Today, let's drink the celebratory wine together. The foreign races will not rest until they are destroyed. Their bones will still be there, and their blood will shine in the sky!
The bright moon hung high in the sky. The tense atmosphere in the Gu Yuan Tribe, which had gone through a series of battles, was gradually disappearing. At this moment, it was the joy of surviving a calamity. After going through a series of battles, the warriors' blood had dried up, and the dead had exchanged their blood for peace.
There were no more questions. On this day, the entire Gu Yuan Tribe celebrated. Vats of fine wine that they had been reluctant to take out in the past were dug out from the ground. The fierce beasts that the tribe had reared were put on bonfires. The huge bodies of the beasts were roasted until they were golden yellow. The fat kept dripping down, and a rich aroma spread in all directions.
Countless women ran through the streets of the tribe, holding all kinds of food in their hands. Their faces were filled with smiles. At this moment, the happiest people were the children in the tribe. The Vengeful Spirits had surrounded the city, allowing them to truly witness the cruelty of the Wasteland. It had taken root in their young hearts.
A few of the children kept pestering Xiao Chen, saying that they wanted their elder brother chief to be their master. When they grew up, they would fight against the foreign races like Xiao Chen and protect their people. At this moment, the fear in their hearts gradually disappeared, and they were attracted by the delicious food in front of them.
Being pestered by these mischievous children, the sadness in Xiao Chen's heart vanished. At this moment, it was as if something soft in his heart had been touched. He did not feel tired of their pestering. In fact, he even smacked the mischievous little fellow's buttocks twice.
At last, the group of naughty kids ran away in all directions while yelling and yelling. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention to them, they grabbed two cyan-colored clay jars filled with fine wine and ran away as fast as they could. At last, they were all drunk and fell on the ground, shouting that they wanted to kill non-humankind beings.
The women who came to ask about the news picked them up and gave them a good beating. However, the result was very surprising. This group of drunk little fellows actually didn't recognize even their own relatives. They narrowed their small eyes and started to act like drunkards on the ground, wanting to walk out of the tribe to fight against the Outsiders. This caused everyone to burst into laughter.
At this moment, Xiao Chen, Lie Shan, and the other two, the various chiliarchs of the Gu Yuan Tribe, and the three rangers who participated in the defense of the Gu Yuan Tribe's city were sitting in a circle. The blazing bonfire in the middle made everyone's faces flush red. On top of the bonfire was a huge beast. The golden beast oil kept dripping into the bonfire. Beside them, there were young girls of the Gu Yuan Tribe running back and forth, dividing the huge beast meat into pieces and sending them to everyone's side.
"Ha!"
Xiao Chen grabbed the huge stone jar in his hand and gestured to everyone around him.
"This time, the Gu Yuan Tribe was able to fight our way out of the Resentful Spirits Rampage of the foreign races thanks to the help of the three of you. Xiao Chen raises a toast to the three rangers. The human race has survived hundreds of battles, and the chivalry has been passed down from generation to generation. Cheers!"
As the sweet wine poured down his throat, it continuously stimulated his body's sense of touch.
"Chief Xiao, you're flattering the three of us. Our meager strength is worth a small amount of effort. Chief Xiao is a hero, and we should raise a toast to Chief Xiao!"
When the Resentful Spirits broke out, these three rangers had entered the vast wasteland and encircled the Resentful Spirits before arriving at the Gu Yuan Tribe. They had been hired by the Gu Yuan Tribe with a large sum of money to guard the city. This was also a common practice in the wasteland. Rangers had no fixed residence and no one to rely on. Every day, they would be hired by some tribes to hunt in the wasteland for a fee. These three people were one of them.
At this moment, when these three wanderers saw that Xiao Chen had returned and instantly killed several resentful spirits of different races that they had been fighting bitterly against, they didn't dare to be arrogant anymore. After all, in this wasteland, strength was king. No matter where the strong went, they would be respected by everyone. Moreover, after they heard Xiao Chen's introduction, they knew that one of the three wanderers that came with Xiao Chen was a powerful wanderer that had inherited a battle name. Therefore, they became even more restrained.
"Chief Xiao, it's said that your Gu Yuan Tribe has only been around for 800 years, but your current strength can be said to be quite strong!"
The affairs of the world were unpredictable. Who could have expected that a Blood Refinement cultivator of the Gu Yuan Tribe would go missing a year ago? The entire tribe would be suppressed by the surrounding tribes, to the point that some small tribes were even exterminated. All the more, no one would have expected the Gu Yuan Tribe to produce a cultivator with such heaven-defying combat prowess with such meager resources. In this world, there would always be miracles that defied common sense and could not be casually guessed at!
"Big Brother Yuan Yu, you flatter me. The Gu Yuan Tribe's current strength is only because of the blessing of our ancestors and the unity of our people!"
At this moment, the estrangement between Yuan Yu and Xiao Chen had dissipated. It could be said that they had become friends after a fight. Yuan Yu was a real man who hated evil and had a fiery temper. At this moment, Xiao Chen had already won his respect.
"I heard that Big Brother Yuan Yu is good with bows and that your archery skills have already reached the Meteor Shooting Realm. Your arrows are like meteors that tear through the sky and shake the heavens. That is the true meaning of never missing an arrow. My Gu Yuan Tribe has only been established for a short period of time, and we lack good archers in the tribe. If you have the time, why don't you teach some of my children? I don't expect them to never miss an arrow, I just hope that they can return alive in the wasteland!"
"Alright, the children of the Human Race must be able to draw a hard bow, pick up a steel blade, and chop off the heads of the foreign races. Only then can we be called good men. However, your Gu Yuan Tribe must control my good wine!"
Upon hearing this, Yuan Yu didn't put on any pretense and immediately agreed. After all, they didn't know where the foreign races were hiding, and they still needed to discuss when they would enter the wasteland again.
The Meteor Archery Realm was the third realm of the seven archery realms. In Giant Rock Valley, there were only a handful of martial artists who had reached this realm in archery.
The Sky Piercing, Sound Splitting, Meteor, Lightning, Thunderbolt, Soul Lock, and Annihilation were the seven realms of archery. In the Gu Yuan Tribe, if a Warrior wanted to enter the Desolate Ancient Forest alone to hunt for blood, his archery skills had to reach the Sky Piercing Realm. Within a range of 300 feet, his arrows would shake the space and never miss an arrow.
As for the realms after the Sky Piercing Realm, it required inheritance and each person's comprehension and luck. It just so happened that there was no true archery inheritance in the Gu Yuan Tribe. Therefore, at this moment, Xiao Chen had no choice but to put aside his pride and ask Yuan Yu to guide the children of the tribe in archery.
Everyone toasted each other, and the slightly murky wine was dug out from the ground one after another, turning into empty pots that were casually thrown on the ground. At this moment, Xiao Chen's face was slightly red, and he seemed to be a little drunk. Mu Qing, who was beside him, couldn't help but look at him, causing Lin Cai 'er to giggle.
It wasn't just Xiao Chen. At this moment, everyone sitting around the bonfire seemed to be drunk, and their eyes were a little blurred. At some point, an ancient war song sounded, and everyone couldn't help but respond softly.
"The Human Race of the Desolate Ancient Forest, cultivating spears and spears, hot-blooded without rest. How can we say that we have no clothes, we share the same robe as our children …"
"The Human Race of the Desolate Ancient Forest, cultivating spears and spears, hot-blooded without rest. How can we say that we have no clothes, we share the same robe as our children …"