Chapter 75

Outside the city, the beast horde did not disperse, and fierce birds soared through the sky, lingering here without retreating due to the death of some of their kind.

In the city, on the earthen hill, the sacrificial plant stood about fifteen feet tall, its body pitch black and green. Three flowers as large as millstones bloomed like peonies, radiating a rosy glow, extremely splendid, and emitting a fragrant aroma.

The more the sacrificial plant remained passive, the more uneasy the beast horde outside the city became. They were very afraid of this plant that had been rooted here for many years. Although they did not retreat, they dared not attack for the moment.

Suddenly, a long cry echoed, like thunder, shaking the leaves in the dense forest to fall rustling. A massive black shadow appeared in the sky, a fierce bird about fifty to sixty meters long, its body shimmering with a dark light, exuding a powerful aura. Its silver eyes, sharp like lightning, emitted runes, and a oppressive aura spread across the sky.

"Ah, the leader of the beast horde has appeared, it's a fierce bird, what a terrifying aura!" people were startled.

This wave of beasts was led by this powerful fierce bird. It let out a roar, and all the fierce beasts on the ground immediately began to charge, intimidated by its might, none dared to disobey.

"Clang!"

In the city, on the earthen hill, the sacrificial plant once again emitted a red glow. The red flower bloomed, and a red lightning bolt shot up, slicing through the air, incredibly sharp.

"Thud," "Thud"...

The few fierce beasts at the forefront immediately fell, struck by the red flying sword, their foreheads split open, blood gushing out, causing fear and chaos.

Clearly a plant, but it could summon such a domineering red sword. This sword-shaped stamen could be called a world-shocking weapon, invincible, and all the fierce beasts and strange birds slowed their attacks.

With such a sacrificial plant as the guardian, it could withstand a thousand troops and ten thousand horses. An ordinary beast wave could hardly shake the foundation of Chongyun City, making it impregnable.

In the sky, the fifty to sixty-meter-long fierce bird cried out, its body shimmering with a dark light, emitting mysterious waves. It opened its mouth, and a large area of fire fell, attacking the plant. It took action personally, otherwise the beast wave would have collapsed.

The red sword flew back, and the pitch-black plant trembled, its body glowing, a green mist rising, rushing into the sky, blocking the large area of fire, making a "sizzling" sound, and the fire quickly diminished.

In the sky, the black fierce bird's silver eyes shone brightly, emitting beams of light like huge silver arrows, clanging as they shot forward, each about ten meters long.

"Pop," "Pop"...

In the city, the plant's pitch-black leaves trembled, and the three millstone-sized flowers bloomed simultaneously, emitting red, white, and purple light, the light mist rolling, the auspicious glow splendid, emitting a shocking aura.

Red light flickered, the sword cry deafening, the red sword shot up first, flying into the sky, drawing a red glow like a sunset. Then a white light flashed, and a white jade sword shot into the sky. After that, purple mist rose, and a purple sword let out a long cry.

The three flying swords shot up from the ground, like comets across the sky, trailing long tails, illuminating the entire sky, their light astonishing, connecting heaven and earth!

In the sky, the fierce bird circled, like a dark cloud, its fierce aura intimidating, silver eyes emitting silver beams, which were successively cut off.

The three swords clanged deafeningly, their sword cries shaking the sky, runes spreading, and finally dispersing the remaining fire, slicing close to the fierce bird.

The fierce bird flapped its wings, fighting hard, and there burst out brilliant runes, engaging in intense combat.

With a series of clanging sounds, finally, "Thud," the massive fierce bird was split open, blood raining down from the sky, its head severed, falling to the ground.

The beast wave immediately collapsed, the leader killed, they scattered and fled, rushing towards the distant mountains.

"Kill!"

The city gates opened wide, a group of powerful figures rushed out, chasing after them, arrows shot into the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, then falling among the fierce beasts and birds, blood splattering, leaving behind numerous corpses.

In the distance, Little Bao watched the battle, his heart not calm. The sacrificial plants were truly bizarre, with all kinds of species, without exception, extremely powerful.

A plant with three millstone-sized flowers could actually nurture stamen swords, truly astonishing.

This battle had a significant impact on him. Little Shihao muttered, "Runes can be used like this, nurturing a weapon in the body to attack, invincible."

He was pondering whether to emulate this and condense a weapon with runes.

In the city, the slightly plump middle-aged man, after witnessing the battle, muttered to himself, "This sacrificial plant is truly remarkable, actually growing several flying swords, its future achievements are boundless."

The three swords were rare treasures, priceless, making him covetous, but he also knew that even if the Yu clan was powerful, some things could not be touched.

"Hmm, by the way, is there any news from that dilapidated manor?" The middle-aged man, regaining his composure, asked a steward beside him.

"No, that couple hasn't returned since they left," the steward replied. He was in his forties, having stayed in the western border for a long time, usually quite imposing, but now he bowed and scraped, just as he always did.

"Shi Ziling is a terrifying person, the clan is very worried and does not want him to reappear. Be vigilant, report any news immediately," the middle-aged man's face showed a fierce expression.

"Yes, at the slightest sign of trouble, I will report immediately," the steward replied loyally. He had stayed in this wilderness long enough and was eager to return to the capital by earning merit.

"By the way, is that child still alive?" The middle-aged man, pale-faced and slightly plump, asked casually.

The steward hurriedly replied, "His body is very weak, he won't live much longer."

The middle-aged man grunted, not commenting.

The steward's face turned pale, adding, "Those old monsters have all passed away, and the last one won't last much longer. That little wretch won't live much longer either."

"Don't act rashly. No matter how dilapidated that place is, it has special significance. If something happens... well!" the middle-aged man warned.

"Sir, rest assured. That child might accidentally fall into a well, off a mountain, or be attacked by a fierce bird, all accidents, leaving no trace or flaw," the steward said.

"Less cleverness!" the middle-aged man glared at him fiercely.

"Yes!" the steward hurriedly bowed, not daring to argue.

When the middle-aged man left to rest, the steward immediately straightened up, sat in a chair, and put on a stern face, exuding a strong aura, and said, "Someone!"

Outside Chongyun City, merchants who had gone to the primitive tribes to buy animal skins and medicinal herbs appeared from the dense forest, returning one after another, heading towards the city gates.

Little Bao watched from a distance for a while, then rode the unicorn and quickly left. He did not enter the city, fearing any unexpected incidents, as there were people checking at the city gates.

The unicorn moved at high speed, and he planned to bypass this area and head to the second ancestral land of the Shi clan.

The terrain was rugged and dangerous, and this detour added over a thousand miles. First, there were cliffs blocking the way, then vast swamps.

However, having traveled three hundred thousand miles, he did not mind the extra thousand miles. He eventually entered the territory of the Stone Kingdom and headed for the dilapidated ancestral land.

At noon, he finally reached his destination. The sun was high, and the sunlight was strong, but the dilapidated manor looked gloomy, with many buildings on the verge of collapse.

Little Bao did not approach immediately. From a distance, he released the unicorn, letting it run into the forest, and only brought the fur ball to observe carefully. He had to be cautious, as the Shi clan was vast, and if someone was waiting for him, it would be extremely dangerous, with no chance of survival.

For several days, Little Shihao did not act rashly, moving around the area and gathering a lot of information.

There were four villages and one town nearby, which was quite unusual in the sparsely populated western border. Usually, one had to cross many mountains to find a village.

These villages were initially established to support the dilapidated ancestral land, eventually forming such a gathering place.

This was a place of exile, but ordinary people could not enter. Only those with high status in the Shi clan who had committed serious offenses would be sent here.

"Alas, it's getting more and more desolate. The old monsters have all passed away. What will happen to that poor child? It's a sin," an old man driving a beast cart left the dilapidated manor, having brought fruits, game, and other food.

Although there were some servants in the manor, the place still felt very desolate, like an abandoned land, bleak and lonely.

"Grandpa Hai, next time, please bring Dahuai, let it play with me," a thin child sat on the stone steps in the dilapidated manor, waving his hand forcefully, coughing, his face pale.

"Sure, once Dahuai gives birth to the tiger cubs, I'll bring them over to play with you," the old man driving the beast cart shook his head, muttering, "What a pitiful child, no family, no playmates, guarding this old manor like a cemetery, his childhood is so dark."

After the old man drove the beast cart far away, the child reluctantly stood up, his leg limping, leaning against the wall, slowly moving into the manor.

In the distance, Little Bao stood in the forest, watching all this, almost in tears, muttering, "Is that another me? He is lonely and unhappy here, his body so weak, his leg limping. Was he hurt by someone?"

Little Bao touched the rune plate in his chest, which was neither gold nor stone, and said softly, "I will send you to the Butei Pavilion, no matter how far, I will go with you."

"Little Master, the last old ancestor is about to pass away, he won't last many days. Your life will be very hard from now on," a servant at the gate said, sitting casually, showing no respect, with a mocking tone.

"You're lying, Grandpa won't die!" The pale-faced child, tears in his big eyes, shouted, coughing.

"Let's wait and see," the servant said indifferently.

Another servant said, "I heard that Little Master is not Shi Ziling's child, but actually the blood relative of the old monster who is about to pass away, just a substitute."

"It's possible. If he were really Shi Ziling's child, he would have even more misfortunes," the casually seated servant nodded, never standing up in front of Little Master, lacking respect.

In the forest, Little Bao saw everything, clenching his fists. What he learned in the past few days was similar. In this dilapidated manor, like a prison, some servants had been bought off from the outside, betraying their masters, and after the old ancestors passed away, they became more brazen.

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