Immortality Cultivation: I can use my clansmen’s energy and blood to add points.

They saw the Canaanite elders enter with three strangers.

Everyone stopped what they were doing.

They were being looked at with a gaze that was both curious and tinged with fear.

Luo Qingchen could sense the rejection and alienation in those gazes.

They seem to dislike outsiders.

at this time.

A Canaanite who looked younger and stronger walked towards them.

The blue markings on his body were much brighter than those on the others.

His aura became even stronger.

Clearly, he held a high position in the tribe.

"Elder!"

He spoke loudly to the Canaanite elders in his native language, his tone filled with dissatisfaction.

He pointed at Luo Qingchen and the other two, his emotions appearing somewhat agitated.

Although Luo Qingchen couldn't understand what he was saying.

But from his expression and actions, one could tell that he was against allowing outsiders into the tribe.

Elder Canaan, stop in your tracks.

He turned around and said a few words to the young tribesman.

His voice was calm, yet filled with undeniable authority.

The young clansman still looked resentful.

But he dared not say anything more.

He simply glared at Luo Qingchen with an extremely unfriendly look.

Then, he turned and left angrily.

Luo Qingchen saw all of this.

he knows.

Although they had temporarily found a place to stay.

But this tribe is not as peaceful as it appears on the surface.

The undercurrents were already surging beneath the surface.

The Canaan elders led them to a stone house located on the edge of the settlement.

"This is your temporary residence."

"Do not move around without my permission."

"Especially avoid going near holy sites."

His voice carried a hint of warning.

Luo Qingchen nodded.

"Thank you, elder."

"We will not cause trouble for the tribe."

Elder Canaan gave him a deep look.

He glanced again at Bai Ling'er, who was sleeping soundly in his arms.

Finally, he sighed, said nothing, and turned to leave.

The door to the stone house was closed.

This isolates them from the noise and prying eyes of the outside world.

Luo Qingchen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He gently placed Bai Ling'er on the stone bed.

Anyway.

They finally had a place to stay temporarily.

just.

What exactly is this "shadow" that the Canaanite elder spoke of?
Where is this holy site?
Furthermore, is Bai Ling'er's transformation a blessing or a curse?

One mystery after another shrouded Luo Qingchen's mind.

……

It was very quiet inside the stone house.

Luo Qingchen sat by the stone bed, looking at Bai Ling'er who was still fast asleep, feeling an indescribable sense of annoyance.

This little girl has been sleeping like this ever since that storm of laws. Although her breathing is steady, the golden dragon-shaped mark between her eyebrows appears and disappears, leaving people puzzled.

He had no idea whether it was good or bad.

"Brother Luo, don't worry too much."

Lin Wan'er's voice came from the side, and she handed over a ceramic bowl filled with clear water.

"Bai Ling'er is blessed with good fortune. The power within her is so special, this transformation will definitely be a good thing for her."

Luo Qingchen took the bowl and took a sip.

The cool water slid down my throat, but it couldn't extinguish the fire in my heart.

He wasn't just worried about Bai Ling'er.

And this godforsaken place.

The southern tribes of Canaan.

Although he was safe for the time being, the feeling of being excluded and monitored made him very uncomfortable.

Especially that clamoring young clansman, his eyes looked like he wanted to devour them alive.

“That Canaan elder seems unfathomable, but his words about ‘shadow’ and ‘holy land’ are all strange.”

Su Xiaowan sat on the other side, her fingers unconsciously drawing circles on the ground, her brows furrowed.

"Moreover, I always felt that the atmosphere in this tribe was very oppressive, not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface. Everyone seemed to be hiding something in their hearts."

She has always had a keen insight into people's hearts.

Luo Qingchen nodded, thinking the same thing.

"Let's take one step at a time."

He sighed.

“We need intelligence now, we need to understand this world. This Canaanite tribe is our only breakthrough.”

"Regardless of their attitude, we have to find a way to stay, at least until Bai Ling'er wakes up."

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the stone house.

Boom, boom, boom.

All three of them immediately became alert.

Luo Qingchen stood up, and the power of chaos quietly circulated within her body.

"Who?"

There was no sound outside the door.

But the feeling of being spied on became increasingly clear.

Luo Qingchen and Lin Wan'er exchanged a glance, slowly walked to the door, and suddenly pulled the stone door open.

There was no one outside the door.

Only a few Canaanite children peeked out from a corner of another stone house, their eyes filled with childlike curiosity and a hint of fear instilled in them by adults.

Upon seeing the door open, they exclaimed "Ah!" and scattered in all directions.

"It seems we've become a rare breed here."

Lin Wan'er laughed self-deprecatingly.

Luo Qingchen did not laugh.

His gaze fell on the ground at the entrance of the stone house.

There, there was a small basket woven from rattan.

Inside the basket were several purple fruits that looked like fruit, and a piece of roasted, golden-brown meat that was still warm.

Who sent it?
Luo Qingchen scanned the basket with her divine sense to confirm that there were no problems before bringing it in.

"It seems that not everyone is hostile towards us."

Su Xiaowan looked at the food in the basket, lost in thought.

A warm feeling also welled up in Luo Qingchen's heart.

Perhaps the situation isn't as bad as he thinks.

To find out what was going on, and also to help Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan relax, Luo Qingchen decided to go out for a walk.

Of course, he did not forget the elder's warning and only stayed in the outer areas of the tribe.

He was still holding Bai Ling'er.

The little girl was very light, almost weightless when held in his arms, yet she made him feel at ease.

As soon as they stepped out of the stone house, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The Canaanites who were working stopped what they were doing.

Whispers rose and fell. Those eyes held a mixture of curiosity, wariness, and undisguised rejection.

Luo Qingchen remained expressionless, ignoring these stares.

He simply walked quietly, observing this peculiar underground settlement.

The architecture here is very rugged, constructed entirely from local materials, using huge stones.

The crystals embedded in the dome emit a soft, ever-burning light, illuminating the entire space as bright as day.

The air was filled with a strange plant fragrance and the aroma of earth.

Everything seemed so primitive, yet so harmonious.

As they walked, they arrived at the central square of the settlement.

The square was very large, and the ground was paved with huge bluestone slabs.

In the center of the square stands an enormous totem pole.

The totem pole was carved from a single, unidentified giant log, soaring into the clouds and almost touching the crystal dome.

It is engraved with countless intricate and ancient patterns, depicting various strange creatures, as well as scenes of Canaanite hunting and sacrifice.

An aura of desolation, antiquity, and holiness emanated from the totem pole, enveloping the entire square.

All the Canaanites would stop and bow in reverence when passing the totem pole, their faces showing a look of piety.

This is clearly a spiritual symbol of their tribe.

It is the core of their faith.

Luo Qingchen's gaze was also drawn to this magnificent totem pole.

He could sense that the totem pole contained a powerful and pure force.

This force seems to be connected to this land and this space.

Just as Luo Qingchen was intently observing the totem pole.

The little bird in his arms suddenly stirred.

Her little hand moved unconsciously.

Immediately afterwards, the golden dragon-shaped mark between her eyebrows, which had been dormant for a long time, lit up without warning.

A faint, yet incredibly noble, golden light emanated from the mark.

hum!
A soft murmur, seemingly from the ancient wilderness, resounded deep within everyone's soul.

The huge totem pole in the center of the square seemed to be summoned by something and suddenly trembled.

The ancient carvings and patterns on the entire totem pole were instantly illuminated.

Streaks of blue light flowed rapidly along the patterns, eventually converging at the top of the totem pole.

There, a giant bird with outstretched wings is carved.

At that moment, the giant bird's eyes lit up with a brilliant blue light, as if it had come to life.

It looked up to the sky and cried out, letting out a cry that pierced the soul.

next second.

A thick blue beam of light shot into the sky from the top of the totem pole.

Immediately afterwards, a similarly dazzling golden beam of light shot out from the golden mark between Bai Ling'er's eyebrows.

Two beams of light, one gold and one blue, converged in mid-air.

There were no earth-shattering explosions.

Only a silent fusion.

Golden light, like mercury spilling onto the ground, instantly enveloped the blue pillar of light.

The blue light gently accepted the gold, and the two blended perfectly together, creating a wondrous and sacred scene.

The entire settlement was enveloped in this golden and blue intertwined light.

An indescribable, sacred, and peaceful aura permeated the air.

All the Canaanites were stunned.

They stared in disbelief at the scene before them, completely unaware that the tools in their hands had fallen to the ground.

Their eyes went from shock to confusion, and finally to fervent worship.

They all knelt down and bowed in worship to the totem pole and Bai Ling'er in Luo Qingchen's arms.

They were shouting something in their own language.

"What...what's going on?"

Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan were also completely stunned. They clung tightly to Luo Qingchen, watching the scene before them in shock.

Luo Qingchen was also greatly shocked.

He could clearly feel that the true dragon bloodline within Bai Ling'er was resonating with the power of the totem pole.

No, it's not even resonance.

Rather, it's a kind of...guidance!
It is the power of the lark that is guiding the power of the totem pole!

This totem pole, which the Canaanites revered as a deity, appeared like a subject paying homage to his king before Bai Ling'er's true dragon bloodline.

This is incredible!
Just then, Elder Canaan appeared at the other end of the square.

Behind him followed the young soldier who was hostile towards Luo Qingchen.

When they saw the scene in the square, their expressions were completely different.

The Canaan elder's wrinkled face was filled with excitement, shock, and even tears glistening in his eyes.

His lips trembled as he muttered to himself.

"A miracle...this is a miracle!"

"The ancestor's prophecy was actually true..."

The young warrior behind him, Kyle, had an expression of disbelief and envy on his face.

He stared intently at Bai Ling'er in Luo Qingchen's arms, the hostility in his eyes almost tangible.

why?
Why do the sacred objects of a tribe react to outsiders?
She was still a little girl who looked completely powerless!

Shouldn't this be the glory of their Canaanite people?
The light lasted for a full quarter of an hour before slowly dissipating.

The totem pole returned to its original state, and the mark between Bai Ling'er's eyebrows faded again.

But the atmosphere of the entire square can never be the same again.

All the Canaanites remained kneeling on the ground, looking at Bai Ling'er with awe, even fanaticism.

Elder Canaan, leaning on his cane, walked slowly and shakily to Luo Qingchen.

His bright eyes were now filled with tears.

He looked deeply at Bai Ling'er, and then, facing Luo Qingchen, slowly bowed his hunched body.

"Dear guest."

His voice was no longer transmitted through his soul, but rather in a somewhat awkward yet understandable language.

Please forgive our previous rudeness.

“You are not a calamity.”

"You are messengers of the gods sent by our ancestors to save us!"

Luo Qingchen was stunned.

Messenger of God?

What's the situation?
Before he could speak, the young warrior named Kyle couldn't help but rush over.

"Elder! You can't trust them!"

Kyle pointed at Luo Qingchen and roared loudly in his native language, his emotions running high.

"They are strangers of unknown origin! This little girl must have used some kind of sorcery to bewitch our sacred object!"

"They will bring disaster to the tribe! They must be driven out!"

"Shut up, Kyle!"

Elder Canaan turned around abruptly and shouted sternly.

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority.

Are you questioning the guidance of our ancestors?!

Kyle was intimidated by the elder's imposing presence and dared not speak for a moment.

But the resentment and anger in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

He glared at Luo Qingchen fiercely, as if to say that this matter was not over.

Then, he turned around and shouted loudly at the tribesmen who were still kneeling on the ground.

Some of the younger members of the tribe who looked like warriors, under his instigation, slowly stood up, their eyes beginning to show hesitation and wavering.

At this moment, the internal conflicts within the tribe were completely ignited and brought into the open.

Luo Qingchen saw all of this, and her heart turned cold.

He knew that the trouble was just beginning.

Elder Canaan seemed to realize the seriousness of the problem. He turned around and gave Luo Qingchen an apologetic look.

"plz follow me."

He offered no further explanation, simply leading Luo Qingchen and the other two away from this place of trouble. (End of Chapter)