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

Chapter 597 Zhuo, you've been tricked! This isn't the train to the flat-out camp!

"This Devouring Toad is quite interesting. Although its combat power is rather average, its belly is quite interesting. It has actually evolved a natural storage space, and it's quite large."

Walking along a mountain path, Lu Wenwu was engrossed in playing with a nearly transparent pocket.

The material is somewhat like soft rubber, yet it is extremely mysterious, with slight spatial fluctuations flowing back and forth on it, giving it a dazzling silver-white color under sunlight.

"But then again, are all the ferocious beasts here this brave? After seeing me, they didn't even care about my cultivation level and just ate me in one bite. What reckless beasts!"

Lu Wenwu continued speaking to himself, his hands constantly emitting a pale pink color representing the laws of dreams.

The giant stomach of the Devouring Toad was continuously refined by this power, its structure constantly changing to suit Lu Wenwu's wishes, gradually taking shape.

To Lu Wenwu, this ferocious beast called the Devouring Toad was nothing more than a small Karami who had just entered the first stage of godhood.

Moreover, he's a pathetic guy with terrible combat skills, who usually survives mainly by relying on his innate talent.

Even if they were to fight, he might not be able to defeat him when he ascended to godhood in the mortal realm.

However, for a low-level beast warrior like Xiaoshan, who only possesses B-rank strength, this was a devastating blow.

With just one bite, half of the hunters of the Green Grass Tribe perished in the beast's jaws.

If Lu Wenwu hadn't been eaten in time, Xiaoshan would have also met his end.

He was now using the bone spear he had unexpectedly acquired as a crutch, excitedly leading Lu Wenwu toward home.

Originally, Xiaoshan didn't really trust Lu Wenwu.

Even if he possesses incredibly powerful strength, it's still the same.

This mainly stems from the advice that my mother, Qingcao, once gave me.

When you're out and about, if you encounter other people, try to avoid contact unless absolutely necessary.

Because it is difficult to determine whether the other party is good or bad, or whether they have malicious intentions.

This is not unfounded.

Before the Qingcao tribe settled in its current area, they encountered several other tribes during their migration.

At that time, the grass had absolutely no experience of communicating with other ancient humans.

They believed the other party's words on the first two occasions, which resulted in damage to the tribe's resources and casualties among its members.

After that, she learned from her mistake and understood the principle that one should not have the heart to harm others, but one must be wary of others.

He also passed it on to everyone in the tribe.

But that's it.
As is well known, Lu Wenwu has some special skills in making friends.

Egg pancake diplomacy has never failed since its debut!

Whether they are carbon-based or silicon-based, human or animal, divine or ghostly.

Even if the law of manifestation were to arrive, it would still be forcibly controlled for three seconds!
How could anyone not like a delicious egg pancake?
If one sheet doesn't solve the problem, then get another one!
In an era where even storage containers are made of pottery, egg pancakes, a high-fat, high-calorie, and high-salt carbohydrate feast, are undoubtedly a game-changer.

Xiaoshan couldn't stand the smell after just one whiff.

After taking the first bite, he regarded Lu Wenwu as a god and his trust in him reached its peak.

If there were a list of favorability ratings, Xiaoshan's feelings for Lu Wenwu would at least be at the level of fanatical worship.

Lu Wenwu didn't even need to ask; he told him everything on his own initiative.

What evil intentions could a super strong man with extremely powerful cultivation who saved him and gave him delicious food he had never tasted before have?
I've never enjoyed food of this caliber in my entire life!
Even if I died the next second after taking this bite, it would be worth it!

Anyone who gives food to a stranger must be a good person!
Anyone who would give such delicious food to a stranger must be a really good person!

So, in front of Lu Wenwu, Xiaoshan ate, cried, and laughed all at the same time, as excited as a child weighing over 200 pounds.

When Lu Wenwu said there was no need to be frugal and that he could treat everyone in the Qingcao tribe to such a meal, Xiaoshan's respect for Lu Wenwu reached its peak.

It can be said that he was completely open and honest, agreeing to all of Lu Wenwu's reasonable requests—in Xiaoshan's eyes now, all of Lu Wenwu's requests were reasonable, and there was no such thing as unreasonable.

The two are currently on their way to the Green Grass Tribe.

"Here, take this storage bag and play with it. It's pretty good except that it can't hold living things for too long."

After the modification was completed, Lu Wenwu casually tossed the giant stomach of the giant toad to Xiaoshan.

This storage bag, which can be described as naturally grown, was slightly modified by Lu Wenwu to be only the size of a palm, but it contained a huge space of nearly a thousand cubic meters.

If this incredible material, which can directly handcraft storage bags of thousands of cubic meters without relying on any auxiliary materials, appeared in the cultivation world, the Devouring Toad would surely be slaughtered to the point of near extinction and then kept as a protected animal in captivity.

After walking only a short distance, Lu Wenwu had already sensed the extraordinary nature of the Desolate Ancient Continent.

In such a high-quality spiritual environment, this place produces an extraordinary number of rare and precious materials, making it a holy land for alchemists.

Various rare herbs grow wildly, almost like weeds.

The medicinal kings, some over a thousand years old, often consist of more than a dozen plants, and can be counted as "clumps"!
Unfortunately, no one here knows how to use it.

Ferocious beasts rely on instinct, while humans rely on accidental ingestion and boldness.

This resulted in countless precious medicinal herbs and materials piling up on the ground but going unused, which was truly a waste.

"What...what is this?"

Xiaoshan had no idea what a storage bag was, and then, looking completely bewildered, he spread his hands out to look inside.

"Fifth Brother, this animal skin bag is too small; it can't hold much!"

"This is a spatial storage bag. It has the power of that previous Heaven-Swallowing Toad. It can shrink things that are originally large into a mustard seed. It can hold at least several hundred trees that two people can hug. Don't believe me? Try throwing your spear in there."

Lu Wenwu realized halfway through his sentence that if he used any special terms, Xiaoshan wouldn't understand at all.

The people here don't yet have any corresponding concepts, so they can only describe it using more colloquial and straightforward language.

"seriously"

Although he had already witnessed Lu Wenwu's power, Xiaoshan still remained skeptical.

After all, how could such a small pocket hold such a long bone spear?

I should be careful so as not to ruin Fifth Brother's intentions.

Xiaoshan carefully placed the blunt end of the bone spear downwards into the storage bag.

First the tail, then the middle, and finally until the tip of the spear was inside, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide and let out a strange cry.

"It's in! It's in! It's really in!"

Xiao Shan shouted excitedly, looking at Lu Wenwu with the utmost reverence, and even stammered with excitement.

"Brother Wu! No, no, no god! You must be the legendary god! Only a god can forge divine treasures, just like the spear in my hand!"

"What kind of gods are you talking about? I'm a human. Call me Fifth Brother." Lu Wenwu sighed helplessly. "It's just some rudimentary weapon-refining techniques. If you want to learn, I can teach you."

"Uh..." Xiaoshan hesitated for a moment.

"What's the problem?" Lu Wenwu raised an eyebrow. "What, are you worried you won't be able to learn it? Or are you embarrassed? There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Humans are weak, so helping each other is only right."

Xiaoshan lowered his head somewhat embarrassedly: "Um... I actually wanted to ask what weapon crafting is?"

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Oh no, we've been tricked.

Lu Wenwu suddenly felt that his mission this time might be more difficult than ever before. He needed to lead a group of true primitives to the point of ruling their race, and then mold them into a civilized society with a complete social structure.
This is way too difficult!

This is not a straightforward mission at all!
System, mimicking a baby!
Suppressing his inner complaints, Lu Wenwu patiently explained, "You know how the stone knives and axes used by ordinary people in your clan are made, right? The process of making them can be considered weapon crafting. What I just did is similar to that, just a bit more complicated and difficult in process, but they're pretty much the same."

"Oh"

Xiaoshan nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

He didn't understand at all.

But this doesn't change the fact that he thinks Lu Wenwu is very capable.

They can actually create such amazing magical artifacts!

With this magical storage bag, you can easily bring back as many prey as you want!
Even if the tribe needs to relocate, they can take everything with them, and they no longer have to worry about not being able to carry it all!
"By the way, let me take a look at that spear of yours. Since we've come this far, I'll enhance it for you." Lu Wenwu beckoned.

Xiaoshan readily agreed and immediately offered it to him with both hands.

The bone spear is about three meters long and exudes a rustic and wild feel. It was probably made more than two hundred years ago.

It doesn't have many carving marks on it. It was simply made from a single piece of animal bone whose original species was no longer recognizable. Then, it was refined using special weapon-making techniques, and the essence blood of some ferocious beast was incorporated into the metal part of the spearhead.

Rough and primitive.

This is good news for Lu Wenwu.

This means that there exists at least one human settlement on the ancient continent with a certain level of technology and a certain scale, but he has not yet found it.

The group that created this bone spear had at least a basic grasp of ancient technologies such as metallurgy, weapon forging, and writing; they were not purely primitive people.

If we were to compare it to the historical development of Earth, it might have already reached a level of technology close to that of the Shang Dynasty.

It's alright, at least we don't have to start teaching from the very basics.

Lu Wenwu hoped that they hadn't ever existed, nor had they been completely destroyed, because he thought he would truly collapse if that happened.

This start was absolutely terrible.

Moving from the bottom of the valley is always an upward journey.

In the desolate ancient continent, a world large enough to breed pseudo-immortals to reside for a long time, Lu Wenwu had imagined that the human race would be besieged by the other hundred races, that the human race might have already been wiped out, and even that the human race was hidden in a corner and difficult to encounter.

But he never imagined that the humans here could be so weak.

Primitive people dressed in animal skins and wielding bone spears!

Living as scattered tribes, they may not even have a place that can be called a city.

Not to mention further advancements in civilization.

This is outrageous!

According to Xiaoshan, he is already the most powerful warrior in their tribe, even more powerful than his mother Qingcao's father's father.

Before him, the strongest was his mother, Green Grass.

The remaining Blood Warriors generally needed a dozen or so of them to fight against the young Grass.

It would take ten strong adult men, armed with weapons, to fight against a single unarmed ordinary beast warrior.

Lu Wenwu deduced that the level of ordinary beast-blood warriors was probably only C-rank, while the stronger ancient humans were fluctuating in the D-rank.

Their basic physical attributes are only slightly better than those of the human race on Earth, and their talent for cultivation is utterly terrible.

This is the point that Lu Wenwu finds most incomprehensible.

Countless generations of reproduction seem to have failed to enable the humans here to evolve bodies that are able to adapt to the violent spiritual energy of this world, resulting in a decrease in lifespan rather than an increase, and extremely poor talent for cultivation.

Absorbing the blood of beasts with lower energy levels and gentler properties for cultivation is already a last resort.

If bathing in animal blood weren't so common, Lu Wenwu might have actually met a group of real primitive people after arriving here.

Perhaps this is a case of going too far or not.

Lu Wenwu examined Xiaoshan's meridians.

He was the weakest in terms of endurance among all the B-rank superhumans he had ever seen.

The Beast Blood Warrior's cultivation system, which can hardly be called a system, was also the most pathetic one he had ever seen.

Becoming a Blood Warrior does grant a certain amount of power, but it also causes significant damage to the body, leading to a substantial reduction in lifespan.

The result was that, at less than fifty years old, Qingcao's body had deteriorated to the state of an eighty or ninety-year-old, with his vital energy almost completely depleted.

This is the result of forcibly fusing and controlling the power contained in the beast blood, which is incompatible with the body itself.

If Qingcao hadn't cultivated as a beast-blood warrior after eating that fruit that resembled the Vermilion Fruit, perhaps she would still be young and beautiful now.

Unfortunately, no if.

The beast-blood warriors of this world don't need to worry about declining lifespans or the deterioration of their health in old age.

Because they don't have an old age at all.

They will die in the jaws of ferocious beasts before their vital energy and blood decline.

Lu Wenwu could only describe this cultivation system, which came with an insurmountable debuff and a pitifully low return rate, as utterly exhausting.

Thinking about the workload he might have in the future and the miserable life he would experience after begging for Xiao Bao, he felt a sense of disorientation.

The mission seemed to have been plunged into darkness from the very beginning.

Admittedly, even the instance system, which has always favored humans, has stated that the current state of humanity on this continent is far too bleak, and if it's truly unmanageable, one can give up and choose another race.

The mission does not specify that you must support the human race, which is completely different from the requirements in the [Martial Arts Showdown] dungeon.

However, if given a choice, Lu Wenwu would still choose to support the human race.

Because he is still a human being.

At least he thinks he is.

He casually picked up a few pieces of metal from the roadside, melted them with the Purgatory Dragon Flame, and incorporated them into the bone spear, successfully strengthening it into a qualified magic weapon with enough power to kill A-rank ferocious beasts.

Xiao Shan felt the powerful and fierce aura contained within it and couldn't put it down. His gaze towards Lu Wenwu became increasingly respectful and fervent.

Whether it was the skill of creating divine treasures with bare hands, the miraculous ability to breathe fire, or the powerful force of suppressing the Devouring Toad with a single punch, all of these things filled Xiaoshan with awe.

"With the food provided by Fifth Brother, the tribesmen should be able to get through this winter safely and without worrying about starving to death."

"Once I learn how to forge weapons, Fifth Brother, and how to create divine treasures myself, our tribe will definitely become stronger and safer than ever before!"

"If Mother knew, she would be so happy!"

"What a pity about the leaves and the hunting bow! It's all my fault. I really should have gone out to find prey myself."

Along the way, Xiaoshan talked excitedly, introducing his people, his wise and powerful mother, his gentle and capable wife, and his children who had already shown the talent of beast warriors.

Even the shadow of a companion's death could not overshadow this heart overflowing with joy.

But what Xiaoshan didn't know was...

Just as he was leading Lu Wenwu toward the tribe, the Qingcao tribe was facing a major crisis.

(End of this chapter)