charging through a thousand troops. A boulder falling from such a height would have a force of more than ten thousand pounds. If it hit, it would turn one into minced meat!

"It's fine. I will try my best to break the physical limits of Heaven Tier ancient fierce beasts as soon as possible," Xiaobudian blinked his big eyes, his gaze resolute.

Under the ancestral black tripod, the flames burned brightly, and the tripod was boiling. Various old medicines, dragon sinew snakes, golden centipedes, and dragon whisker fish had already dissolved, emitting a special fragrance.

"Only the main ingredient is missing," the old clan leader said, looking at the fist-sized golden Zhu Yan.

The furry ball's fur shone, its eyes rolling, about to escape, but it was caught by the well-prepared Xiaobudian, who softly said, "Furry ball, will you help me?"

The golden furry ball immediately let out a cry, hesitating, and finally covered its eyes with one small paw, biting the pad of the other paw.

Everyone laughed. The furry ball chirped like a chicken being slaughtered, covering its eyes, unwillingly dropping a golden blood drop into the tripod.

With a "boom," the black tripod glowed, the contents boiling, emitting a rumbling sound, and the sound of divine chanting and grand sacrificial music, stunning the villagers, who were left speechless.

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