A mob of clones

"Crack~"

A heavy slap hit Jiaochuan's face.

His chaotic consciousness gradually became clear.

For some reason he seemed to have a dream today, an extremely absurd and weird dream.

In his dream, he discovered that a small tribe with a total population of only 10,000 or 20,000 people actually had a legacy of primitive magic.

Go grab it yourself.

As a result, he was defeated by a boy who was only six or seven years old.

Even his brother Jiao was burned to ashes after one of the opponent's attacks failed.

His limbs were torn off, and he became a complete cripple.

But how could this be possible? It was just a small tribe...

But the next moment...

"Crack~"

Another slap suddenly came down, and this slap dispelled all the confusion in Jiaochuan's mind.

It made him sober up in an instant.

Only then did he realize that everything was not a dream, but a reality that could not be more real...

Unable to believe all this, he raised his head and looked up at the sky.

The only response he got was a stronger and more powerful slap.

"Just answer whatever I ask you, understand?"

Another slap in the face made him wake up again. He raised his head and looked forward. He grabbed his collar and lifted himself up like a chicken. He was about six or seven years old.

He looked down at his disabled body and recalled his past glory. His whole face instantly became hideous and terrifying.

Seeing this appearance, the surrounding villagers immediately became alert.

One by one they raised their weapons, ready to extinguish the last spark of resistance he might have.

Then everyone saw the man who had lost his limbs in front of them, getting furious and looking viciously at the perfect martial arts in front of them.

Say something harsh!

"Just ask!"

"As long as you can save my life!"

"Whatever you want to know, I can answer it!!!"

Seeing this instant contrast, the villagers who were originally prepared to take action almost fell flat on their faces.

They looked at each other, bewildered, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.

"Ah, this..."

"You are so stubborn..."

The middle-aged man in Luofu Lake sneered in his heart.

What do a bunch of wild and uncouth people know? He just follows his heart.

Living is everything.

No matter whether it is power, honor, status or anything else, only being alive has real meaning.

If he can survive like this, what will happen if he is thrown into a group of sows in estrus?

Perfect Wuhe also learned a series of secret abilities when he was in the foggy space.

Naturally, he also has the ability of a mind reader.

Feeling what the middle-aged man in front of him was thinking, he couldn't help but be shocked.

This person's will to survive is comparable to Fang Yuan's will to seek the truth next door.

Although the talent is a little bit worse, if the two can be exchanged, the future achievements will surely not be low...

……

Although Wanmei Wuhe sighed, he didn't care too much about it.

Soon he started his own topic.

The first question was asked in front of all the villagers present.

"How powerful is Luofu Daze?"

“Nearly 100 million people.”

"The clan leader is Mingwen Jing, a marquis who was awarded by the Stone Kingdom."

"The sacrificial spirits in the clan are also strong in the Inscription Mirror. As for the other transformed spirits and cave heavens, they have moved countless blood."

While Jiaochuan was answering, Wanmei Wuhe had been observing the expressions of his tribesmen behind him.

He could clearly see that their faces were becoming increasingly ugly.

My mentality seemed to be slightly shaken.

Wan Mei Wu He found that things had almost achieved the results he expected, so he continued to ask questions.

For example, how many troops can be dispatched from Luofu Lake at one time?
What wars have destroyed tribes?
Jiaochuan answered them one by one.

For the sake of his own life, he naturally chose to give the more exaggerated answer possible.

Wan Mei Wuhe could also feel the true and false parts of it, but he did not expose it.

Only the tribesmen behind Perfect Wuhe looked increasingly ugly...

When all the questions were asked, Jiaochuan showed an earnest smile on his face.

"I have told you everything you want to know."

"Can you give us a way out?"

"I swear in the name of Luofu Lake that as long as we can leave alive, we will never cause trouble for your tribe."

Looking at Jiaochuan, whose face was full of sincerity but all kinds of resentful thoughts in his heart were popping up like soap bubbles, a faint smile appeared on my face.

then……

Wanmei Wuhe wiped the blood and brain matter off his hands, turned around, and asked the other tribesmen behind him:
"Does anyone have any ideas?"

Everyone present was silent and didn't know what to say.

The power of Luofu Lake is simply too powerful, and their tribe is totally unable to resist it.

They are not stupid. Real fools cannot survive in the wilderness.

They knew that if those guys who had rushed into their tribe today and wanted to kill their sacrificial spirits and seize their magic skills returned alive, they would definitely bring a large army to invade in the future.

It was because they knew this that no one stepped forward to stop Wan Mei Wu He when he took action just now.

But this doesn't mean they can be at peace after killing someone.

Judging from the way these large tribes behave, important geniuses and strong men have died in this area. It is not impossible that they will directly wipe out the tribes and beasts in an entire area in a rage.

They have the strength...

Thinking of this, all the villagers couldn't help but look at their village chief.

Perfect Wuhe, who seems to be the strongest person in the village now, had already expressed his opinion at the very beginning.

Next, it depends on how the village chief, who was once the strongest person in the village, makes a decision.

In response to this, the village chief frowned hard, remained silent for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh.

"Of course we can move it, but what about Master Jiling?"

The lake where they are is the home of their worship spirits.

They got into trouble and ran away, what would happen to the sacrificial spirits that had protected them for so long?
They can't be the treacherous ones.

After the patriarch said this, everyone present fell silent again. This was indeed a problem for them.

But then...

"I'd like to leave with you."

"When are we leaving?"

Suddenly a voice sounded, startling everyone.

Everyone in the village turned their heads and looked around, but they couldn't find the source of the sound for a long time and couldn't help but look confused.

Only the village chief turned his head with a depressed look on his face and looked towards the lake, and saw the big head sticking out of the lake.

That was undoubtedly the sacrificial spirit in their village.

Looking at his own spirit with bright eyes and an impatient look on his face, as if it was looking forward to moving more than them, he couldn't help but doubt his life.

He remembered that when he accepted the position of village chief, his parents seemed to have said that the reason they were able to win the sacrificial spirit was because they helped the other party in the fight for the territory here.

According to common sense, you shouldn't be so positive.

Why does it seem like he's more impatient than me?
Just when the clan leader was doubting his life, a voice suddenly sounded beside him and responded for him.

"Pack your things now, and we'll leave right away!"

Hearing this voice, the clan leader subconsciously turned his head and saw Wanmei Wuhe speaking beside him.

He heard the voice of his own spirit master again.

"it is good!"

Uncle clan leader: "..."

Looking at the six or seven-year-old boy in front of him, the clan leader felt a sense of unreality.

"who am I?"

"where am I?"

"Is this still the wilderness I'm familiar with?"

The clan leader felt dizzy and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Is this still the perfect Wuhe he knows?

It's a bit too outrageous that there is no big change in just a few days.

But what’s even more outrageous is yet to come.

After Wan Mei Wu He and Jie Ling Xuan Yuan Gui finished discussing their next plans, they smiled and turned their heads away.

"Oh, by the way, Uncle Patriarch, I almost forgot."

"I'm returning the cave I borrowed from you."

Then the clan leader saw a huge cave suddenly appear above Wanmei Wuhe's head. The cave was as big as a millstone, like the ancient beast Taotie, madly devouring the essence between heaven and earth, and then madly spewing out terrifying divine light.

The surging divine power poured down from it like a waterfall, filling the surrounding large area with nearly infinite power.

The clan leader: “Ah, this!”

“Is this my cave?”

At this moment, he was not only surprised, but also doubted his life.

If he remembered correctly, his cave should be about the size of a human head.

Is this millstone-sized cave really his?

It's not that this kid Wanmei Wuhe broke through the Cave Heaven Realm by himself and then came to make fun of this old guy.

But the next moment, he no longer had any doubts.

Because at this moment, this incredible power was poured into him...

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He turned his head and looked behind him, seeing two caves, one big and one small.

He didn't feel anything when the perfect martial arts combination was right in front of him before, but now when he compared the two caves together, the gap between them made him twitch his mouth sharply.

What the hell is this...

And the changes in the cave are not just in size.

After returning on the same day, the home uncle felt a powerful force suddenly pouring into his body, and he felt as if he was immersed in a hot spring.

The gentle force quickly absorbed the power between heaven and earth, transforming his body and making him even stronger.

Then the big hole behind his head split into three under his gaze.

And a vague spirituality permeates from it.

He subconsciously mobilized his strength and instantly a terrifying aura burst out. The energy contained in it was more than ten times stronger than what he had ten minutes ago.

Feeling the changes in himself, his mouth opened into an O shape.

Although this was the first time he had entered this state, he had witnessed the power of his own sacrificial spirit more than once and he knew the reasons for his current state.

This was clearly a symbol of his direct advancement to the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

Moreover, it is the spiritual transformation realm achieved in the late stage of the cave mirror with four caves.

It is not impossible to take another step forward in the future.

The sudden surprise made his head buzz.

For a moment he completely gave up thinking, with only one thought constantly circling in his mind.

"What happened?!"

After a moment, he raised his head again and looked at the perfect martial arts in front of him, then he suddenly asked:
"Xiao He, did you do this?"

The man who had been commanding the entire tribe to move while the uncle patriarch was in a daze was suddenly stunned when he heard the voice. He put down the things at hand for the time being, turned his head, looked at the inquiring eyes of his patriarch, and nodded slightly.

"Yeah, that guy's a bit tough."

"I felt that the power of one cave was not enough, so I trained a little bit."

As he said this, he showed a look of pity.

"I thought this power could be split into four caves."

"It seems that part of the strength was consumed in order to make up for the damage to your body, Uncle Patriarch."

"In the end, there are only four caves. It may be difficult to become a formation master or even a venerable master in the future."

"Uncle Patriarch, if you feel that this is not enough, I will give you these three."

As he spoke, Wanmei Wuhe waved his hand, and three caves appeared around him.

"I borrowed this from that guy just now."

"If I give you these, your progress in the Spiritual Transformation Realm should be even faster."

Seeing this, the clan leader's eyes twitched and he quickly waved his hand.

"Enough, enough, that's enough."

"I am an honest person and not greedy. That's enough."

As he said this, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He looked around, then approached Wanmei Wuhe and whispered:
"Wu He, there is no outsider here now, tell your uncle the truth."

"Did you receive guidance from a master this time? Were you accepted as a disciple by a master? Did you inherit some magical skill?"

Hearing the clan leader's words, Wanmei Wuhe was slightly stunned, but he immediately reacted and nodded with a smile.

"That's right, yes."

Upon hearing Wanmei Wuhe's affirmation, the clan leader immediately showed an excited expression.

Subconsciously, they wanted to ask that expert if he could help them resolve the crisis so that they wouldn't have to move away from their original settlement.

But he swallowed the words back as soon as they came to his lips.

Since Wan Mei Wu He did not mention asking that expert for help, there might be some restrictions.

Isn't it just moving home? As long as you have the ability, anywhere in the world can be your home? !
Feeling the surging power in his body, the clan leader felt that he should be able to kill a Lihuo Bull Demon with one punch.

This kind of power can make one dominate even in the outer circle of the Great Wilderness. Where in the world can't it go?

So when the words came to my lips, they finally became.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work this time, Xiao Wuhe."

"You go and rest first."

"Today, let us lead our people out of the wilderness and into a wider world!"

……

The people in Wujiazhai were packing up various things in the village with inexplicable enthusiasm.

But when you think about it, there aren't actually that many things you really need to take.

Especially since a lot of things can be stuffed into the four caves of the family head, there are even fewer things that need to be carried with you.

Everything was going on in full swing, except for one person who felt very disappointed.

And that person was naturally Jiao Peng, the genius of Luofu Lake who was left aside after Wan Mei Wuhe completed his goal and persuaded the entire village to relocate.

Not long ago he found himself taking back control of his body.

But at that time, a large group of people surrounded him like hungry wolves. Did he dare to move? He didn't dare to move.

Even though not many people are paying attention to him now, he doesn't dare to act rashly.

His current strength is comparable to the strongest of the ordinary hunting teams in the Great Wilderness who are below the Blood Mirror. With a single swing of his hand, he has a force of about five to six thousand pounds. At the same time, he is also proficient in rune magic, so his strength is quite good.

But it is either the Blood Moving Realm or it is not the Blood Moving Realm.

It is almost impossible for him to survive alone in the wilderness.

Any powerful beast could take his life.

The probability of survival outside the village is less than one in ten thousand.

But stay here?

Jiao Peng thought about it and felt cold all over when he thought about the scene where the old monster, whose name was pronounced as Wu and written as Mo, looked about the same age as himself, but was definitely an old monster who had regained youth and killed his protector with one punch.

The chance of surviving here is less than one in ten.

Finally, after a mental struggle, he stood up from the stone he was sitting on.

He turned and stepped back with firm steps.

So what if the chance of survival is only one in ten?
Wasn’t there a genius who roamed the vast wilderness?

Why couldn't Jiao Peng be such a genius? !

He definitely wanted to challenge himself, and was definitely not afraid of the monsters in the village.

He just turned around and ran into a smiling face.

That smiling face was so gentle, but in his eyes it was like a devil roaring.

Perfect Wuhe: "Where are you going?"

For a moment, Jiao Peng felt as if he had turned into a frog being stared at by a poisonous snake. He was completely unable to move and could only laugh dryly.

"Well, I want to go to the bathroom, so I won't talk to you any more."

Just as he was about to turn around again, Perfect Wuhe's palm directly blocked his shoulder.

He turned his head mechanically, and the perfect smiling face was still staring at him.

"What else do you have to say?"

Looking at Jiao Peng in front of him, who looked like he was about to cry, Wanmei Wuhe smiled slightly.

"I heard that you are a genius from Luofu Lake."

"Luofu Daze is a noble family that was granted a title of nobility around the Great Wilderness."

"Then your tribe should have participated in the Stone Country's previous ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens, right?"

Although Jiao Peng didn't understand what Wanmei Wuhe wanted to ask, he nodded in agreement.

"That's right. Our Luofu Daze is a big clan in the Stone Country."

"As long as you can let me go and send me back to my clan, I can tell them that it was you who saved me. Then I will definitely receive a large reward..."

The Jiao Peng in front of him talked a lot when talking about the status of Luofu Lake.

However, Wanmei Wuhe just smiled and said nothing.

Only after he finished speaking did she shake her head and say:
"I don't need compensation from your family."

"You just need to lend me one thing."

Hearing this, Jiao Peng was immediately excited and patted his chest hard.

"What do you want to borrow? As long as I have it, I will never refuse."

Seeing the young man in front of him excitedly, who seemed to have found a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation, Wanmei Wuhe smiled and stretched out his hand to him.

"Lend me your identity."

"I want to go to the Void God Realm to take a look."

……

(End of this chapter)