Hearing the vendor’s words, Xu Zii slightly furrowed his brows and said, "Can you be more specific?"
"There’s a family in the south of the city, a little girl lives there.
I watched her grow up, and she often ca here to eat my wontons," the vendor said on his own.
"That little girl has always been an orphan, but recently, parents have appeared.
And that little girl doesn’t co to eat my wontons anymore."
"Who dares eat your wontons," Ji Ruobing muttered softly, glancing at the corpse of Qin Luo beside her.
"I understand," Xu Zii pondered for a mont and finally nodded.
He proceeded directly to the south of the city with Ji Ruobing.
"Do you believe him?" Ji Ruobing asked.
"Whether I believe him or not, we’ll know once we get there," Xu Zii replied.
The south of the city was sowhat barren.
The ground was full of weeds, and it seed that the people living here were mostly from the lowest tier of this city.
Tents of various kinds could be seen on both sides of the road, with disheveled people lying inside.
In an alley on one side, beggars dressed in tatters and ragged clothes struggled to sleep in groups.
The city seed to have a hundred different facets.
You could see different things in each district.
The two arrived in the south of the city, as ntioned by the vendor, and found the so-called courtyard.
The courtyard was very old, with surrounding earthen walls that had collapsed in places.
"Let’s go in and have a look," Xu Zii said.
He knocked on the door and, before long, the courtyard door opened.
The door was opened by a little girl.
Dressed in a simple coarse white shirt with two small braids on either side, her face seed dust-covered.
"Do you need anything?" the little girl asked with confusion.
"Little girl, are your family mbers ho?" Xu Zii asked.
"Daddy, soone is looking for you," the little girl shouted into the house.
Just then, a "coming" was heard, and soon a middle-aged man in a deep blue long shirt walked out.
The man looked ordinary and showed no signs of being unusual.
"Who are you?" the man frowned and asked.
"Oh, we are Orderers under the Wood War God, the master of destruction," Ji Ruobing quickly answered.
"We are here on a mission to investigate the Form Blood Beast escape incident."
"What does that have to do with us?" the man asked sowhat nervously.
"Sobody disclosed your connection with the Form Blood Beast, so we specifically ca to investigate," Ji Ruobing said indifferently.
"Sirs, please investigate clearly," the man quickly explained.
"These days, the city is not peaceful, and we don’t even manage to leave our house; how would we know anything about the Form Blood Beast."
"More talk is of no use; we will investigate, and if there is nothing, naturally we won’t trouble you folks," Ji Ruobing said.
The man hesitated for a mont and eventually nodded.
He said, "Please co in, sir."
Walking into the house, Xu Zii slightly furrowed his brows.
The little girl who received them and the man showed no abnormalities.
The courtyard was quite austere.
A coughing sound ca from a room inside the house.
"Old Dong, has soone co?"
Upon hearing the voice, the man quickly explained: "This is my wife, she is seriously ill and inconvenient to et people; I hope the sir will understand."
"Let’s go see," Xu Zii said.
Entering the inner room, a strong dicinal sll assaulted the senses, very pungent.
On the table inside was a just simred dicine pot, and the bed held a woman covered entirely with a blanket.
"My friend here is a doctor, and as the saying goes, a doctor has the heart of a parent. Let her have a look at your wife," Xu Zii said to the man with a smile.
"Perhaps there might be so miraculous effect."
"Then I thank you, my lord," the man hesitated for a mont, but eventually nodded.
Ji Ruobing gave Xu Zii a glance and then slowly walked towards the woman.
"Ma’am, please stretch out your hand," Ji Ruobing said.
"That would trouble the beautiful lady," a strange voice ca from the quilt, followed by a green claw sweeping past in front of Ji Ruobing.
Aiming directly at her eyes.
Ji Ruobing coldly snorted, seemingly prepared, as she swiftly retreated.
With a loud "bang," the next mont, the room’s door closed, and the quilt was flung away, revealing a fully green creature standing up.
This creature was grotesquely shaped with a shiny, oily green skin, resembling the legendary goblin.
Its ears were similar to those of elves, sharp and elongated, bald-headed with ripples on the top.
Both eyes were pure white, with a hawkish nose and hooked beak.
"You all should die," the goblin angrily stated.
Suddenly, four goblin-like creatures jumped down from the ridge beam of the room.
anwhile, the little girl and the man, who had been scared into trembling, hid to one side.
"Is this what a Form Blood Beast looks like?" Ji Ruobing curiously asked.
"They are not Form Blood Beasts," Xu Zii shook his head gravely.
He had never personally seen a real Form Blood Beast before.
But previously on the Northern Continent, he had seen so leftover patterns at the ruins of the Jiang Family, who were the guardians of the Form Blood Space on the Northern Continent, just like the Sword Immortal, Jiang Yun himself.
Though Form Blood Beasts differed in shape, they shared one thing: they used the power of the Form God.
It was a distinct power from the dying days of the Mythical Era.
Like the gods of the Mythical Era, who all possessed Divine Power.
But these green creatures before them rely transford ordinary Spiritual Energy into their power, hardly comparable to the lords of the late Twilight of the Gods era.
"Who exactly are you?" Xu Zii frowned and asked.
"Your superior has co, and yet you ask who we are?" the creature said coldly.
"You’ve disrupted our tribe’s ceremony; do you know what the consequences are?"
"What tribe are you?" Xu Zii continued to inquire.
The creature did not respond but slowly raised its hands.
These hands were different from ordinary creatures.
Most creatures had five fingers of differing lengths.
But the creature had six fingers, all roughly the sa in length.
Having seen quite a bit of the world, Ji Ruobing pondered for a mont, then exclaid in astonishnt, "Are you from the Six-Fingered Tribe?"
"Oh, so there’s soone who knows this na," the creature glanced at Ji Ruobing indifferently.
It snorted coldly, "But how could those lowly, blood-muddled offshoots of the Six-Fingered Tribe compare to us.
We are the authentic Mountain God Tribe."
"Mountain God Tribe?" Xu Zii shook his head slightly.
"I’ve never heard of it."
He wasn’t much of a reader, mostly indifferent to things other than his interests.
With three thousand tribes in the world, how could he rember them all?
"Mountain God Tribe," Ji Ruobing gasped.
Tentatively, she asked, "The ceremony you ntioned, were you just worshiping the Mountain God?"
"What else did you think?" the creature said sowhat angrily.
"But because of your arrival, I had to stop the worship."
Hearing the creature’s words, Ji Ruobing carefully tugged on Xu Zii’s clothes, whispering, "This might be a misunderstanding."
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