The Emperor is Above

Chapter 216 You are too weak

The Wangmang Fish King had a look of grief, with a hint of death in his eyes.

Qing Yi knew that he couldn't continue this topic, otherwise his severely injured body would soon collapse.

He immediately changed the subject and said, "Panshe Gong is only one of the twelve priests of the Black Wind Tribe. He has twenty Wangmang clan giant warriors under his command. I wonder how many Wangmang clan members there are in the Black Wind Tribe?"

Wangmang Fish King pondered for a long time before slowly replying, “For more than 20 years, the Black Wind Tribe has been plundering members of the Wangmang clan, forcing those aged 18 to 60 to become slave warriors.

Currently, the Black Wind Tribe controls at least 500 Wangmang clan giant warriors, and if all the Wangmang clan members are added together, there are almost 2,000 of them. "

"Two thousand people? The Black Wind Tribe is just a settlement of barbarians, but they control so many members of the Wangmang clan!" Jiang Ji at the side couldn't help but cover her mouth and cried out.
"Twenty years ago when I was in Weidu, I heard that a hundred years ago, the Western Wasteland lord Bo Xiguohou had a ceremonial guard of a hundred giants. The Western Wasteland lords were shocked and looked at him with awe, and dared not disobey him.

I didn't expect that the Black Wind Tribe actually had 2,000 Wangmang clan members, and as many as 500 Wangmang clan giant warriors. It was really shocking."

"Your Highness, you don't know!" Wang Mangyu King smiled bitterly and shook his head, "These are the loot that the Black Wind Tribe has looted from Chongguo, Liuguo, Luguo, Daiguo, Linguo, Yiguo, Guguo and nearly ten other Northern Wilderness vassal states over the past twenty years.

There are only less than two thousand people, but they come from more than fifty Wangmang clan giant settlements. It can be said that 30% of the Wangmang clan members in the entire Northern Wilderness are controlled by them.

In addition, the giant tribe living in the Western Wilds, according to the elders’ word of mouth, should be the Kuafu giants, and they are not the same tribe as our Wangmang giants. "

After Wang Mang Fish King finished talking to Jiang Ji, he turned around and explained to Qing Yi: “Although the Wang Mang clan members do not understand the practice of cultivation, their physical strength alone is better than that of ordinary fifth-grade warriors. The Black Wind Tribe’s high priest is interested in this.

They forcibly abducted members of the Wangmang clan as slave warriors, in an attempt to have us charge into battle for them, fight for them, and intimidate the rebellious wild folk settlements.

Our people have been abducted by them, our relatives have died tragically, and we have been persecuted day and night. How can we be willing to work for them? Over the years, hundreds of people have been killed while fleeing or resisting.

However, over the past decade or so, there have been at least dozens of riots among the tribesmen, killing many Black Wind priests and totem warriors, causing headaches for the entire Black Wind tribe. "

Speaking of the damage caused to the Black Wind Tribe, Wang Mang Fish King was very excited, but soon he became depressed and said: "Unfortunately, five years ago, the Black Wind Tribe's chief priest created a soul curse restriction.

The souls of all adult members of the Wangmang clan are cursed. Once they become enemies with the Black Wind Tribe, or escape from the Black Wind Tribe's control, the curse restrictions in their souls will be activated.

After the curse is triggered, the lucky ones will die quietly in their sleep without much pain, but the unlucky ones will starve to death without food for dozens of days, and the worse ones may bleed from all seven orifices and die in pain. "

Qing Yi frowned when he heard this, glanced at the other eleven Wangmang giants who were still sleeping, and asked uneasily:
"Could it be that the reason these people haven't woken up yet is not just because of their serious injuries? But the reason is that the Black Wind Tribe's soul curse has already taken effect?"

"Maybe, after all, I don't understand the reason behind this!"

Wangmang Fish King sighed and said, "Even if we use such a vicious soul curse to control the tribesmen and force them to agree to fight to the death for the Black Wind Tribe, the Black Wind Tribe Priest Group still doesn't trust us.

In recent years, all the giant warriors of the Wangmang clan have been reorganized. Each team of giant warriors comes from a different settlement. This is to prevent everyone from forming groups and to make better use of their families to control us.

Your Excellency did not resent me for following the Black Wind Tribe's Panshegong to attack the Lonely Hill Fengtu this time, but instead took great pains to treat me with many top-grade spiritual medicines, which made me feel grateful and guilty. I wish I could meet you sooner and join your army to die for you, but unfortunately, with the Black Wind Tribe's soul curse, even if I can heal my injuries, I will still die miserably within a few dozen days."

"Uncle Fish King, we finally got together, how could you bear to leave me!" Wang Mang Qubing burst into tears again, hugging the giant's thick arms and crying.
"Now my grandfather and uncle have been killed by the Black Wind Tribe, and my father and mother are missing. Apart from my brother Qi Ji and brother Qing Yi, you are my only relative."

"Oh, silly child!"

Wang Mang Fish King touched Wang Mang Qubing's head with a bitter look on his face and comforted him softly, "Silly child, it is natural for people to be born, grow old, get sick and die. I just died a few decades earlier.

What's more, you were persecuted and separated by the Black Wind Tribe earlier, and it is a surprise enough for us to meet each other again now. If your parents knew that you were taken care of by Lord Guqiu Yi, they would also be happy.

Even if I die in the future, you must follow Lord Guqiu Yi with peace of mind. Serving him will give you a chance to avenge yourself."

"Uuuuuu——"

Wang Mang Qubing cried even harder this time, and his surging tears made the animal skin blanket on Wang Mang Fish King's body wet. Even the older Wang Mang Qi Ji was secretly wiping tears, after all, he couldn't even see his family.

Qing Yi was in a heavy mood. He really wanted to help these giant warriors of the Wangmang clan lift the curse, but the mystery of the power of their souls left him helpless.

Even Jiang Ji, who was well-versed in pharmacist studies, said she was helpless in the face of the problem, which made Qing Yi feel discouraged.

At this time, Pan Qing suggested again in his mind: "The method of soul curse is the most mysterious and profound power. It is so elusive that I don't have any good way to deal with it.

But Sister Qingluo has a deep understanding of the power of the soul. You can wait a few days to enter the Divine Lord's Spirit Realm and ask her for advice. Maybe you can find a solution."

Hearing Pan Qing's words, Qing Yi was pleasantly surprised at first, and then asked in his mind, puzzled: "Pan Qing, at the beginning of the year, you were very unhappy when you were forced to follow me, and you rarely paid attention to me unless it was absolutely necessary. Why have you been so proactive in giving me advice so often recently?"

Looking back at the beginning of the year, Pan Qing was not only unwilling to follow, she even wanted to train Qing Yi to death, but I forgot when her attitude gradually changed.

There was silence in my mind for a long time before Pan Qing's voice rang out again: "At first, I was indeed unwilling to follow you. After all, you were too weak to help me fulfill my wish.

But now seeing how fast you are growing and your character, I have new hope for you and will do my best to help you become stronger quickly.

Don't worry that I will use any conditions to blackmail you and make you do something that is impossible or against your nature. Just come and help me when you have the ability in the future."

Qing Yi naturally agreed to Pan Qing's request without hesitation, as it was not a big deal. However, Qing Luo, the witch, might not be as easy to talk to as Pan Qing, which made Qing Yi feel uneasy.

Thinking of this, Qing Yi comforted Wang Mang Qubing and Wang Mang Fish King with a few words, and then waited until the first day of October to prepare to enter the God's spiritual realm again.

(End of this chapter)