Chapter 247 - Chapter 247 Chapter 246 War God's Nine Transformations

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Chapter 247: Chapter 246: War God’s Nine Transformations Chapter 247: Chapter 246: War God’s Nine Transformations “I know,” Tian Shi nodded hastily. “If one day you really manage to create that thing, I mean if, could you keep one for me?” Xu Zimei said with a smile. Although he was smiling, the unstoppable blood on his face made him look extremely tragic. “When the time comes, I’ll have my descendants find you, and you can give them the item. Have them defy the heavens and change my fate for me. I know it’s difficult, and the hope is slim. But consider it the last wish of a dying man.” “Okay, I promise you,” Tian Shi looked up at Lin Qing and said, “Whether it’s for you or for Xiao Qing, I will do my best.” “Empty promises mean nothing. I’m afraid you’ll forget about me later on,” Xu Zimei said. “Could you give me something as a token, so it would be easier to find you later?” After pondering for a moment, Tian Shi took out a jade pendant from his Storage Ring and said, “I have always carried this jade pendant with me and have never been without it. If one day in the future, someone comes to me with this jade pendant, I will do everything in my power to help him.” Xu Zimei slowly took the jade pendant and hung it on himself, then smiled and said, “I’m not going to make it. Source: Webnovel.com, updated on ƝονǤօ.с0 Although we haven’t been together long, I’m truly glad to have met all of you. After I die, just bury my body underground. Don’t let anyone disturb me. Just as I arrived quietly, let me depart in silence amid the dust and wind.” As Xu Zimei finished speaking, his head tilted to the side, and his eyes gradually lost their vitality, closing for the last time. …… This day in Cangyan Town was filled with sorrow. The people, looking at the grave mounds in front of them, all knelt down in silence to pay their respects. They were honoring the town’s hero. As the townsfolk left in twos and threes, that night, a torrential rain began to fall from the sky. The townsfolk, looking up at the rain, felt that even Cang Tian was lamenting for the hero. At that moment, the mound of earth at the grave was moist and sticky from the downpour. The surroundings were exceptionally quiet. Just then, a hand suddenly reached out from the mound. Soon after, another hand emerged, casting aside the mound, and a figure crawled out from within. Surrounding Xu Zimei, spiritual energy gathered, forming a protective shield that kept the torrential rain at bay. He took the jade pendant from his waist and muttered to himself, “Consider this a precaution, leaving a path of retreat for myself.” After discerning his direction, Xu Zimei restored the appearance of the grave and then sped off toward the north. Having entered this world, Xu Zimei could not leave until the timeline had fully recovered. Even though he had achieved his purpose for this journey, his return was likely not far off. He also wanted to take advantage of the remaining time to visit the large human race tribes in the north, as it was a rare opportunity to personally experience the Mythical Era. He might as well embrace this era fully. ……… On this journey, Xu Zimei genuinely experienced this era where survival was paramount and danger was everywhere. Among the monsters he saw, there were not a few at the Saint Vein Realm or even Divine Vein Realm levels. He himself also had to be extremely cautious. Along the way, he encountered many towns. Some were newly built, while others were under attack by monsters. He was like a traveler passing through, observing everything from the perspective of a bystander. Traversing vast deserts and endless jungles, he finally arrived on the plains at sunset. Xu Zimei reached his destination for this journey. “` The architecture of this tribe resembled tents, covered with felt on top. Most of the buildings were white, adorned with many colorful patterns. The construction of these rooms was very convenient, and even in the face of danger, demolition was particularly swift. Ɲονǥ0.сᴑ Xu Zimei glanced and saw densely packed tent-like structures erected on the ground. Extending as far as the eye could see, the tribe’s interior was bustling and thriving with people coming and goingâ€”it was incredibly lively. At the very front of the tribe stood a stone stele. Engraved on it were the two large characters “Jiu Li”. “The Jiu Li Tribe, huh,” Xu Zimei muttered softly to himself. Then he headed toward the tribe, but at the entrance, two guards stopped him. “Who are you?” the guards eyed Xu Zimei and asked. “I’m from a small town nearby,” Xu Zimei replied, “but our town was destroyed by a group of monsters a while ago. So I came here to see if I could seek refuge with the Jiu Li Tribe.” “Newcomers must have their identities authenticated and choose the tribe they wish to join,” the guard said indifferently, “Follow me.” Xu Zimei followed the guard into the town, smiling as he said, “Could you please give me an introduction? I’ve just arrived and am unfamiliar with the tribe’s affairs.” The tribe appeared extremely prosperous, with street vendors on both sides of the streets of the tribe. Selling all kinds of goods. From what Xu Zimei observed along the way, he noticed that members of the tribe were dressed in almost identical styles of clothing. Just in nine different colors. It was only after chatting with the guard along the way that Xu Zimei understood. Although the Jiu Li Tribe was collectively called one large tribe, it actually consisted of nine smaller tribes. These nine tribes were “Qian Li, Yu Li, Fang Li, Huang Li, Bai Li, Chi Li, Xuan Li, Feng Li, and Yang Li.” Everyone who came to the Jiu Li Tribe had to choose one of these smaller tribes to join. The clothing color of each tribe was also different. Under the guidance of that guard, Xu Zimei went through the process of identity verification. He chose to join the Bai Li Tribe. There were hardly any governance systems within the tribe, and it was somewhat loose. The only requirement was to abide by the rules of the tribe and to participate in combat when it was called for. The dining space within the tribe was located in an exceptionally large open area. Because the meals were free, there were a great number of people here. … Xu Zimei chose a relatively secluded spot to sit down, ordered some food, and began to listen to conversations of diners nearby. Such places were prime for gathering information. “Have you noticed, the people from the Chi Li Tribe have been frantically apprehending people lately,” someone whispered nearby. “I heard their ‘War God’s Nine Transformations’ was stolen,” another replied, “If they can’t present the War God’s Nine Transformations during this year’s martial competition, they’ll be deemed the sinners of our entire Jiu Li Tribe.” “What is ‘War God’s Nine Transformations’?” asked some who had just joined the tribe, clueless. “Do you know why our era is called the Mythical Era?” someone explained. “It is said that true gods once existed in our time. And according to legend, the ancestors of our Jiu Li Tribe were nine true gods. That ‘War God’s Nine Transformations’ is the divine technique passed down from them.” “If there really were gods, why have we now fallen into an era of monsters?” another person asked curiously. “`

Chapter 247 - Chapter 247 Chapter 246 War God's Nine Transformations

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