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"Grandpa Chief, what path should we take from now on?"

"The road ahead is long. You are currently at the 'Blood Transformation' stage, and it is far from the point where you need to continue your journey on your own. Some of the true strongest humans will eventually develop sacred bones, reveal their own primordial marks, and possess their own unique primordial treasure techniques!"

"It's so enviable!" The little one clenched his tiny fist, his big eyes shining.

Shi Yunfeng said, "The ancient ancestors have already traveled a long way, and the road ahead is still long. When you are strong enough, you can leave this wilderness and take a look. There are some things I cannot teach you; they are all in the outside world."

As he spoke these words, the clan chief Shi Yunfeng's expression shifted, and he touched a piece of white bone in his bosom, his body trembling.

"The Supreme Ruler, the beginning of the people. The imperial system was established, and the moral order was established..." The little one recited softly, gazing at the boundless wilderness, his eyes seeming to pierce through endless mountains and see another vast world.

Xiaogushan Town is a small town located in the outer region of the Cangmang Mountains. It has a population of over two thousand and is more than a hundred miles away from Shicun.

This world has boundless territory and endless forests, teeming with wild beasts and venomous insects. Human settlements are scattered among the primeval mountains, each isolated and difficult to communicate with the outside world.

Although it is a town, neither Shi Village nor Bei Village will be visited for a year or two. The mountain road, which is more than a hundred miles long, is blocked by the primeval forest, which is dangerous because of birds of prey, poisonous insects, and ferocious beasts.

In fact, this is the case everywhere; it is a common situation. Even though Shicun and Beicun are dozens of miles apart, the two groups of people will not meet for months at a time.

However, on this very day, outside Xiaogushan Town, people shouted and horses neighed, and iron armor gleamed. A group of iron cavalry galloped in, crossing endless mountains and venturing into the territories of various ferocious creatures, and arrived safely here.

These dozens of riders were all scaled horses, and the few people surrounded in the center rode on mutated scaled horses with a single horn, pure white bodies, and shimmering silver scales, displaying extraordinary prowess.

The leader was a middle-aged man with loose black hair and golden light shining in his eyes. Even his pupils were almost turning pale gold. When he looked into the town, he shot out two golden beams of light, which were extremely terrifying.

On the other unicorns, two boys and a girl, as well as a boy and two girls, sat upright. They all looked intelligent and agile, and each of them was beautiful and cute.

The people of Xiaogushan Town were astonished. Normally, few outsiders would come, but in the past few days, wave after wave, more than a dozen groups of people from large tribes had arrived, all of whom were incredibly powerful.

And judging from this trend, there will be even more people. All the vacant courtyards in the town are full, and additional people have moved into individual households.

As soon as this group went in, another group arrived, with an even more impressive presence. It was a dragon clearing the way, over twenty meters long, with shimmering scales all over its body and a pair of giant wings. It flew across the sky, casting a large shadow on the ground. Sitting on it was a middle-aged man and three children, one five or six years old, one eight or nine years old, and one eleven or twelve years old, all of whom were remarkable.

The three children jumped from a height of more than ten meters, the wind whistling as they leaped. Seeing this, the middle-aged man shouted, "Slow down, don't be so hasty!"

"It's alright!" the youngest child exclaimed, his eyes shooting out two beams of light, like a young golden-winged roc swooping down and landing on the ground with a thud, exuding a surprisingly fierce aura.

The townspeople were terrified at the sight. It was just a five or six-year-old child, yet he exuded such a fierce aura, capable of leaping more than ten meters into the air. He could definitely tear apart ferocious birds and beasts with his bare hands.

"This town is called Little Lonely Mountain. Could it be that the spirit-worshiping ceremony is held on a mountain?" the eleven or twelve-year-old boy muttered to himself.

At the entrance to the town, there is a stone tablet with three large characters engraved on it: Xiaogushan (Little Lonely Mountain).

"Look, it really is a spirited stone mountain. It must have been worshipped by the townspeople for a long time, with many ferocious beasts offered as sacrifices. Its interior may have nurtured rare and strange true blood. Third Uncle, you should kill this sacrificial spirit. I will use its blood to refine my body later. It will definitely be of great benefit!" The youngest child was only five or six years old, but his aura was extremely strong, and his eyes were intimidating. He spoke like a ferocious beast.

Upon hearing this, the people in the town all turned pale. Killing their sacrificial spirit was no different from destroying the town.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man didn't do that, and scolded, "Jiaopeng, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll send you back!"

"It's not like I haven't killed before. I bathed in the blood of a sacrificial spirit back then; it has miraculous effects." The youngest child was named Jiao Peng.

"Shut up!" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed like lightning as he glared at him and said, "You can't touch mountain spirits, or you might just provoke a mountain god."

"What a boring place. We can't go deep into the mountains to find treasures, and we can't even capture sacrificial spirits. What's the point of coming to this desolate land?" Jiaopeng muttered.

"Kid, you've got guts!" Laughter came from afar.

Outside the town, in the primeval forest, a very thick and long animal bone, six or seven meters long, of unknown origin, emitted a shimmering white light, with densely packed, flashing runes, and was about a foot off the ground as it rushed towards them.

Several figures stood atop it, the leader being an old man dressed in feathered robes and wearing a golden crown. Wisps of purple aura emanated from his body, enveloping him in a hazy, indistinct manner, giving him an indescribable air of majesty.

Beside him was a young man in his twenties, exuding heroic spirit; two teenage girls, as beautiful as if they had stepped out of a painting; and two very young boys with big, bright eyes.

Upon approaching, the group stepped down from the animal bone. With a flash of light, the six- or seven-meter-long giant bone rapidly shrank to the size of a palm, becoming warm, smooth, and translucent, before falling into the old man's hand.

Clearly, this is an extremely precious treasure, capable of flying close to the ground and shrinking the distance to an inch.

"So you are a senior from the Purple Mountain Clan, it's a pleasure to meet you!" said the middle-aged man who arrived riding a dragon.

The old man, the uncle of Marquis Zishan, smiled and said, "Luofu Marsh is truly remarkable. It has produced such a little fellow. He is not even six years old yet, but he is already so powerful. In ten years, he will surely become famous throughout this land!"

“If you praise him any more, he’ll get all cocky,” the middle-aged man from Luofu Daze said, shaking his head.

"Old man of the Purple Mountain Clan, how about I fight your grandson?" said five or six-year-old Jiao Peng, his eyes shining brightly as he looked at the two children opposite him with a provocative expression.

One of the children's eyes flashed with purple light, and like a lurking lion, its aura suddenly became powerful!
Clearly, the two groups were not as harmonious as the adults portrayed; otherwise, the children would not have shown such hostility and would have fought each other as soon as they met.

"Interesting young man, do you really want to spar? How about this, this old man will add a wager. I have a jar of very rare ferocious beast blood here, whoever wins gets it." The old man smiled and then looked at the middle-aged man.

"Well, since that's the case, I can't very well not say anything. I have a jar of rare, exotic bird blood here," the middle-aged man from Luofu Great Swamp said.

"Hey, a duel? That's what my Thunder Clan loves most. How could we miss out on something like this?" A thunderous sound came from afar.

In the primeval forest, an ancient animal hide with runes flickers, three feet off the ground and several meters long, exuding an ancient and weathered aura, as if a primordial species has been resurrected, sending chills down one's spine.

The animal skin carried several people: a young man in his twenties, an old servant, and several children, ranging in age from five or six to their teens, both boys and girls.

Black lightning crackled around them, and their booming voices could be heard from afar, shaking the mountains violently. "I also have precious blood to wager," the robust young man whispered to a chubby little boy and a pretty little girl beside him. "Mingyuan, and Yaya, you two go up and suppress the two most beloved young sons of the Marquis of Zishan!"

With a flash of light, the animal hide shrank to the size of a palm and landed in the young man's hand; they were already standing on the ground.

"They're all geniuses! Who's the strongest? We've been fighting for years, let's let the younger generation have a friendly competition." Someone from the town also spoke up, heading over here.

"Of course, there has to be a wager. Don't bring out blood that isn't from an ancient species!" someone else said, causing everyone to gasp in shock. The wager was simply too incredible!
The town of Xiaogushan was far from peaceful that day. The town's original inhabitants were all terrified, as the arrival of so many powerful figures in recent days made them very uneasy.

"That's right, let the teenagers or even younger compete and see who is the number one genius!"

……

While the town of Xiaogushan was embroiled in turmoil, Shicun, a hundred miles away, remained peaceful and serene. The villagers were filled with joy and happiness because a major event was about to take place.

Xiao Shihao completed his cultivation in just half a month, integrating the bone inscriptions into his flesh and blood. His whole body became translucent and spotless. When using his special techniques, he would no longer damage himself. Instead, he began to temper the creation of heaven and earth, drawing spiritual essence into his body, making him light, healthy, and full of energy.

The clan chief decided to baptize him with the precious body of the Suanni, the precious horn of the Li Huo Niu Mo, and the arm of the Demon Ape, and then seal him, along with the true blood of the ancient remnant species and precious bones, in a cauldron for refining.

The other children will naturally not be left behind. With such a large lion and abundant essence and blood, all the children will usher in a rare and great opportunity.

Not only that, Shi Yuntao, who had gone out, also returned to the village. When he rode a white elephant to the front of the village, he startled the villagers.

This white jade elephant was a purebred remnant that Shi Yuntao saw deep in the wilderness. Although it was still a juvenile, its size was already comparable to that of an ordinary elephant.

During this period, Shi Yuntao also used the precious bone of the white jade elephant to create and deduce a book called "The Divine Image Suppressing Prison Power - White Elephant Chapter".

This also made the white jade elephant full of qi and blood, and it quickly broke through the 100,000 jin limit in the Blood Transporting Realm.

Shi Yuntao not only brought back the white elephant mount, but also a lot of precious blood. There are many remnants in the depths of the Great Wilderness. Although he did not go to find the four Venerable Realm ferocious beasts, he also found many other pure blood remnants in the Array Realm.

Among them are powerful pure-blooded rare bloodlines such as Bixie, Qingjiao, and Qingluan. In the past, Shicun simply did not have so many resources to baptize the children.

Now, with so much precious blood, not only can the potential of the genius Shi Hao be maximized, but other clansmen who are awakening the Stone King bloodline can also receive enough nourishment from the precious blood.

This baptism was personally presided over by Shi Yuntao. He remained calm and asked:
“Child, are you ready? Baptism is traditionally performed at the age of five. It’s happening early now. You are too young. I’m afraid you can’t handle it.”

"Grandpa Yuntao, I'm not afraid. I'll definitely make it to the end."

"Good, that's perseverance!"

Shi Yuntao said with a smile.

"Grandpa Yuntao, if the baptism is successful, will my strength improve?" The little one blinked his big eyes and asked curiously.

"There will be surprises. You will surpass the geniuses of those great clans. If you were to face them, even though you are young, I think you could easily defeat them."

Shi Yuntao said earnestly.

Black dragonwood is hard and heavy, almost like refined iron. Its trunk resembles a dragon, winding and vigorous, and is jet black, with even its leaves like black jade.

This is a rare type of wood, hard and heavy, suitable for forging weapons. It also possesses another unique characteristic: when ignited, it produces a fierce flame; even a piece the size of a palm can cook two pots of meat. Normally, it is the best source of fire for smelting ores and forging weapons.

"Hey, open it!"

In front of an open space in Shicun Village, Shi Linhu and a group of strong men were swinging giant axes, diligently chopping firewood. This kind of black dragonwood was so tough that ordinary people couldn't cut it.

The sound of "crackling" could be heard from time to time, and sometimes a clanging sound could be heard, with sparks flying everywhere; the wood was really too hard.

To prepare for Shi Hao's baptism, the village made various preparations, including old medicines, poisonous insects, spring water, ancient cauldrons, and even the best black dragon wood was chosen for the wood used to refine his true blood.

On a large jade stone, the little one is taking a bath. The villagers are constantly washing his body with sweet mountain spring water, intending to seal his purest body in a cauldron.

Everyone was very serious, and the little one was also very solemn, silently preparing without saying a word.

The Suanni had already been brought over. It was golden all over, shining brightly, and its fur was as shiny as golden silk. Especially under the glow of the morning sun, it looked even more magnificent and radiant.

A red ox horn, several meters long, lay nearby, as translucent as red agate, shimmering with crimson light. As a remnant of the ancient species, it contained the most precious spiritual blood of the Fire Ox.

The Demon Ape's arm is about the same length as an adult's arm, not particularly large, but it exudes an overwhelming ferocity and contains ancient true blood, making it extremely rare and precious.

A large, black cauldron exuded an ancient aura, adorned with depictions of the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, birds, beasts, fish, insects, and scenes of ancient people's sacrifices, appearing mysterious and unfathomable. At this moment, a considerable amount of water had been added to the cauldron, and black dragonwood burned beneath it, causing the water to boil rapidly. The most potent and potent elixir was to be brewed using the fiercest fire.

Shi Yuntao stood solemnly before the cauldron, throwing in one ancient herb after another. These were all treasures that had been around for years; guarding the Great Wilderness, there was no shortage of medicinal herbs.

Before long, the boiling water emitted a variety of medicinal aromas that were refreshing and pleasant, and the water changed color.

Then Shi Yuntao took dozens of pottery jars and carefully opened them one by one. A large purple centipede, more than half a meter long, rushed out of the first jar with a "whoosh" sound. It was very frightening.

Unlike the original work, which only featured ordinary species, this time Shi Yuntao ventured deep into the Great Wilderness and, following the formula, discovered many rare and precious species. This kind of baptism will bring out the medicinal power more thoroughly.

With a "snap," runes flashed between Shi Yuntao's fingers. He gently tapped the purple centipede's head with a small purple-gold hammer and threw it into the boiling water.

Next, the second earthenware jar, covered in thick iron, was opened, revealing a gleaming silver exterior. A pangolin, only a foot long, its body entirely silvery-white and gleaming, rushed out. Its head was also smashed open, and it was thrown into boiling water. After struggling violently, it finally fell silent and became one of the auxiliary ingredients in the medicine. (End of Chapter)