Chapter 496: Chapter 21 The Killing Intent of Man, The Reversal of Heaven and Earth (Part 1)_2
“Hmm, sure,” Lu Qingshan said with a smile and nodded, then stood up shakily.
He wasn’t a Body Cultivator with bulging muscles, but as a forr Nascent Soul Cultivator, his physical quality was naturally much better than that of ordinary people.
After a brief rest, his body was still covered with a thick layer of scabs, but he had already regained his ability to move.
Qin Yitian hurriedly stepped forward to support Lu Qingshan’s arm, and Yang Qing’er, though shy, also ca forward to help him.
As the tent flap was lifted, the sight that greeted Lu Qingshan was a group of n in sheepskin clothing, triumphantly carrying a huge chunk of at back to camp.
It seed to be quite a successful hunt.
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For a small and impoverished tribe like the ‘Sheep’ tribe, there was no such thing as frying or sautéing when it ca to cooking food.
Firstly, they weren’t that fancy, and secondly, they didn’t have spices.
They just cut the at into fist-sized pieces and threw it into a giant iron pot.
Soon, the scent of the at spread throughout the small camp.
Indeed, the ‘Sheep’ tribe still adhered to the communal system of sharing als; if there was food, everyone ate together, and if not, everyone starved together.
Yang Qing’er supported Lu Qingshan, watching the boiling pot of at and unconsciously swallowing her saliva.
For the children of the materially deprived ‘Sheep’ tribe, nothing was more important than eating.
In front of the large pot, all the people of the tribe lined up with bowls in hand, while the won handled the cooking.
Won and children could get one piece of at, while adult n could get two large pieces.
“Go line up,” Lu Qingshan said, ruffling Yang Qing’er’s ssy hair with a smile.
The little girl was already drooling with anticipation, but she insisted on supporting Lu Qingshan.
“But…” Yang Qing’er hesitated.
“It’s okay, here’s Yitian supporting ,” Lu Qingshan said.
Reassured, Yang Qing’er hurriedly joined the queue.
She was still just a child, after all.
An old man ca over with two clay bowls and handed them to Qin Yitian and Lu Qingshan.
The bowls contained two chunks of at and so hard, ripped-up naan soaked in them.
“I am the clan leader of this tribe,” the Sheep Clan Leader introduced himself.
This was a Qi Refinent ninth layer Body Cultivator.
Lu Qingshan glanced at the old man and discerned his cultivation level.
He did not refuse the Sheep Clan Leader’s kindness and accepted the clay bowl.
This bowl, although considered a feast for the ‘Sheep’ tribespeople, was not particularly tasty to Lu Qingshan; it consisted of just so wild greens without any other seasonings or spices, making it very bland.
And those hard pieces of naan, even soaked in the broth, were still stiff and hard to swallow,
but Lu Qingshan still drank up all the broth.
“The honored guest must not be from around here,” the Sheep Clan Leader said, his wrinkled face breaking into a slight smile.
“From the east,” Lu Qingshan ant the Eastern Domain.
But the Sheep Clan Leader obviously could not imagine that far, and he nodded as if he understood but clearly did not, “That is indeed a far place.”
“The injuries you’ve suffered are severe, would you like to stay here and rest for a while longer?” The Sheep Clan Leader did not ask Lu Qingshan why he was here or how he got injured.
It was wisdom brewed from years of experience.
Lu Qingshan thought for a mont and finally nodded, “This place is quiet and secluded, and the injuries I’ve sustained indeed need ti to heal. If possible, I’d like to stay here for a few more days; I hope it won’t trouble the Sheep Clan Leader?”
The Sheep Clan Leader laughed, “No trouble at all, no trouble at all.”
….
The Sheep Clan Leader assigned a tent to Lu Qingshan as his dwelling, and Lu Qingshan temporarily stayed in the ‘Sheep’ tribe.
In the ‘Sheep’ tribe, apart from children under the age of four or five, there were no idle people; even Yang Qing’er had to go out during the day to gather wild grasses to feed the tribe’s sheep.
Only at night did the people of the tribe have so ti for themselves.
That night.
Lu Qingshan sat in front of the campfire, lost in thought.
Yang Qing’er cautiously sat next to Lu Qingshan, looking sowhat embarrassed.
“Sir…”
After hesitating for a mont, Yang Qing’er’s eyes filled with longing, and she timidly asked, “Could you tell about the outside world?”
“The outside world…” Lu Qingshan looked at Yang Qing’er with interest and slowly said, “The outside world is vast and wide, with fox spirits, water monsters, River Gods, Dragon Kings in the sea, Taoist Cultivators seeking immortality on land, and Sword Cultivators who can slash through the Nine Heavens with one stroke, refine a Flying Sword to slay enemies from miles away, or master a Sword Technique to dominate far and wide…”
Lu Qingshan tailored the stories to the girl’s fascination, mixing truth with fiction as he told her a few tales of swordsn.
“Swordsn…” Yang Qing’er’s eyes sparkled, “Slaying enemies from miles away, dominating far and wide…”
“Sir, you must be a Sword Cultivator, aren’t you?” Yang Qing’er suddenly asked.
“Why do you think so?” Lu Qingshan was taken aback.
“Just a feeling, I feel like Sir must be one,” Yang Qing’er fiddled with the hem of her dress, then cautiously offered her guess.
“You guessed right,” Lu Qingshan ruffled Yang Qing’er’s hair, suddenly taking an interest, “Want to learn?”
“Hmm?”
“The ways of the Sword Cultivator.”
“Ah?!” Yang Qing’er was excited yet hesitant, “Can I learn it? But Grandfather Clan Leader told my body is weak and not suited for cultivation…”
“That’s the path of the Body Cultivator,” Lu Qingshan didn’t explain the differences in cultivation systems to the young girl but just smiled and said, “The path of the Sword Cultivator is different from that of Body Cultivation; it only considers the cultivator’s spiritual nature towards the sword, not the physical body or Blood Qi.”
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