C3 Emissary of the Mount Li Clan

Chu Feng lowered his head and looked at his lower abdomen. Suddenly, he felt something in his Dantian tremble slightly. In the same room, the stone tablet on the village altar flashed and a blurry dragon's shadow disappeared. However, it instantly returned to its ancient appearance, which didn't attract anyone's attention. However, Chu Yunxi took in the entire scene.

"Associated Bronze Clock!"

Chu Feng was surprised. In the past two months, this kind of abnormality would often happen in his Dantian. Before, he didn't understand the situation in his body, but now, he knew that the Associated Bronze Clock was trembling.

Chu Feng couldn't think of any other way to trigger the silent bloodline. The Associated Bronze Clock was his only hope. This bell was created to accompany him, and was connected by blood. It definitely was not an ordinary object, and perhaps it truly did possess a miraculous ability!

At that moment, a few figures appeared on a small path outside the village. The one in the lead was a skinny old man with a black beard. His eyes were bright, and behind him were two young men in their twenties.

"Emissaries have arrived at our village. This old man and the others have not come to our village to welcome you. Please do not blame us, envoys!" Old Village Head led the men in the village out of the village quickly to welcome the old man and the two young men with reverence.

"En, you are this Yuan Loong Ancient Village's village head?" The old man in the lead glanced at the village chief, then he started to size up the ancient village. His gaze quickly fell on the sacrificial altar in the center of the village and he continued to size up the broken stone tablet on the altar.

"Lord Envoy, this old man Long Ze is the village chief." The village chief respectfully replied. He was an old man with a head full of white hair and a face full of wrinkles. With that, he looked at the two sturdy men beside him and introduced, "This is our village's hunting squadron leader …"

"Alright, I understand. It's my usual business to be here today." The old man nodded. He didn't even look at the two men and said, "In these past few years, has your village had any outstanding juniors? If your potential is not weak and you have the chance to be chosen by us, you will be greatly nurtured when you head to the Lee Mountain Clan Headquarters in the future. "

When the village chief heard this, he pointed to a group of children in the middle of the village and said, "Senior envoys, all of the younger generations of our village are gathered here."

"Thirteen years old, five thousand Jin of strength per arm?" A smile appeared on the face of the youth behind the elder. Shaking his head, he said, "Too weak. He can't be considered as someone with potential. It would be hard to find a genius like him in a village like this."

The two middle-aged men next to the village chief were startled. They opened their mouths to argue, but were stopped by the village chief. As for the skinny old man with the black beard, he brought the two young men and walked towards the center of the village.

It was the first time that Snot Baby, Er Huzi and the others saw someone from the Lee Mountain Clan s. Seeing their well-dressed, cold faces, they were both envious and angry at the same time. However, for the sake of the village's future, for the sake of being able to catch the attention of the Lee Mountain Clan people, they still tried their best to show themselves.

"Hah!"

Er Huzi had extraordinary strength. He reached out and grabbed the edge of the Stone Cylinder, then pierced both of his arms. With a loud roar, the Stone Cylinder flew off the ground, and very quickly, it was lifted above his head.

Boom!

Er Huzi held the Stone Cylinder in his hands and walked forward. His footsteps were like a mountain shaking the earth, causing the entire village to shake. With each step he took, he left a shallow footprint on the ground.

The coldness of the people from Lee Mountain Clan had provoked Er Huzi. He wanted to fight for the village and let them know that his village was not as terrible as they said it was. He also wanted to prove that he had a strong physique and that his strength was as strong as a thousand kilograms.

"Ugh …" The skinny old man from the Lee Mountain Clan let out a light hum and said: "This Stone Cylinder is at least ten thousand kilograms. At thirteen years old, at merely the peak of the Second Sky of Refinement Realm, it already possesses this kind of power. It's just that for us, a great power like the Lee Mountain Clan, this kind of junior is like a crucian carp crossing the river, countless. "

With a loud bang, Er Huzi put down the Stone Cylinder above his head. The powerful impact shook the ground a few more times, causing dust to fly into the air. The words of the Lee Mountain Clan envoy was a huge blow to him. He desperately tried to prove himself, but in the end, he was still looked down upon.

"Forget it, it looks like we won't be able to choose anyone from your village. In this area of several hundred kilometers, in every village, only the Chai Village has produced a little genius that can enter our eyes." The voice of the Lee Mountain Clan's old envoy was cold. He then looked towards the village chief and said: "Right, the line between you and Chai Village has to be changed. Retreat five kilometers, and then we will divide again."

Old Village Head and the two middle-aged men's expressions changed. From generation to generation, Yuan Loong Ancient Village had guarded the surrounding area for several tens of kilometers, relying on hunting for a living. However, there were almost no large sized beasts within ten miles of the village. Every time they hunted, they would have to travel more than ten miles outside of the village.

It could also be said that the village's hunting grounds were only a mere fifteen kilometers. If they were to retreat another fifteen kilometers, it would be much more difficult to hunt them down in the future, and the entire village might not be able to obtain enough food because of this.

"Sir Envoy, you can't do this, our village's hunting area is only 30 miles …" The Village Chief was furious, but he could not show it. The two middle-aged men beside him clenched their fists.

"This matter is settled. You don't need to say anything else. Just do as I say." The Lee Mountain Clan elder looked cold and indifferent, then said: "I am doing this for the good of your village, and today there are descendants in the Chai Village that we have set our eyes on. If you do not do as I say, you will inevitably have conflicts with them in the future.

In the village, everyone who heard this were furious, but in front of the Lee Mountain Clan's envoy, no one dared to say anything. There were only about a hundred or so people in the Yuan Loong Ancient Village, but there were tens of thousands of people in the Lee Mountain Clan.

The village chief still wanted to say something, but the three emissaries from Lee Mountain Clan stopped talking. All of them turned their attention to the broken stone tablet in the middle of the square altar.

"I have long heard that there is a broken stone tablet within the Yuan Loong Ancient Village. On it are carvings of ancient runes and indistinct patterns. The rumors are true." A young emissary muttered to himself, and then said, "But I just can't see anything special about this broken stone tablet."

"I also feel that it's just an ordinary stone tablet. It's just that the runes and patterns on it have been eroded by time and become blurry." Another young emissary spoke as he walked forward. He walked up the altar towards the broken stone tablet and said, "Even some of the elders of the clan have said that this tablet has secrets. Why don't we pull it out and bring it back to the clan for further study?"

"You can't!" The entire village was shocked and angry. Old Village Head immediately cried out in surprise, "Envoy, you can't! This tablet has been worshipped and worshipped for generations by our village. It is also our totem. You can't take it away with you!"

"Hmm?" The young emissary who had stepped onto the altar and was reaching out his hand to pull out the stone tablet suddenly turned around. His eyes were like sharp blades, and a cold light flashed as he stared at Old Village Head. A cold killing intent instantly filled the air.

"Forget it, Ziegler, come down quickly. This tablet has been passed down in the Yuan Loong Ancient Village for generations, and for all these years, no one has ever touched it. There is a reason behind it. The skinny old man from the Lee Mountain Clan stopped the young envoy, looked at Old Village Head and said: "Long Ze, we are here for another matter. I heard that a mother and her son came here four years ago.

"This …" Old Village Head's heart skipped a beat. He didn't know why the skinny old man would ask about Chu Feng and his son, but he could only answer honestly, "Replying to the envoy, this is the reason."

"Where do they live?"

"It's in the hut over there." Old Village Head pointed at the cottage at the edge of the village that was surrounded by a small bamboo forest. His heart began to worry as he asked, "I wonder how the emissary knows about that mother and son pair. Do you have any business with them?"

"That's not something you should ask!" The old envoy glanced at Old Village Head lightly, then he brought the two young envoys to the hut where Chu Feng lived and said, "None of you are allowed to follow me, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."

Inside the small cottage, Chu Feng was standing beside Chu Yunxi. He was quite surprised to see the three messengers of Lee Mountain Clan walking towards them. He raised his pale face to Chu Yunxi and asked, "Mother, how did they know about us?"

Chu Yunxi didn't answer him. She nudged him and said, "Feng, go to the inner room."

"Mother …" Chu Feng looked at Chu Yunxi with concern and said, "Feng is staying here with you."

"Listen to me. Mom and I are old friends, and we're just here to catch up. Hurry up and go to the inner room."

"Yes."

Chu Feng didn't insist on staying. When he just entered the inner room, the three emissaries had already arrived outside the hut.

"I, Li Ben, have come to pay my respects to Fairy Chu."

"Come in."

The door creaked as it was pushed open from the outside. The old envoy led the two young envoys into the small hut, while Chu Yunxi sat on the bamboo chair at the top of the hut and looked at them indifferently: "Was it Lee Mountain or Li Shu who let you come?"

"Hehe, Fairy Chu, it's been four years since we last met, and you're questioning me right after we've met. Is this your way of treating your guest?" The skinny old man Li Ben pulled over a bamboo chair and sat down: "Fairy Maiden, that year, you left without saying goodbye, causing the Patriarch and the others to worry so much that they searched for two years before finding any trace of you two. Today, this old man and the others have come to Yuan Loong Ancient Village to visit you, it was just to pass that they were able to find you."

Chu Yunxi indifferently looked at Li Ben and the two young emissaries. A fiery light flashed in the depths of her beautiful eyes as she said: "Judging from your casual actions after entering the room, it should be because Li Shu let you come. Now that you see that I'm not as weak as you imagined, are you disappointed?"

The muscles on the old man's face tensed up, but then he smiled and said, "Fairy Chu, don't misunderstand, it's not what you think. However, Fairy Chu should also understand that this world does not accept outsiders. After six years, your divine power has been suppressed too much.

"That's right, Fairy Chu. Our Lee Mountain Clan is something to you guys as well. Why don't you give us the Divine Scripture? Furthermore, we can protect you after your divine power has been completely suppressed, and more importantly, we can protect that crippled child with a crippled body. " A young messenger from Lee Mountain Clan took up the topic, his words carrying some threatening intent.