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"Little one, how did you do that?"

A group of children rushed over and pinched his forearm repeatedly, all of them finding it unbelievable.

“That’s practically a rocky mountain! You’re really something, little one. You lifted it up with just one arm. That kind of strength would scare the ancient species in the mountains. Their young can’t do that.”

A group of children, both shocked and excited, surrounded the little one, chattering away.

Even the adults were a bit stunned. It was just a child; it was unbelievable how powerful he was.

"Little one, your uncle doesn't ask for much. Just get me a Suanni cub sometime, so I can keep it to guard the house."

"Go away, isn't that asking for a lot? You're asking for the strongest of the ferocious beasts right off the bat, what more could you want? Little one, my request is simpler: catch me a real pure-blooded Pixiu cub in the future."

"Get lost. Is the Pixiu any worse than the Suanni? They're both among the strongest, okay?"

A group of adults joked and told the little one that when he became powerful in the future, he should not forget Stone Village and should capture a real ancient ferocious beast cub to guard the place.

It wasn't until much later that the people dispersed.

"Goddess Liu, may I begin cultivating the 'Original True Explanation'?"

The little boy looked up. He was seven and a half years old now, and had grown quite a bit taller, but he was still very young. His big eyes were clear and bright.

"Yes," Willow Tree responded affirmatively.

Not only did the little boy's physical strength exceed the requirements, but his mental will was also astonishing. During his year and a half of arduous training, he persevered and cultivated under all kinds of terrifying heavenly power, making his will as strong as iron.

"But what exactly is the original, true explanation?"

The little one took out the glistening white bone and humbly asked for guidance, his big eyes shining with longing.

"Study it carefully yourself. The path is one you forge step by step. This bone book is earth-shattering and cannot be shown to others casually."

The Willow Goddess gave a warning.

"Yes! That's what Grandpa Yuntao said too!" The little one nodded seriously.

From that day on, the little one was as if possessed, studying it while sitting, pondering it while standing, and even frowning while sleeping, constantly trying to comprehend and understand this heavenly book.

The pure white bone fragments are covered with dense characters, telling the origin of the runes, explaining the mysteries of the original precious bones, and annotating the strengths and weaknesses of ancient ferocious beasts and divine birds.

This bone book starts from the most primitive point and explains the mysteries of heaven and earth. It covers too many things and is all-encompassing. The only pity is that it does not record any kind of magic technique.

It can be used to cultivate and break through, making it a priceless heavenly book and a treasure for all races, only lacking unparalleled techniques.

The little one went mad, vomiting blood several times. Although he was much stronger than the old patriarch, he was injured several times because the things recorded in the bone book were too terrifying.

To explain the runes from their very origin, a battle example was even included: a blue roc fighting against a god. The pattern was clearly visible, and a tragic aura emanated from it, as if blood was about to seep out, as if it had crossed into ancient times and truly recreated that battle.

This is just one picture. There are others, which do not involve magical techniques, but only discuss the operation of runes, etc. There are dozens of pictures of practical examples, which are detailed and miniature, engraved on the white bone.

This translucent white bone is a true treasure, containing countless mysteries. It contains the essence of runes and engravings depicting ancient beasts battling gods, all originating from the very beginning.

The little one was completely mesmerized, utterly captivated, clutching the crystalline bone, constantly trying to understand and contemplate it, as if possessed. He was so engrossed that he walked into the lake, only waking up when the water reached his mouth and nose, much to the amusement and exasperation of his tribespeople.

“I held a bowl of animal milk in front of him, but he didn’t even see it. That’s not normal.”

"Oh no, the little one's gone mad, will he become stupid?"

A group of kids whispered among themselves, seeing him like this, they all thought he had gone mad.

"Don't overwork yourself, be careful not to get hurt." The old patriarch solemnly warned. The little one had coughed up blood more than once, and even with a strong physique, he still needed to be careful.

The little one was completely absorbed, neglecting to eat or sleep. The translucent bone fragment never left his palm; he studied it over and over, pondering it diligently, forgetting himself and the object, utterly immersed in it.

He read another battle story, about a golden-winged roc fighting against a god. The bones were covered with symbols, the engravings were very small, but they were so real that they seemed to pierce through the bones!

The little one became increasingly focused, his eyes never blinking, his spirit and energy so concentrated that he almost disappeared into the bone. With such concentration, even the carvings he saw changed.

The golden-winged roc emitted a pale golden luster, and then gradually became dazzling, manifesting on the bone fragments as if cast in gold, lifelike, and about to fly out!

It fought a fierce battle with the gods, both of them were wounded. It was stained with divine blood and also had its own golden blood. It dominated the world, and its golden wings covered the entire sky, its power was unparalleled.

He didn't record any earth-shattering techniques, but only explained the wonderful uses of orthodox runes, outlining a few lines that were the key to this battle, truly revealing endless mysteries.

The little one was completely engrossed after looking at the first picture, so absorbed that he didn't wake up. When his spirit was exhausted, he coughed up several mouthfuls of blood and slowly opened his eyes.

The clansmen were heartbroken to see this. The little one was too engrossed in his studies, and such obsession could lead to serious problems. They all tried to dissuade him, saying that he shouldn't continue like this.

"Yes, I know. Those engravings are too profound for me to comprehend. I'll just take it slow." The little one listened to the advice and summarized earnestly.

Such battle examples and such engravings, once they are spread to the outside world, will surely cause a great uproar. Even without the evolution of magical techniques, they can definitely be called the "War God's Record".

How many people can witness the Golden-Winged Roc battling a god? Such a catalogue would be enough to astound the world; it is a treasure coveted by masters, not only by humans, but by all races!
This is what makes "The Original True Explanation" so terrifying. When explaining the profound meaning of runes, it often uses such battle examples to explain, progressing from the shallow to the deep, and from the deep to the shallow, touching upon an unfathomable world.

A small boat drifts on the lake, the clear water ripples with the wind, and golden dragonfish leap up, shimmering with brilliant light and splashing up large sprays of water.

The little one lay on the flatboat, quiet and peaceful, its entire body glowing, with wisps of divine light shining, rebuilding the runes within its body and merging with its flesh and blood.

After reading the original true explanation, he gained profound insights, surpassing his previous understanding. He grasped the most fundamental meaning of the runes and began to rebuild his Blood Transformation Realm. One by one, specks of light appeared, like gods and demons from the heavens, residing in his body, chanting scriptures for him, protecting his form, nourishing his spirit, enabling him to be reborn and continuously grow stronger.

The effect was astonishing. The little thing was like a furnace, constantly emitting light for days. From the inside out, stripes appeared on its surface, crystal clear and radiant.

His clansmen did not disturb him, allowing him to comprehend the Dao and cultivate. The little boy was half-asleep, half-awake, and completely absorbed in it, roaming in a magnificent world.

Divine light permeated the air, taking shape outside its body like countless divine feathers. Within the little one's body, blood surged, each drop of blood giving birth to a rune, which condensed together, growing stronger and stronger.

A divine light enveloped his body, crystalline and holy, as if he were about to ascend to heaven, showering down a vast rain of light that illuminated the entire lake. The tribespeople were astounded, gathering on the shore to watch. Even the rare birds and beasts, such as the little phoenix and unicorn, were stunned, staring blankly into the lake. Schools of dragon-whiskered fish swam closer, bathing in the light rain; their bodies covered in dense golden scales shimmered and reflected in the water.

The little one closed his eyes, his body shimmering with light, raining down with light, constantly transforming.

The spiritual essence of heaven and earth flowed into his body, nourishing his internal organs and flesh, making him look clear and crystalline. His essence and blood flowed like a long river, as if turning the heavenly forces.

He eventually succeeded, and after resuming his cultivation, he reached the pinnacle of the Blood Transformation Realm.

Seeing that Shi Hao had reached the Blood Transformation Realm, Shi Yuntao smiled and nodded. He had already prepared another supreme cultivation technique for Shi Hao so that when Shi Hao transcended the Blood Transformation Realm, he could lay a better foundation!

The little one opened its eyes, all its divine light was contained, and its physical body was translucent, as if carved from warm jade. A group of large golden fish in the lake were startled and quickly swung their tails, trying to sink to the bottom of the lake.

"puff"

The little one jumped into the water and caught a dragon whisker fish weighing over 300 pounds. Its body shimmered with golden light, and its whiskers were crystal clear and fragrant. Every part of it was a treasure.

"Catch it, snotty-nosed kid!" the little one shouted, tossing him onto the lake shore.

Then, he dived into the water, quickly chased after the fish, and caught another giant golden fish weighing over 200 pounds, which emitted a fragrant aroma. He threw it straight onto the shore.

"Wow, a king of fish! In the past, we would have thought that a fish weighing a few dozen kilograms was big. I never imagined that this kind of treasure fish could grow to be this big!"

"Little one, there are plenty of big fish. I just saw more than twenty of these big ones. Hurry up and catch them!"

A group of children screamed. This fish king must have excellent medicinal effects; after eating it, it would significantly enhance their vitality and give them great strength.

The little fish didn't continue catching them, but instead leaped ashore. It wasn't easy for the azure lake to nurture such rare fish; they couldn't catch all the king fish, and they still needed to lay their eggs.

"Grandpa Clan Chief, Grandpa Yuntao, Father, Mother, I want to travel far away."

During dinner, the little one suddenly said this.

The old patriarch's rough hands trembled as he raised his head and asked, "Child, you are so young, your cultivation is not yet strong enough to roam the Great Wilderness. Where are you going?"

"I'm not really leaving Stone Village, but just going to complete a trial that Willow God assigned me. I'll go out for a while and come back soon," Little Dot whispered.

Although he was going out to hone his skills, he chose his own destination.

His eyes were misty with tears. He missed his parents and relatives. Many years had passed since they last met, and Shi Ziling and the others had not returned. He was extremely worried.

"Child, you're not going to the ancient kingdom, are you?" the old patriarch worried. How could such a young child possibly fight against such a powerful royal family? It was too unrealistic.

The little one shook his head and said, "I won't take any risks. It's just that we're near the border of the ancient kingdom. God Liu told me to go and fight against wild beasts and hone my skills in dangerous places so that I can verify what I've learned and grow quickly."

He has now completed his cultivation of the Blood Transformation Realm. Following the advice of the Willow God, he is not in a hurry to break through. He will stay in this realm for another month to gain more experience and understanding, which will benefit his future cultivation.

The little one wanted to visit the second ancestral land, a place of exile where some disillusioned old men lived. He had once chatted very well with his parents and should know where they had gone.

Imagine the longing and worry a child feels when he learns that his parents risked their lives to enter an ancient sacred mountain in search of a holy medicine for him.

He may not be able to do much, but he wants to know how they are doing. His feelings are filled with longing for his loved ones. Even if he can't see them, getting some news would be a comfort.

Besides, there was another child there who took his place and was banished to that desolate land. I wonder how he has fared these past years, and whether he has faced any dangers? Little Dot was a sentimental person and felt that the child should not have had such a fate.

"Child, it's too far, and the journey is too dangerous!" The old clan chief disagreed.

“Although it’s far, it’s not insurmountable. Through my subconscious memories, God Liu once estimated that it’s about 300,000 li away,” Little Dot said.

The second ancestral land is located on the border of an ancient kingdom, a desolate and harsh place. It is not far from the true ancestral land, only 300,000 li away. It is clear that the Shi people of that time were always searching for their roots.

Three hundred thousand li is nothing compared to the vast territory of the ancient kingdom, but for this little guy who has never traveled far before, it is indeed an astronomical figure.

“You have never traveled far before, how can I feel at ease?” the clan chief disagreed.

Shi Yuntao then smiled and said:
"Don't worry, if Shi Hao wants to go out and explore, let him go. Let Maoqiu come with him, nothing will happen!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Yunfeng fell silent. Although he was worried about Shi Hao's safety, he also knew that Mao Qiu was a Zhu Yan at the Venerable Realm. Although he had undergone a transformation and re-cultivation, he had also left himself a trump card to fight against powerful enemies, so there was no need to worry about their safety.

Then, Shi Yuntao spoke again:
“The Second Ancestral Land is a place that Xiao Shihao should indeed visit. Because the Rain Clan felt close to Shi Yi, they sent people there to suppress the elders and children of the Shi Clan. Although I saved the lives of those elders, that child suffered a lot because of you!”

Upon hearing this, Shi Ziling immediately revealed an angry expression and said resentfully:

"Damn it, I've already left that place, but they still won't let Hao'er go, and they even dare to insult my Stone Clan elders!"

Then, looking guilty, he said:

"I should go back and visit more often!"

Shi Yuntao then spoke:
“I have been there before, but they did not let me take them away so as not to arouse the suspicion and fear of the Rain Clan.”

Moreover, they made some arrangements in the second ancestral land. Hao'er's trip there was to activate those arrangements, attract the Stone Emperor's attention, and make the Rain Clan pay the price!

Upon hearing this, Shi Ziling nodded firmly and said:
"Take me to break through to the Venerable Realm, and I will make the Rain Clan suffer heavy losses!"

Shi Yuntao shook his head and said:

"As long as Hao'er does not defeat Shi Yi, the Shi Kingdom will continue to have expectations for that double-pupiled person. Even for the sake of Shi Yi's Dao heart, they will not allow anyone to attack the Yu Clan because of him!"
Even if the Stone Emperor disliked Shi Yi, for the sake of the Stone Clan's stability and future development, he couldn't allow Shi Yi to harbor resentment towards the Stone Kingdom!

"Hmph, the bigger picture? Does the greater good mean we deserve to sacrifice our lineage?!"

Shi Ziling was furious upon hearing this, while Shi Yuntao shook his head and said:

"Ultimately, it's a matter of insufficient strength. Even if you had the strength of a Formation King, they would never have dared to attack Shi Hao!" (End of Chapter)