433: Chapter 91 Senhai Source Realm_1 433: Chapter 91 Senhai Source Realm_1 Having heard thus far, Jiang Wang had begun to understand sowhat.
The Dragon God was the deity worshipped by Qing Qishu and Qing Jiuye, the so-called Holy Tribe, who even believed this deity to be the only true god.
And he had been taken for a ssenger of the Dragon God.
From their words, one could infer that the “Dragon God” must have existed for certain, and there had also been precedents of selecting ssengers to co to the world of Forest Sea, but it was unknown why it had fallen into slumber.
The point of ti when it fell into slumber was a thousand years ago.
In addition, the “Holy Tribe” hailing from Qing Qishu and Qing Jiuye within this so-called Forest Sea Source Realm was not the only Human Race.
Perhaps they held a higher status among their tribes or had been protected by the “Dragon God”, thus called the “Holy Tribe”.
However, for so reason, after the “Holy Tribe” stopped explorations, they seldom ca into contact with other Human Races anymore, even coming to believe that the other Human Races outside of their own had been exterminated.
From this information, one could deduce that there must be so danger existing within the Forest Sea Source Realm.
It was precisely this danger that made the “Holy Tribe” cease their explorations and also due to this danger that the “Holy Tribe” believed there was a possibility that the other Human Races in the Forest Sea Source Realm had been wiped out.
This “danger” was likely related to what Qing Qishu ntioned as “Yan Xiao”.
Moreover, the rules of “hunting each other” passed down by the “Holy Tribe” were probably inseparable from it.
But it was unknown what this “Yan Xiao” was.
Whether it was an individual, so evil deity or monster, or so other bizarre entity or phenonon.
“Yan Xiao…
what is it?” Jiang Wang asked.
Even the relatively detached Qing Qishu did not reply; to them, it clearly was a taboo that should not even be ntioned.
anwhile, Qing Jiuye turned over his short bow, securing it along his forearm, and tucked his wooden arrow behind himself, with an arrow quiver slanted over his lower back.
“Outsider, how should you be addressed?” He had clearly made up his mind.
“Uh, just call Zhang Linchuan.” Jiang Wang said.
It wasn’t that he lied for the sake of lying, but rather due to the caution against this unfamiliar world.
There were so curses and disdainful techniques that could be cast just by knowing one’s na.
This cultivation system in the Forest Sea Source Realm seed to be quite different, and there could be certain thods beyond his imagination.
Especially now that it was known that Zhang Linchuan was a ssenger of the Bone Tao, using his na ca without any burden.
If he truly got cursed or disdained, it would actually be a good thing.
“Such a diocre surna, and the na is very common too.” Qing Qishu, recovering so of his spirit, was being loud and disparaging again.
“Don’t say that,” countered Qing Jiuye: “No matter how diocre the surna, great individuals can erge.
Even from the grandest of legacies, so weaklings remain diocre all their lives.
Since the ssenger has been chosen by the Dragon God, he has risen above inferiority and gained nobility.”
This exchange between the two of them sounded rather awkward, no matter how one listened.
Although the latter seed to be giving praise.
It was a deeply ingrained arrogance, impossible to hide in their words, about the superiority of their own tribe.
Probably to them, any surna not starting with “Qing” was diocre.
Jiang Wang didn’t say a word, letting them enjoy their own contentnt.
“Zhang Linchuan,” Qing Jiuye said earnestly, “I now represent the Holy Tribe in bestowing upon you the honor to go to the Divine Shade Land.
If your identity as the Dragon God’s envoy can be confird, you will gain the friendship of the Holy Tribe.”
Jiang Wang said, “I think I need to understand more before I can make a decision.”
Qing Jiuye thought for a mont: “Perhaps you being new to the Forest Sea Source Realm, do not realize how fortunate it is to be invited to the Divine Shade Land.
In the entire Forest Sea Source Realm, it is the only safe haven.”
“What dangers are there?
Those worse than Hidden Snake?”
“Aye!” Qing Qishu had gotten up by now, still clutching his chest: “Although the land of Hidden Snake is terrible, our Holy Tribe samurai often venture there to hunt.
Outsider, you know nothing of the true dangers of the Forest Sea Source Realm!”
His wounded knee had already healed at this mont; the speed of recovery was truly frightening.
With a smile that was not quite a smile, Jiang Wang looked at him: “If you think I am your Dragon God’s ssenger, shouldn’t you show a bit more respect?”
Qing Jiyu said, “It has been a thousand years without such a phenonon, could there really be miracles in this world?
Frankly, I don’t believe you are so Dragon God envoy, and neither does Qing Qishu.
He is rely afraid of having his head cut off and is projecting his faint hope onto you.
So, don’t expect the great Holy Tribe to treat you with absolute reverence and deference.”
“Eh!” Qing Qishu was furious, “Jiyu, do you think of as a coward in your heart?”
Qing Jiyu responded directly, “Yes.”
Ignoring Qing Qishu’s frustrated gestures, Jiang Wang asked with interest, “Then why do you still invite to the Divine Shade Land?”
Qing Jiyu was silent for a while before saying, “Although I’m not entirely convinced that a Dragon God envoy still exists, I want to give myself a chance.”
Qing Qishu’s expression softened, and for once, he didn’t retort.
Jiang Wang thought carefully about the pros and cons, not easily taking anyone’s word for it, “Then, if I am not really a Dragon God envoy, isn’t going to your Divine Shade Land recklessly very dangerous?”
He had so confidence in handling these two “Holy Tribe” samurai.
But the Divine Shade Land was certain to be filled with the entire “Holy Tribe,” and with such an unclear situation between friends and foes, he dared not claim that he could break through everything.
Even Transcendent beings of the Inner Mansion Realm had fallen in the Secret Realm of the Seven Star Tower.
“Ignorance in the extre!” Qing Qishu snorted coldly, “Since Jiyu has invited you in the na of the Holy Tribe, you will be able to share his Divine Shade.”
“What exactly is this ‘Divine Shade’?” Jiang Wang was not annoyed by his attitude.
From their brief interaction, it seed that Qing Jiyu was relatively calm, traditional, and resolute, whereas Qing Qishu was arrogant, boastful, and liked to show off, but neither were truly malevolent.
“Divine Shade is the grace given to the Holy Tribe by the Dragon God, a kind of qualification.
Only with the Dragon God’s permission can one enter the Divine Shade Land.” Qing Jiyu explained, “If I share my Divine Shade with you and you die, I will lose my Divine Shade.”
“As a mber of the Holy Tribe,” Qing Qishu added, “the consequence of losing the Divine Shade…
is death.”
“Losing Divine Shade ans death?
Is it impossible to survive outside the Divine Shade Land?” Jiang Wang pressed on.
“Outside the Divine Shade Land, survival isn’t necessarily impossible, since many a Human Race settlent used to live there.
But for the Holy Tribe, losing Divine Shade ans losing power.”
Qing Jiyu didn’t finish his sentence, but the aning was quite clear.
In a dangerous place like the Forest Sea Source Realm, the result of losing power was indeed no different from death.
Could the Transcendent power system of the “Holy Tribe” be related to Divine Shade?
No wonder they revered the Dragon God as the sole true Deity.
Thus, the risk Qing Jiyu was taking to invite Jiang Wang to the Divine Shade Land to verify his identity as a Dragon God envoy was imnse.
One just didn’t know if this kind of “sacrifice” was on account of Qing Qishu or if there were deeper reasons behind it.
Especially since he himself wasn’t certain Jiang Wang was the Dragon God envoy and even harbored doubts, such a gamble required particular courage.
Because it was what rational people would call a “foolish” bet, made in a lucid state.
Jiang Wang began to speak, “I also want to know…”
“Can we talk as we walk?” Qing Jiyu suddenly looked up and interrupted, “It’s about to get dark; we cannot spend the night outside.”
“Why?” Jiang Wang asked if he didn’t understand.
“You’d die.”
Simple, decisive, and taken for granted.
The sparse light falling through the forest leaves suggested that it was still dayti in this world.
The Forest Sea Source Realm was always dim, but Qing Jiyu’s words suddenly made it feel especially cold and dreary.
It was as if many indescribable horrors would descend with the onset of the period known as “night,” engulfing this place.
The night…
What would happen?
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