webnovelfull Chapter 547: Lord Ancestor Sacrifice
Chapter 547: Lord Ancestor Sacrifice
In the snow-covered wilderness, a group of powerful figures suddenly blocked the way, which surprised Chen Futu.
The middle-aged man at the head of the group was actually a Martial Saint, and the group of young people behind him all had the strength of Martial Venerables or even Cloud-Piercing Realm.
Chen Futu stopped Dian Wei, who was about to draw his twin halberds and was ready to fight, and said, "We come from the Central Plains, but we have no ill intentions."
"How could people from the Central Plains possibly obtain the Ice Tribe?"
Middle-aged people can't understand it. Logically speaking, it would be almost impossible for people from the Central Plains to come across the vast grasslands.
Chen Futu didn't hide anything and briefly explained the situation outside.
"What? The Central Plains people have attacked! The royal court is utterly useless!"
"Yeah, what are the Eight Divisions of the Grasslands good for!"
The young people were discussing among themselves when the middle-aged man waved his hand to stop them. He then looked Chen Futu up and down and said, "You should leave. The Ice Clan does not belong to the grasslands. As long as the Central Plains does not provoke us, we will not join the war."
"We have come here only to ask for medicine, and we hope you will do us a favor."
"Just leave when I tell you to, stop wasting your breath!"
The young people were xenophobic, glaring at each other as if they wanted to kill someone.
Chen Futu sighed. Reasoning with these guys wouldn't work, so he gave Dian Wei a look and whispered, "Watch your tone."
"Don't worry, my lord, I won't kill them!"
Dian Wei, like a mountain of flesh, stepped forward and stood still, while Chen Futu and the others retreated to a distance.
The middle-aged man smiled coldly at Dian Wei, wanting to fight him to establish his authority.
As a result, Dian Wei roared, his armor was covered in lava, and the entire area was baptized by the energy of ice and fire, which was extremely dazzling.
There's not much to say about this battle. Dian Wei is now the Ancient Evil One, with the strength of a Saint King, and his body is made of clay. He can kill one person with one punch. Even the middle-aged man, who is a Martial Saint, couldn't withstand his lava fist and was punched into the ice layer.
Dian Wei held back; otherwise, that punch would have either killed or seriously injured the opponent.
"So strong!"
Seeing the middle-aged man being subdued, the young people lay on the ice in astonishment.
Ha Zhenzhen and Mu Deqiang hadn't expected Dian Wei to be so powerful, but unfortunately they couldn't see through his cultivation level.
"You dare to challenge my young master with such weak strength? If it weren't for his mercy, I would have punched you to death."
Dian Wei's fists clashed, producing a metallic clang that made everyone dizzy.
"Damn it, how could my Ice Clan be afraid of you!"
The middle-aged man, covered in dust and dirt, rushed out from under the ice, glaring at Dian Wei, ready to fight again.
At this moment, an old voice suddenly came, "Stop, Ice Witch, please invite our distinguished guest in for a chat."
Upon hearing the sound, the group of people opposite immediately lowered their heads and dared not cause any more trouble.
Wen Ruyu transmitted her voice, "Holy Emperor, that old guy who just spoke is very strong. I feel he is at least a Saint King."
"System, who is this person?"
[The Ice Clan's Ancestral Sacrifice, at the Great Sage Level]
"I ran into the Great Sage while I was out looking for medicinal herbs. My luck is just too bad."
Chen Futu said that, but he wasn't afraid.
As a being created by fusing two pieces of clay, Dian Wei, while not as monstrous as Xiao Bai's combat power fluctuations, could still hold his own against the Great Sage.
And so, led by the Ice Witch, the group entered the Ice Clan's territory.
The Ice Clan was indeed not as simple as they had imagined. What appeared to be a dilapidated and deserted village was actually shrouded in array patterns. Once inside, it was a completely different world. Huge stone buildings stood on both sides of the street, and people dressed in Central Plains attire were active all around, making it seem like they had arrived in a Central Plains town. There were even their own small merchants, and they all seemed to be having a great time.
Moreover, the heavy stone house seemed to have been carved out as a whole, and there were traces of wind and snow on it, making the temperature higher than outside.
"What an amazing people."
Wen Ruyu was quite knowledgeable. This clan was as mysterious as the Baiye clan, unknown to the outside world, and lived a much better life than the Baiye clan.
"nice one!"
Sun Simiao, who had been mostly silent the whole way, suddenly rushed into a nearby shop.
Chen Futu followed curiously, and the Ice Witch had no choice but to follow as well.
This is a herbal medicine shop, but the herbs inside are different from those in the Central Plains. Chen Futu is skilled in alchemy and can sense their medicinal properties.
Seeing Sun Simiao's excitement, Chen Futu asked the Ice Witch, "How much?"
"You can exchange it for grain or other substances."
Ice Witch's reply greatly surprised Chen Futu; he hadn't expected that this place still used the most primitive form of bartering.
“Our tribe is special. Gold and silver are useless to us. The scarcest things in this harsh land are food and cloth.”
"Coincidentally, we did bring quite a lot of supplies with us."
"really?"
The Ice Witch didn't discover what Chen Futu and his group were carrying.
Little did they know that Chen Futu's system space contained a considerable amount of the monthly mall supplies he had previously looted, a wide variety of items.
Next, to the astonishment of the group, Chen Futu conjured up three thousand catties of grains and some fruits and vegetables out of thin air.
Upon seeing this, the medicine shop owner grinned from ear to ear and immediately packed up a large quantity of medicinal herbs for Sun Simiao, emptying the entire medicine shop.
Sun Simiao then raided another herbal medicine shop, and Chen Futu paid the same price for the supplies.
Wen Ruyu felt so sour her teeth were about to fall out. She knew these were medicinal herbs unique to the tundra, but unfortunately she had no supplies. All she could do was send a soft, tearful message through her red eyes: "Your Majesty, could you lend me some grain?"
"No, Master Wen, a dignified Martial Saint, borrowing my grain, isn't that shameful?"
"I……"
Wen Ruyu was speechless. The Holy Emperor was too shameless.
Who the hell in the world has storage devices? Probably only quasi-emperors do, since it involves spatial laws, a forbidden area that ordinary saints, and even ancient saints, cannot touch.
When the Ice Witch saw that Chen Futu could produce food out of thin air, he instantly became much more humble. The group of youths following behind him also changed their arrogant attitude and lowered their heads, remaining silent as if they were trembling with fear.
The fact that they can produce a spatial treasure indicates an incredibly powerful background. The Ice Clan would never dare to mess with them, which explains why the Ancestral Master personally conveyed the message to let them pass.
Ha Zhenzhen and Mu Deqiang also showed their awe. Although they were weak, they understood some of the taboo rules. The fact that this young master Qin could take out a spatial treasure meant that there was a quasi-emperor behind Great Xia. No wonder Great Xia was able to sweep across the world in a short period of time and even destroyed the ancient palace. Now that Great Xia is sweeping across the grasslands, isn't this bullying?
As they pondered, a portly old man suddenly appeared before them. He was bald, with a white beard, and carried a cane with a gourd hanging from it.
As soon as he arrived, everyone, from the Ice Witch and others to the clansmen on the street, bowed their heads and respectfully addressed him as "Grand Ancestral Priest."
The old man chuckled and greeted Chen Futu with great enthusiasm: "I'm sorry, young master, I was delayed by something just now. Please forgive me."
After these words were spoken, the street fell into a deathly silence.