Lu Yu laughed and said, "It’s nothing, just that an old friend had entrusted with sothing, and now I have found the direction."
Just then, Lu Yu had obtained the coordinates of that mist-shrouded world. Whenever he wished, he could head there, and the Fusang Tree beside Lord Lu Ya gave him a faint hint.
Seeing her husband’s calm and composed expression, Liu Qingyun imdiately felt relieved. The power that had surfaced just then contained a mighty force, likely from a formidable being, which often signified danger and opportunity.
Ten days later, Lu Yu had arranged the matters of his cave dwelling and asked Liu Qingyun to substitute him in guiding the two children in their daily cultivation. The children were still young with underdeveloped ridians, and their clan’s cultivation technique was overwhelmingly fierce, demanding much from the body. Therefore, they needed to progress gradually, slowly tempering their bodies before beginning to train in their cultivation technique.
After reminding them of a few things, Lu Yu’s thoughts shifted slightly, his mind locked onto the Misty World, and the Sword of state gently swept across, creating a pitch-black fissure in the void. Lu Yu stepped in and instantly vanished from the sight of his disciples.
Behind the fissure was a dense cloud of fog; passing through the fog, a new world appeared before Lu Yu’s eyes.
This was a massive world where the sky was round and the earth square, inhabited by countless beings. Flying in the sky, Lu Yu could clearly see that the ground was teeming with the powerful Dragon Clan—more precisely, dinosaurs.
Various types of dinosaurs road and fought across the land, presenting a scene completely different from that of the human race.
At that mont, Lu Yu realized sothing was amiss. This world and the misty world he had seen were entirely different. It was too big.
Even the Three Realms were much smaller compared to this world. In the farthest place, he could see a towering mountain that touched the sky, connecting heaven and earth—Mount Buzhou flashed through Lu Yu’s mind.
Pangu’s spine transford, the center of Primordial Chaos, the so-called Pillar of Heaven. Nurous descriptions inford the world of this place’s extraordinariness. However, in Lu Yu’s mory, this once legendary mountain had already been broken by the furious Gonggong the Great Sorcerer, leading to a series of major events like Nuwa nding the skies.
But now, Mount Buzhou clearly and strikingly appeared before Lu Yu, and he looked in astonishnt at everything before him, harboring an unbelievable thought in his mind.
With a slight movent of his mind, indeed, he could no longer find the coordinates to return. He instantly understood that he had likely traveled through ti and space to an era where dinosaurs had not yet gone extinct.
Slowly descending from the clouds, he concealed his presence. Based on what he knew, this era was a savage and chaotic one, a ti when absolute survival of the fittest was worshipped. The powerful and tyrannical Dragon Clan dominated this world, while those powerful saints of the later generations were still in secret cultivation, and even the legendary saint had just begun to preach.
However, he could not confirm which ti point he was in now. He could only take one step at a ti.
Walking on this savage land, bloodshed and combat were everywhere, and Lu Yu observed his surroundings cautiously.
Suddenly, soone grabbed him. Lu Yu’s first reaction was to retaliate, but he suppressed the impulse because he realized that the person holding him was a human.
This was a middle-aged human wearing clothing made of mixed grasses, with a bone necklace around his neck, featuring several unknown ferocious beast’s teeth.
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The middle-aged man pulled Lu Yu along in a wild run for an unknown distance before finally stopping, gasping for air, and looking at Lu Yu, he said, "What tribe’s child are you, so bold to wander into the Dragon Clan’s territory, seeking death?"
Lu Yu looked at the concerned middle-aged man, just about to explain, but the man interrupted him, "Where’s your tribal mark? Haven’t you been expelled from your tribe?" He looked suspiciously at Lu Yu, scrutinizing him.
"It doesn’t matter, our tribe is currently taking in new mbers. As long as you have the blood of our human race, you can join our tribe. It looks like you have nowhere to go, why not settle in our tribe."
Before Lu Yu could say a word, the middle-aged man had already spoken continuously, giving him no chance to speak, and Lu Yu was pulled by this exceptionally enthusiastic man into his tribe.
"What is this you’re wearing, it looks so nice, seems a lot better than my grass skirt," the middle-aged man asked as they walked along.
It was clear that this man was an experienced woodlander. He moved through the rugged forest as if he were strolling in his own courtyard, managing to walk and converse with Lu Yu at the sa ti.
"This is called cloth," Lu Yu said softly.
"Cloth?" the middle-aged man murmured to himself. Then he touched Lu Yu’s clothing again and said, "It feels quite comfortable to touch, though its defensive power is not that great. Probably couldn’t even stop a wild boar. Those leather armors, especially ones made from dragon skin, those are the real deal."
Though he said this, he couldn’t help but take a few more glances at Lu Yu’s clothes, always feeling that there was a unique elegance to them.
After crossing a mountain forest, passing three streams, and rounding a cliff, Lu Yu finally arrived with the middle-aged man at the tribe he had ntioned.
This was a very small tribe, so minor that it couldn’t even have its own na in this era. The tribe had just over a hundred people, all skinny, indicating how difficult daily life must be.
"Chief, you’re back. What ga did you bring this ti?" a clamorous voice arose. Won, children, and the elderly opened their eyes with hope, looking at the returning middle-aged man.
He was the tribe’s chief, their best hunter, and the hope of the entire tribe. In this era, food was everything.
Then they saw the middle-aged man’s empty hands and their faces imdiately showed disappointnt, but they accepted it calmly, as not every outing brought food.
"Didn’t catch any food this ti. Those dragons have been quite active recently. However, I found a freeman without a tribe and brought him back. From now on, he’s a mber of our tribe," the middle-aged man said with a smile, seeing the addition of a young man to the tribe as an increase in labor and a chance for the tribe’s growth and prosperity.
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