The Great Wild God - Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Make a Lot of Money
Zong Sang brought Zong Ya and the three Barbarian Martial Cultivators out of the stronghold and walked downstream along the mountain valley. He also wanted to see if there was anything good that rushed out of the mountain yesterday. He didn’t expect Chen Xun, who hadn’t returned overnight, to reap the greatest harvest.

This black-scaled exotic beast weighed 3,000 jin. It was very inconvenient to carry it out of the water, let alone climb several ridges before returning to the stronghold. Zong Sang asked a Man Wu to hurry back to the stronghold and call for some men.

“You haven’t seen anyone all night just to drag this thing back? Aren’t you going to rush back to report a letter first?” Zong Ya saw that Chen Xun hadn’t returned all night, so he was worried all night. He didn’t expect that he would delay outside for this dead beast all night.

“This thing called Shanhong rushed over to Wild Horse Stream.” Chen Xun slowly recovered his strength and struggled to sit up.

“…” Zong Ya smacked his lips for a long time and said, “You really don’t want to die.”

He also knew that the Wild Horse Stream was the territory of the Montenegrin Tribe. Chen Xun had to rush back first to report. Perhaps this black-scaled exotic beast had already been discovered by the tribesmen of the Montenegrin Tribe, but he still found it hard to imagine. How could the thin Chen Xun drag this black-scaled exotic beast up to twenty to thirty kilometers in the water?

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The Blackpython tribesmen had lived in the mountains since they were young, and their successful martial arts were even faster than apes.

After a while, Man Wu, who had just returned to report the news, brought six or seven people over.

When Zong Ya saw that the people who had come with Grandpa Zong Tu were all important figures in the village, he was even more certain that the black-scaled exotic beast Chen Xun had dragged back was not of an ordinary species.

“Heavens, what a black-scaled cunning! The black python is protecting us!”

Unlike the tall Black Python Tribe’s barbarian martial arts, Zong Tu, as a tribal magus, was only a skinny, shriveled old man. Normally, when he saw the black-scaled exotic beast lying on the beach, his voice was a little off. His withered hand, like the claws of a black chicken, held onto a bone staff that was covered with slurry, and his excitement caused him to tremble slightly.

Dark Scaled Sly?

Earth’s scales had very few terrestrial animals, but there were a lot of exotic beasts in the Heavenly Domain.

Chen Xun had even seen a giant scale-armored bird in Python Fang Ridge. With one claw, it tore a barbaric bull weighing 4,000 to 5,000 jin into pieces.

However, Chen Xun never imagined that the black-scaled exotic beast he had dragged back was actually a cunning beast!

According to the Western Desolate Scripture, there are only a few simple numbers for a crafty beast: “ox head, horse body, azure-gray scale armor, strength like a flood dragon.”

The young Scaled Beast was green. As it grew older, the color of the Scaled Beast darkened. However, almost no one had seen a Scaled Beast with jet black armor. It really didn’t know how many years it had lived in the depths of Python Fang Ridge.

Who would have thought that this Dark Scaled Sly would be killed by lightning in the depths of Tu Mountain, causing the flood to rush down the mountain.

Truly unfathomable, unfathomable heavenly might!

“Is it really a Dark Scaled Sly?” Zong Sang guessed that it might be a cunning beast just now, but hearing Zong Tu’s words, he hesitated and asked, “Then can our Black Python Tribe hold another beast feast to offer sacrifices to our ancestral souls?”

Zong Tu calmed down from his shock and grinned, revealing a few missing black teeth. He smiled and said to his son, Zong Sang,

“Thirty years ago, you were still young, you can’t remember. Back then, when the Black Python Tribe held a beast feast to raise their souls, it was to hunt a young green-scaled crafty. Half of this crafty head was gone, but do you think I would be mistaken about this hoof, this tooth, and the scales that were born with strange patterns?”

Zong Tu turned around and took out two Black Python Pills from his bosom and stuffed them into Chen Xun’s hand. He said,

“Chen Xun, you’ve done a great job for the Black Python Tribe this time. How can I thank you, Grandpa?”

Chen Xun rubbed his head embarrassedly. He smiled and waved the two Black Python Pills in his hand. “This is enough!”

Although the Black Python Tribe was not a savage cannibal tribe, they would not randomly take in outsiders with unknown origins.

The harsh living environment and the endless slaughter of the tribes caused them to be vigilant against outsiders.

Even though Chen Xun looked to be around ten years old and harmless to humans and animals three years ago, the Black Python Tribe was starving even their own descendants, so how could they have the strength to adopt outsiders?

Back then, most of the Black Python tribesmen advocated driving Chen Xun away and letting him die on his own.

What should I use to repay and thank you for this kindness?

In the past three years, apart from the ancestral teachings, Zong Tu hadn’t taught him the Barbarian Martial Arts. He had taught him how to read the Barbarian language and how to identify herbs with all his heart.

Chen Xun, like Zong Ya, called Zong Tu Grandpa. In fact, he had long regarded Zong Tu as a relative of Zong Sang and Zong Ya.

Even though he was extremely eager to cultivate the Black Python Tribe’s brutal martial arts, he would not make things difficult for Zong Tu.

“It is indeed a cunning beast!”

The other leaders of the Black Python Tribe, who had rushed over with Zong Tu, still had an impression of the situation when they captured the young crafty and held a soul sacrifice. Even though half of the head of the black-scaled cunning on the beach had been cut off by heavenly lightning, it could still be confirmed that the cunning beast was undoubtedly. They were also unable to suppress the ecstasy in their hearts.

Zong Tu knew that Chen Xun was bent on learning the Black Python Tribe’s brutal martial arts, but looking at the Black Python Tribe’s brutal martial arts on the left and right, he didn’t wish to pass on the Black Python Tribe’s brutal martial arts to outsiders. He sighed softly in his heart. How could two Black Python Pills be inferior to this Black Sly Beast?

However, as a Shaman Duke, it was difficult for him to go against the will of the crowd. He thought to himself that he still had to find a way to take other things and compensate A-Xun.

Nan Liao was the Clan Chief elected by the Black Python Tribesmen. He was a giant that was slightly taller than Zong Sang.

The python-head totem with dark green tattoos on both sides of his cheeks revealed a thick arm that was three times thicker than the black python’s. His right arm was wrapped in cyan blood veins and stretched all the way to his exposed, black-haired chest. From a distance, it looked like it was covered with a layer of snake scales.

Nan Liao held a black steel spear in his hand. His entire body was filled with strength, as if he could shoot out the steel spear like lightning at any time.

He glanced at Chen Xun and didn’t say anything. He just couldn’t control his ecstasy as he pondered the cause of the Dark Scaled Sly’s death.

“How could this black crafty be killed by heavenly lightning? Could it be that this beast thinks that it can defeat heavenly lightning and ran to the ridge to seek death in a rainstorm?”

“Bless me first, but don’t be disrespectful to Crow Sly,” Zong Tu said solemnly. “Legend has it that desolate beasts are born and raised for a thousand years and can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. They can become demon pills. This Crafty Carefree Mountain Forest was probably three to five hundred years old. Perhaps, it had already reached the most crucial stage of cultivation. Only when it wanted to temper its body with lightning did it accidentally die from the Heavenly Lightning. If it weren’t for the protection of the ancestors, there might have been a cunning demon in the Northern Ridge … ”

Hearing Zong Tu’s words, everyone’s hearts were filled with lingering fear.

Although a cunning beast was powerful, it dared to come out of the mountain. Even if the upper-tier barbarian martial arts of the tribes combined, they would be able to annihilate it. However, if a cunning demon were to emerge from the depths of Python Fang Ridge, the people around Python Fang Ridge would probably no longer be able to live there.

But then again, the flesh and blood of the Wildlands mutants were all precious tonic items. If this Dark Scaled Sly had reached the level of lightning tempered the body, how pure would the flesh and blood of its muscles and bones be?

“It would be even better if we could hunt a living cunning. Thirty years ago, the Black Python Tribe captured a living young cunning, right?” Zong Sang felt that it was still a bit insufficient and licked his thick lips.

“If you want to hunt a cunning beast, we’ll talk about it when you become a Sky Man.” Seeing that Zong Sang was greedy, Zong Tu grinned and said with an ugly smile.

“Around Python Fang Ridge, there are hundreds of tribes, how many are Heavenly Barbarians?” Nan Liao said with great emotion, “This time, I really want to bless you first.”

Zong Tu said, “This black crafty has only been dead for a day, and there is still a remnant soul in its body. You guys stay around and wait for me to seal the remnant soul in the black crafty’s body. It will be even more miraculous to have a Soul Sacrifice Beast Feast in three days …”

Hearing Duke Wu’s words, Zong Sang, Nan Liao, and the other powerful barbarian martial artists spread out and defended the surroundings.

Zong Tu asked his grandson Zong Ya to carry Chen Xun further away before raising the bone staff in his hand and chanting strange and strange syllables.

The majority of the Black Python Tribe’s barbarian martial arts were strong-bodied barbarians, while the Duke Shaman Sect’s diagram was one out of a hundred barbarians.

Chen Xun had been accepted by Zong Tu for the past three years, but it was also rare for him to use a witch-barbarian secret art.

At this time, he told Zong Ya to carry Zong Ya to the distant shore. Of course, he didn’t let go of this opportunity. He ignored all the bruises on his body and lay on the grass to see how Zong Tu could use the Magical Man Secret Technique.

However, as Zong Tu chanted, a mysterious force seemed to be gathering the dawn glow that enveloped the earth in the early morning, forming a faint python-shaped figure behind Zong Tu’s thin and weak body.

The python-shaped figure was enormous and nearly ten meters tall, revealing a ferocious and terrifying aura.

As Zong Tu chanted, the python-shaped light became more and more solid, and the icy cold light emitted by the snake scales became clearer. The aura emitted also became stronger and stronger, sweeping the surroundings, quickly forming a strong wind howling in the wind.

This was the Dark Python Barbarian Soul that the Duke Wu Sect had enlightened?

Under the pressure of Zongtu Wu Python’s savage soul, Chen Xun’s consciousness was violently impacted, causing a monstrous wave of rage. However, just as the python-shaped light and shadow pounced on the Dark Scaled Sly like lightning, the Dark Scaled Sly, which had long since died, began to violently tremble.

Although it was silent, Chen Xun could hear the remnant soul of the Dark Scaled Sly roaring in the depths of his mind.

The furious roar quickly formed into a huge wave of impulse, striking Chen Xun’s consciousness one after another.

Chen Xun felt as if he was under endless pressure, and his brain was about to swell. He was almost knocked unconscious by this wave of continuous shocks.

Zong Ya, who was standing beside him, also felt his muscles and flesh tighten, silently withstanding the impact of the black crafty remnant soul’s sharp howl.

Chen Xun clenched his teeth and persisted bitterly. After an unknown amount of time, the corpse of the Sly Beast slowly regained its calm. The remnant soul howling in the depths of his mind just now was also silent, as if nothing had happened.

Is this how the remnant soul is sealed?

Was sealing the remnant soul to be used as a soul sacrifice?

Chen Xun’s heart was filled with too many questions. At the same time, he hadn’t thought that only the remnant soul of an extinct Sly Beast would still possess such great might. He had to use all of his strength to seal it. If he was alive, how shocking would it be?

Wu Gong Zong’s forehead was covered in wrinkles, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans fell down. He thought to himself that he was really old. He ordered a few barbarian martial artists to take out giant trees and ropes and prepare to carry this giant beast, which weighed nearly 3,000 jin, back to the stronghold through the mountains and mountains.