My Cultivation Prowess Peaks after I Buried the Great Emperor's Corpse

Chapter 249: Leishan Tribe, Wu Huan!

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Create a beast tide? Attack the Qingshan tribe?

Hearing this mission, a trace of surprise appeared in the thunder beast king’s huge eyes.

It knew about the Qingshan tribe. It was just a small tribe with less than a hundred people. It was simply weak to the extreme and could not withstand a single blow. Such a tribe was actually worth mobilizing it to attack?

Moreover, although it couldn’t see through Lin Wudao’s identity and strength, it was certain that he wasn’t weak. If he really wanted to target the Qingshan tribe, he could turn them into ashes with a raise of his hand.

Did he have to go through so much trouble?

The thunder beast king’s heart was filled with confusion.

“I naturally have my reasons for doing this. Don’t worry about anything else. You just need to do as 1 say. Of course, the scale of the beast tide you create this time doesn’t have to be too large. You just need to scare the Qingshan tribe a little and make them feel that their lives are in danger. It’s okay for a few people to die.”

…..

Lin Wudao gave more detailed instructions.

Hearing this, the thunder beast king nodded.

Although it didn’t know Lin Wudao’s intention, it didn’t dare to ask.

“Don’t worry, sir. I promise to help you settle this matter. Later, I’ll instruct my subordinates to gather demonic beasts and attack the Qingshan tribe.”

“All right. There’s no need to rush. Three days later, the Qingshan tribe will hold a sacrificial ceremony. At that time, you can create a small-scale beast tide.”

After saying that, Lin Wudao didn’t stay in the Thunder Swamp for too long and disappeared in a flash.

Not long after, he returned to Qingshan Temple.

At this moment, in the Qingshan tribe, the tribesmen split up. Tushan Mang led the hunting team of the tribe to go to the Great Green Mountain to hunt xenogenic creatures and demonic beasts to use as sacrifices. As for the other tribesmen, some were busy building altars, while others were busy preparing various items for sacrifice.

At a glance, it was a busy scene.

“The Qingshan tribe is still too small. If I want to obtain more benefits through the position of Qingshan Demonic God, I have to continue to develop and strengthen the religion. After I’ve harvested from my current plans, I should consider launching a war against the outside world. After all, there isn’t just the Qingshan tribe in the eight-thousand-miles radius of the Great Green Mountain. There are even more powerful tribes further away. Only by conquering them can 1 obtain a large number of offerings and sacrifices,” Lin Wudao calculated in his heart.

Thinking of this, he paid attention to the situation of the Qingshan tribe for some time before flipping open the Qingshan Divine Code and reading it carefully.

Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

During these three days, with the untiring efforts of the Qingshan tribe members, a ten-zhang-tall altar had been built in the square in the center of the tribe.

At the same time, Tushan Mang and the others came back with a full load. They brought back many xenogenic creatures and demonic beasts, which piled up on the top of the altar like a small mountain, emitting a strong smell of blood.

“Wu…”

When everything was ready, an ancient and solemn sound of a horn spread throughout the Qingshan tribe.

Immediately after, all the members of the Qingshan tribe moved upon hearing the sound and gathered in the square.

At this moment, their eyes were fixed on a statue standing on the top of the altar. Their eyes were filled with unprecedented respect and awe.

Among them, Tushan Ruoruo was the most pious.

“This is great! With the protection of the Qingshan Great God, our tribe won’t have to worry about anything anymore. One day, we might even rebuild the glory of our Tushan family.”

Tushan Ruoruo put her palms together, her eyes filled with longing.

Hearing her words, Tushan Cangyue and Tushan Mang also showed a yearning look. They were all extremely respectful to the Qingshan Great God.

However, someone amongst them had a look of surprise on his face.

“Brother Tushan, that statue… Is it the Guardian Spirit of your Qingshan tribe?” A young man in blue asked curiously.

He was thin, and his jawline was as sharp as a knife. His entire body emitted a towering aura. As long as he stood in the crowd, he would stand out like a crane among chickens, impossible to go inconspicuously.

However, at this moment, his face was a little pale, and he coughed from time to time. It seemed that his body had suffered some kind of serious injury.

His name was Wu Huan.

Three days ago, when Tushan Mang was out hunting, he had met the other party by chance. Seeing that he was heavily injured and on the verge of death, Tushan Mang brought him back to the Qingshan tribe.

In the end, perhaps Wu Huan was not destined to die, but he miraculously survived.

Moreover, in less than three days, thirty percent of his wounds had healed. Such a heaven-defying recovery speed shocked not only Tushan Mang but also Tushan Ming and the others.

“Brother Wuhuan, you’re right. That is the Guardian Spirit of our Qingshan tribe, the God of Great Green Mountain that our Tushan family has been worshipping since ancient times. The Great God rules over the eight thousand miles of Great Green Mountain,” Tushan Mand introduced enthusiastically.

Soon after, he told Wu Huan about the background of the Qingshan God and all kinds of magical stories passed down in the Tushan family, which amazed Wu Huan.

“The God of Great Green Mountain? The Tushan family is an incomparably ancient family. Long ago, they were extremely glorious. However, they fell. Isn’t the God of Great Green Mountain whom they worship the Qingshan Demonic God? According to Tushan Mang, this so-called God of Great Green Mountain really exists? Wasn’t He made up by the Tushan family?”

Wu Huan’s eyes were filled with shock.

He knew the Qingshan tribe very well. If that so-called God of Great Green Mountain really existed, with its protection, the Tushan family wouldn’t have fallen into such a miserable situation.

“The so-called Gods are all lies. Obviously, the Tushan family’s worship of the God of Great Green Mountain is just a way for them to seek spiritual comfort,” Wu Huan thought to himself.

Thinking of this, he didn’t ask any more questions and just watched quietly.

Wu…

Time passed by slowly.

Along with the melodious horn, under the gazes of many tribesmen, Tushan Ming, in his priest costume, stepped onto the altar.

“Qingshan Great God, today, Tushan Ming has led all eighty-six members of the Qingshan tribe of the Tushan family to gather here and pray sincerely today. May the Great God bless our Qingshan tribe. From today onwards, there will be no disasters or tribulations in the tribe, and everyone will be mighty like dragons…” Tushan Ming raised his voice and said in an extremely solemn tone.

After saying that, he started to act according to the ancient ritual of the Tushan family. While swaying his body, he chanted. It was like some kind of witchcraft performance. His steps and postures contained some kind of mysterious concept that made people’s minds seem to be drawn into it at a glance.

Vaguely, Wu Huan and the others who were watching saw a majestic figure.

That person was high up in the sky. His entire body was covered in the divine light that suppressed the heavens and the earth. He released infinite dignity and bearing, making people not dare to profane him.

“Qingshan Great God! I see Qingshan Great God!”

“Qingshan Great God really does exist! From now on, our Qingshan tribe also has a Guardian Spirit.”

“Greetings, Qingshan Great God!”

…

Everyone felt lucky.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

After that, under Tushan Ming’s guidance, all the Qingshan tribe members kneeled and kowtowed with utmost respect and devotion.

Witnessing this scene, Wu Huan’s heart trembled.

“No way. The so-called God of Great Green Mountain really exists? This… How is this possible?”

He couldn’t believe it. His eyes were fixed on the statue on the altar, trying to find some clues. However, no matter how he observed, he did not find anything unusual.

On the contrary, the more he stared at the statue, the more panic he felt. It was as if he was being stared at by a God.

“Pu!”

Divine might came down on him.

Wu Huan, who was caught off guard, immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned even paler.

Seeing this, Tushan Mang was shocked.

“Brother Wu Huan, hurry up and kneel! Don’t blaspheme the Qingshan Great God!”

As he spoke, he did not allow Wu Huan to resist at all and forcefully pressed him to the ground.

Then, following Tushan Ming’s lead on the altar, they started to kowtow sincerely.

…

“Leishan tribe, Wu Huan.”

Qingshan Temple.

From the perspective of the Qingshan Demonic God, Lin Wudao had a panoramic view of the sacrificial ceremony in the Qingshan tribe.

When his gaze swept across Wu Huan, he narrowed his eyes.

Wu Huan came from the Leishan tribe outside of Great Green Mountain. It was a medium-sized tribe with 5,000 people. Their strength and heritage were extremely powerful.

“You have really come at the right time…”

After using God’s Spiritual Eye to observe all of Wu Huan’s information, Lin Wudao’s lips curled into a mysterious smile.

…..

It was as if he had seen another fat sheep..