I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 596 Primitive Man, Activate!

As the tribe's strongest warrior, Xiaoshan believes that as a weak human living on the desolate continent, he has always been lucky.

Except for today.

When he was young, his father was seriously injured while hunting and died.

All that remained were himself, who had just been born, and his mother, Qingcao, an ordinary person.

The people in the tribe help each other and consciously take care of newborns.

To get more nutrition, you have to work harder to get more benefits.

Even if one barely has enough to eat, how can a frail, ordinary human boy survive in a world teeming with ferocious beasts and where battle shocks can destroy the world?
Humans, lacking the formidable talents of ferocious beasts, are essentially at the bottom of the food chain on the ancient continent.

The lack of mention of agricultural technology makes the food source even more uncertain.

On this continent, almost no humans live to a ripe old age. The vast majority either perish in the jaws of ferocious beasts, starve to death due to food shortages, freeze to death due to a lack of adequate protection against the cold, or die from poisoning by accidentally ingesting certain plants.

Logically speaking, the path to Xiaoshan was already visible from the moment Xiaoshan was still in her mother's womb.

Born into a small tribe of over thirty people, they wandered from place to place, living a life of poverty and hardship.

Until one day they die from ferocious beasts, from nature, or from hunger.

In a world where people possess extraordinary powers, as long as they are not completely dead, no one knows what will happen in the next second.

Not long after Xiaoshan was born, his mother, Qingcao, accidentally ate a bright red fruit while out picking fruit.

Then, without being nourished by the blood of ferocious beasts, she cleansed her marrow and gained control of extremely powerful abilities.

Comparable to the beast-blooded warriors of the tribe.

On the ancient and desolate continent, humans can cultivate.

However, it cannot directly draw qi into its body like beasts, nor can it directly draw in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate like other cultivation systems.

It's really asking too much of people who are still in the tribal era to come up with a complete and effective cultivation system.

Of course, they're not stupid.

Through repeated attempts, they summarized some rudimentary cultivation methods.

That is the Blood Warrior.

After the child reaches the age of six, kill a relatively weak ferocious beast, extract its heart's blood, and smear it on the child's body.

If the blood of a ferocious beast seeps into a child's body and strange patterns called beast markings appear on the child's skin, it means that the child has the potential to grow into a beast-blooded warrior.

vice versa.

Just like other cultivation systems, only a minority can become Beast Blood Warriors.

Many other children, however, were unharmed after being smeared with animal blood and remained ordinary people.

Some were even more unlucky; their bodies couldn't withstand the absorption of the beast's blood, and they exploded and died.

This is extremely rare, but it does exist.

Whenever this happens, it makes things even worse for the already impoverished tribe.

It was absorbed, but not completely, so the beast blood was wasted.

The fact that "Beast Blood Warrior" contains the words "Beast Blood" makes it quite clear.

Humans not only need the baptism of beast blood to embark on the path to transcendence, but also need to drink the essence of powerful beasts' blood and devour as much ferocious beast flesh as possible to grow and advance.

They tempered and refined their bodies in the most primitive way, constantly improving through repeated training and battles.

They ultimately died either protecting their people during their retreat or in the midst of a hunting battle.

After Xiaoshan's mother, Qingcao, was fortunate enough to gain power comparable to that of the Beast Warrior, she decisively participated in the hunting activities. Her combat strength grew extremely rapidly, and she soon became the strongest in the tribe.

He naturally became the chief of this small tribe.

Xiao Shan, who should have wasted his life, benefited from his mother's good fortune and was able to enjoy more prey during his childhood, making him grow stronger.

Perhaps it was a talent he inherited from his father, who had died in battle.

Xiao Shan displayed extraordinary talent when he first bathed in the beast's blood. Within seconds of contact with the blood, he resonated with the tiger's blood and truly stepped into the realm of the extraordinary.

For the next two decades, the increasingly powerful grass led the small tribe to constantly evade attacks from powerful ferocious beasts and migrate to safer places.

They faced the threat of annihilation several times along the way, but each time they escaped danger thanks to favorable circumstances.

Eventually, they discovered a well-defended, hidden cave, where they settled and multiplied for over a decade.

The tribe's population has grown from a dozen people at its lowest point to nearly sixty people now.

Xiaoshan grows up very quickly and is highly compatible with any beast blood. Its combat power soon catches up with its mother's.

Not only did he unexpectedly acquire a powerful bone spear that shimmered with dazzling light during a hunt, but he also learned the beast's innate ability while bathing in its blood.

This feat propelled him to become the undisputed next chief of the tribe.

However, he refused the position of leader, and his mother, Qingcao, continued to hold the position.

Even though Qingcao, who was nearly fifty years old, was no longer as dashing as he used to be, his combat strength had declined drastically due to the decline of his blood and energy, and he was hardly stronger than any strong ordinary tribesman.

But Xiaoshan still believed that she should be the leader of the tribe.

Xiaoshan has a clear understanding of himself.

He's just good at fighting.

However, in terms of experience in leading his people to live a better life, he was far less experienced than his mother.

If my mother passes away one day, I will take over this position.

but not now.

Thus, grass became an anomaly.

On a continent where the average age is in their teens and thirty is considered old, he continues to serve as a tribal chief at nearly fifty years old, relying on his wisdom and experience.

This is extremely rare on the ancient continent.

In any case, this small tribe is doing quite well.

They had plenty to eat and drink, and their population was thriving.

Life gradually improved.

Another cold autumn has arrived.

This year seems to be a bit unlucky.

Xiaoshan's hunting team had left their most familiar hunting area, but still hadn't seen much prey.

Despite their tireless efforts day and night, they are still at least half short of the amount needed to ensure that all the tribespeople can safely get through the cold winter!
If we don't hunt enough game before winter arrives, this winter will be very difficult.

Inevitably, some people in the tribe will die of hunger or cold due to food shortages.

As the strongest member of the tribe, Koyama couldn't bear to see his people die because of his incompetence, so he made up his mind to go to an area closer to the habitat of the great beast to hunt.

Half of the hunting party came along.

The remaining half were forced back by Xiaoshan through a combination of coercion and intimidation, and ordered to hunt in familiar safe zones.

Xiaoshan knew the ferocious beast was powerful.

He had witnessed a winged tiger spew lightning from its mouth, instantly obliterating half of a distant mountain. Venturing deep into the habitat of such a powerful beast must be extremely dangerous, with the constant possibility of death.

If everyone comes, and the worst happens, then the remaining tribesmen will all die!
Xiaoshan led his team and set off.

We had to be a thousand times more careful than usual along the way.

They are lucky.

Because they successfully collected enough food to last through the winter.

They are also unfortunate.

A giant, ferocious beast, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, passed by and devoured Xiaoshan and the others, along with the prey they had fought so hard to obtain.

On the ancient continent, weakness is the original sin.

Xiaoshan and his group made no mistakes and applied all the experience they had learned in their lives to the fullest extent.

But a mere passing ferocious beast shattered all their plans.

If Xiaoshan hadn't once possessed an incredibly powerful bone spear, which allowed him to barely hold on with its explosive force, he would probably have been turned into a pool of blood by the digestive fluids inside the beast's belly, just like his companions.

Xiaoshan is unfortunate.

Not only were the prey meant to keep the tribe alive through the winter devoured by ferocious beasts, but the tribespeople were also almost all killed or wounded, leaving only themselves to struggle to survive.

Xiaoshan was lucky too.

Because Lu Wenwu, who had just been teleported here by the dungeon system, was also eaten by that indiscriminate ferocious beast.

"Keng!"

When Xiaoshan watched as the pitch-black barrier before him, which he had attacked with all his might until he was exhausted but had not been able to budge an inch, was easily shattered by a single fist, he was completely dumbfounded.

When Xiaoshan saw an extremely strong and heroic man, dressed in an unknown and gorgeous "animal skin," walking over from the other side of the barrier humming a little tune and looking at him with slight surprise, his brain was completely overloaded.

O all-knowing mother!

What on earth is going on?!
This was Xiaoshan's first thought, almost subconsciously.

My second thought was: if someone this powerful is trapped here with me, it seems my good luck is finally coming to an end.

Mother, your son can't go back.

I hope you can lead everyone through this winter.
With the last breath hanging in his heart, Xiaoshan could no longer rely on the belief of returning home and slumped down on the viscous stomach of the ferocious beast.

There was no light left in his eyes.

Even if the other person tried to communicate with him in a strange language he had never heard before, he had no interest in it.

He let the corrosive slime drip onto his animal hide, creating a large hole in it.

Not far away, Lu Wenwu, who had just entered, witnessed the entire process of Xiaoshan's eyes going from shock to ecstasy, then to numbness, and finally to dejection.

His expression became slightly strange.

What's wrong with this primitive man in front of me, dressed in animal skins?
"Hey, young man, what are you doing sitting here?" Lu Wenwu walked up and greeted him familiarly.

Xiaoshan looked up at him, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes, but she quickly lowered her head again, reverting to her lifeless expression.

Lu Wenwu scratched his head, wondering if the child was mentally challenged.

Xiao Bao's disdainful voice echoed in his mind: "You muscle-bound bastard, how dare you think others are idiots? Do you even need to listen to what you're saying? What's wrong with you that you're speaking Chinese to a primitive man from another world?"

Lu Wenwu was taken aback, then his face flushed red as he argued, "How could it be my problem if it's about the Chinese language! How come you, cat, have never read any online novels? Do you think I'm stupid enough to say that all dimensions use the Chinese language?"

Then came terms like "universal language" and "the will of the great world," which were only half understood.

The beast's stomach was filled with joyful air.

"Screw your web novels!" Xiao Bao cursed irritably. "So what? Do web novel authors have to create a language for you in another world? Even if an author did, without a system that loads you with the ability to understand all languages, how the hell would you be able to comprehend your cultural papermaking?"

"Cultural attainments," Lu Wenwu muttered to himself.

"Back in the day, I studied at the royal private school of the Zhu family. Later, after the education reforms, I got bored and even earned dozens of doctoral degrees from the Imperial University. How could I not know that this is a testament to my cultural attainments?"

Xiao Bao was furious and couldn't help but reach out from behind and slap Lu Wenwu with his claws.

"You stupid, two-legged human being who asks me about everything has no right to argue. All you're good for is making paper!"

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Lu Wenwu pretended to be an ostrich to cover up his embarrassment.

He, a mediocre student who barely managed to get an undergraduate degree, certainly seemed a bit pathetic compared to Xiao Bao, this high-achieving cat.

To avoid being lectured by Xiaobao, he decided to move on to the next segment immediately.

A powerful spiritual force emanated from the soul, and a voice conveyed through the soul resounded directly in Xiaoshan's heart.

"Hey, what are you doing sitting here?"

Xiaoshan suddenly looked up, startled, and stood up abruptly, instinctively raising his spear.

He then realized that he might have gone too far, and he couldn't help but gradually lower his stance.

"Are you... are you talking to me?"

His eyes held a clear naiveté, a pure innocence.

"You...you...how can you make a voice ring in my head? Are you even human?"

"Nonsense, what else could I be but a human?"

Lu Wenwu shrugged, seamlessly switched to the local language, and glanced at Xiaoshan's detailed panel.

[Koyama (B+)]: 16 4700/51 3200
[Cultivation Level]: Unnamed Level

[Current Status]: Regret, Excitement, Agitation, Dejection, Worry, Sorrow, Severe Injury, Damaged Beast Mark, Weak Luck.
[Analysis]: The son of the chief of a small tribe, the tribe's most powerful beast-blooded warrior, is excited by your arrival.

To be honest, Lu Wenwu hadn't seen such a weak cultivator in a long time.

It doesn't mean his cultivation level is weak.

A B+ rating is considered quite good among players on Earth.

mainly.
He's a bit of a blank slate.

Lu Wenwu racked his brains for a long time, and this was the only way he could describe it.

Apart from a slightly incomplete ability called "Earthshaking Claws", he was completely blank.

All we have are concepts and data.

This situation is probably worse than expected. The humans in this world haven't even figured out a cultivation method that can be called a system, so it will probably be very difficult to complete the mission perfectly.

"We can talk about anything we want to ask later. Let's get out of here first. This place is too dark." Lu Wenwu waved his hand and casually threw a punch upwards.

"Can't get out."

Before Xiaoshan could finish speaking, he stared in disbelief at the huge hole that had appeared above his head.

Blood and flesh splattered, and a tremendous scream echoed.

The life force of the giant beast that had killed all its people in one gulp dissipated rapidly, disappearing without a trace in just a few seconds.

It...it's dead!
He died from the sudden, playful attack of the burly man, which resembled flicking water droplets!
Are you kidding?
The little hill, drenched in blood from the rain, stared blankly at the blue sky and white clouds above, at the long-unseen, blinding sunlight, and swallowed hard.

My good luck doesn't seem to be over yet.
(End of this chapter)