One could only listen to fate and let it dictate their path, but the soul from his previous life made him utterly unwilling to accept such a fate; he wanted to understand everything clearly.
Although he hadn’t yet unraveled the truth of the matter, he now had a profound understanding of his current situation, no longer aimlessly floundering like a headless fly.
"Thank you, Senior Xie, for clearing my doubts," Lin Fang said, bowing respectfully to the elder.
The elder laughed heartily as he stroked his beard, "Since it was Feng Yatou who brought you here, we naturally have to look after you."
After speaking, he led Feng Jiu and Lin Fang toward the village.
Soon, the villagers erged from their hos, one by one curiously sizing up Lin Fang and Feng Jiu.
The noisy chatter reached the ears of Lin Fang and Feng Jiu unimpeded, leaving them both sowhat embarrassed.
"Oh, isn’t that the little girl Feng Jiu?"
"It is her, when did she co back? And who’s that man with her? He’s rather handso."
"I think most likely Feng Yatou found herself a Wishful Lord from the outside. Hasn’t she always been saying she wants to catch one to show us?"
"Haha, maybe that’s true! But just look at his slight fra, I wonder if he can handle that girl, hah!"
Lin Fang felt as if he had beco a precious animal in a zoo, on display for passersby to gawk at and judge, as he took in the unusual looks from the people around him.
Seeing this, the village chief said with a smile, "Lin Fang, you must forgive us. Our village hasn’t seen a stranger in over ten thousand years, so everyone is quite excited to see you."
Lin Fang suddenly felt sowhat ashad. Ten thousand years appeared to be a very common length of ti in the eyes of the villagers, yet outside it was enough for seas to change into mulberry fields.
"What on earth is this place!" Lin Fang sighed to himself.
After a short walk, a courtyard of modest size appeared before the crowd. A jujube tree stood quietly in the yard, while several roosters crowed as they ran past the onlookers.
The villagers seed to be well accustod to such a sight, but Lin Fang was startled. It was because a five-colored divine light briefly shimred on the bodies of the roosters, leading him to think of the legendary Five-Colored Brocade Chicken.
This was a supre delicacy; it was said to not only taste exquisitely unmatched in the Three Realms, but also eating its at could prolong life and enhance mana. What’s more precious was that the at of the Five-Colored Brocade Chicken could greatly increase physical strength. Since ancient tis, it had been sought after by those practicing cultivation.
Yet the Five-Colored Brocade Chicken was extrely rare and elusive, making it very difficult to capture; it had nearly beco extinct in the Three Realms nowadays.
He didn’t expect to see them roaming about so openly here, while the people around seed to regard them as nothing more than ordinary roosters.
Seeing Lin Fang’s astonished look, the village chief chuckled and said, "This creature has good quality at. We’ll slaughter a couple to give you a proper welco later."
Lin Fang hurriedly demurred, saying that the creature was too precious and he really couldn’t accept it.
One of the elders said, "Just a few insignificant chickens, what’s so precious about them? Don’t refuse, young man. Er Zhuang, go catch us a couple of chickens."
At those words, a robust young man appeared before everyone, his upper body bare, muscled, and brimming with formidable strength.
Mysterious patterns covered his entire upper body, forming the image of a strange beast. Just one glance seed to bestow upon him a mysterious dignity.
Fortunately, Lin Fang’s strength was not low now, and this bit of authority was nothing to him.
This pattern suddenly reminded him of the legendary Ancient Witch Tribe, who worshipped Heaven and Earth and carved totems, rumored to be the earliest humans, venerating the Heavenly Gods, and thus able to inscribe special totems on their bodies to possess different powers.
However, these had been buried in the ages of ancient tis following that protracted war between Gods and Demons; he had not expected to encounter soone who mastered this great path today.
But thinking of the uniqueness of the villagers in this village, Lin Fang ca to a realization, this village that used millennia as a common unit of ti, was a place out of the ordinary, which simply could not be fathod by conventional wisdom.
Upon hearing these words, Er Zhuang nodded very respectfully towards Lin Fang, and without the slightest hesitation, turned around to catch the chickens.
"Village chief grandfather, the food that Lin Fang cooks is really delicious. Let him show you later, especially the dish called Beggar’s Chicken, it’s truly tasty," Feng Jiu recomnded Lin Fang’s cooking very proudly to the elders, her saliva slowly dripping as she spoke.
"You little girl, you’re just like before. When you hear about delicious food, you can’t stop your drool," an elderly man pointed at the coy Feng Jiu and laughed.
"But this girl has a discerning palate. Since she says it’s tasty, then the flavor naturally shouldn’t be bad."
For a mont, everyone laughed, seemingly recalling so incidents from Feng Jiu’s childhood.
Seeing this, Lin Fang did not decline and nodded in agreent.
After a while, the man nad Er Zhuang ca in carrying two Five-Colored Brocade Chickens and under the village chief’s direction, he assisted Lin Fang.
While Lin Fang was preparing the brocade chickens, he curiously asked Er Zhuang beside him, "Er Zhuang, the patterns on your body should be the legendary totems, right?"
"I don’t know, I only rember the skies falling and the earth splitting, wandering alone in the wilderness, surrounded by darkness, with the faint sounds of wild beasts."
"I was extrely scared and ran for my life. When I stopped, I found myself at the entrance of the village. The village chief kindly took in."
"But I was too weak to be any help, even the children in the village had more strength than , so the village chief asked to catch a wild beast. He used the fresh blood of the beast to draw these patterns on ."
"After that, he took to dance a strange dance in the village. From that day on, my strength increased substantially, and I was able to easily help with work."
"As for the totems you ntioned, I don’t know, the village chief never told about it."
Lin Fang then understood that Er Zhuang was not a real Witch, but had mastered this lost Dharma Technique with the help of the village chief.
"Right, when you entered the village, what era was it outside?"
Seeing the confused look on Er Zhuang’s face, Lin Fang asked, "I an, when you were living outside, who was the supre leader of the Human Clan?"
It suddenly dawned on Er Zhuang as he said, "You an the leader!"
"Our leader’s na was Hou Yi!"
"Hou Yi!" Lin Fang muttered to himself. This was a person from the Ancient Tis. Could it be that the collapsing heavens and earth that Er Zhuang spoke of were during the ti when Hou Yi shot down the suns.
However, it seed that Er Zhuang didn’t know much; before entering the village he was just an ordinary villager, unaware of so of the secrets between Heaven and Earth.
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