Chapter 124 The Arrival of the Primordial Immortal Lord: Be Good, Don't Cry.
"Thump!"
Immediately afterwards, Shi Feijiao knelt down, and all the able-bodied men knelt down as well.
"Lord Sacrifice to Spirits!"
Shi Linhu raised his head, tears streaming down his face, and said:
"We know that we are just a bunch of barbarians in the wilderness, incompetent, and not even as good as ants compared to those kings and nobles outside."
"But we can't bear to see our children suffer like this!"
"Why? Why should our little one have to cry here when they've done something wrong?"
"We implore Goddess Liu to take us to seek justice for Little Dot!"
"Yes, that's right, let's go together!"
"Who says the little one doesn't have any relatives? We are all the little one's relatives. Let's go to that Martial King's Mansion together!"
"Little one isn't an unwanted wild child! He has a home! Stone Village is his home! Even if it's to his death, we're willing!"
"Please, Goddess Liu, grant my wish!!"
"Please, Goddess Liu, grant my wish!!"
In an instant, all the villagers knelt down and shouted in unison, begging the Willow Goddess to take them with her if she went to the Martial King's Mansion.
The little one was stunned when he saw this.
He lifted his head from Shi Yunfeng's embrace and looked into those sincere and eager eyes.
There was no disdain, only overflowing love and protection.
"Uncle...Aunt..."
The little one murmured unconsciously, his nose tingling again, and his big eyes filled with tears once more.
On the other side, Liu Shen quietly watched this scene.
The dozens of emerald green willow branches swayed gently in the wind, radiating an unprecedented soft glow.
"Though as insignificant as an ant, he harbors the ambition of a swan."
"Though living in a wild and uncivilized place, they possess the heart of a child."
Liu Shen's voice was soft, yet tinged with a hint of relief:
"good."
"Since you're going, then let's go together."
"I also want to see if the hearts of the people in this Stone Kingdom are really harder than the stones of this Great Wilderness."
Upon receiving Liu Shen's approval, the entire Stone Village instantly erupted in excitement.
"Quick! Grab your weapons!"
"Bring out that ancestral spiked club!"
"Dazhuang, go and carry those best dragon horn bows from the storeroom!"
"And take all those Rain Clan treasures we just retrieved!"
In an instant, the whole village was in chaos.
The villagers, who usually only hunted and farmed, now looked like warriors about to go into battle.
Some carried huge, pale, white animal bone clubs, some carried old, worn-out bows that had been around for who knows how many years, and some old women even picked up the stone pestle they used to pound medicine.
Although their equipment looked varied and even somewhat comical, the expressions on their faces were more serious than anyone else's.
Seeing this, Shi Yunfeng wiped away the little boy's tears, straightened the broken halberd on his back, and tidied up his little clothes.
"Child, let's go."
After saying this, the old man looked at the child he had raised since childhood with tears streaming down his face.
"Your grandfathers will go with you to seek justice!"
"Our whole village will back you up!"
At the entrance of Shicun Village, the wind and sand began to rise, blowing the simple bone clubs and stone tools in the hands of the villagers.
Looking at these uncles and aunts who didn't even have a single decent magic weapon, yet were willing to risk their lives in the legendary capital of the Stone Kingdom, which was said to have a million-strong army and a forest of powerful warriors, all they had was a surge of passion.
The little one gradually calmed down.
He may be young, but he's not stupid.
He had witnessed the terror of the Rain King, the runes flying everywhere, and the powerful magic capable of destroying the world.
He knew that although his grandfather and the others knew some runes and magical techniques, they were really like paper in front of real kings and nobles.
"No...don't go."
Suddenly, the little one let go of the clan chief's hand, shook his head frantically, and backed away, tears welling up in his big eyes.
"Grandpa Chief, please don't go."
"I'm not going. I don't want to seek justice."
"How about we don't go?"
Shi Yunfeng was taken aback and quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Child, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"Didn't we agree? Our whole village will back you up!"
"That's right, little one!" Seeing this, Shi Linhu, who was already prepared, also waved his big bone club and shouted in a rough voice.
"What's there to be afraid of! We people of Shicun are never afraid of death!"
"If anyone dares to touch you, I'll bite them and take a piece of their flesh!"
"I'm not afraid to die!"
The little one suddenly shouted, his voice trembling with tears:
But I'm afraid you'll die!
"Those people are too powerful. They have magical artifacts, warships, and they kill without blinking an eye..."
As the little one spoke, tears streamed down his face like beads from a broken string.
Finally, with tears in his eyes, he looked at these kind-hearted uncles and elders before him and said with heartache:
"My father and mother are missing."
"Little ones, you're all we have left..."
At this point, the sensible little one burst into tears again.
These words struck a chord deep within everyone present.
The men who were originally filled with righteous indignation and shouting for battle all lowered their weapons after hearing what the little boy said.
Seeing the child crying and trembling, who only had these "poor relatives" left in the world, these tough men's eyes instantly reddened.
"This silly child..."
Er Mengniang turned around, covered her mouth, her shoulders heaving violently as she cried uncontrollably.
Shi Yunfeng was overcome with emotion and tears streamed down his face.
He reached out shakily, wanting to hug this sensible child who was so pitiful, but found that his hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't even hold the patched animal skin coat.
"Waaah..."
Even Qian Renxue, who was standing to the side, could no longer control her emotions and squatted on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
She thought of herself; although she was in the Spirit Hall, she was all alone.
And this child, in order to protect this only source of warmth, was willing to give up revenge and justice.
At this moment, the entire Stone Village was immersed in deep sorrow.
However, just as everyone was immersed in this sentimentality...
A tremendous surge of energy suddenly erupted from the young Taoist who had been standing by sighing and lamenting.
"Um?!"
Upon seeing this, the young Daoist Dao Yi's expression also changed drastically.
The golden decree that he had respectfully put away suddenly flew out on its own without any summons!
"This is..."
The young Taoist's pupils contracted, but before he could react, the decree burst into flames in mid-air.
That was no ordinary fire, but the fire of the Great Dao!
Amidst endless golden divine flames, the decree transformed into a shower of light.
These showers of light did not dissipate; instead, they coalesced and reorganized rapidly.
Soon, an unparalleled aura that transcended the heavens and the earth, freezing the entire universe, descended with a thunderous roar!
Upon witnessing this scene, even the ever-calm Willow Goddess uttered a whisper of disbelief:
"This aura...it's him?!"
"The true form has not yet arrived, but the thoughts manifest."
"He actually descended incarnation for this child?!"
And so, to everyone's astonishment.
The rain of light eventually coalesced into a tall and imposing figure.
He was dressed in a pure white robe, untouched by any dust, as if he were the purest being in the world.
Her full head of black hair fell casually over her shoulders, each strand seemingly flowing with the crystalline luster of time.
Even if it is just an avatar, even if its true appearance cannot be seen, its transcendent and supreme demeanor, overlooking the changing of eras, still makes this world pale in comparison.
He stood there, as if he were standing at the end of the river of time.
Behind me are the lights of countless homes, and beneath my feet lie the myriad realms of the heavens.
Jiang Chen, the Lord of the Primordial Immortal Court!
"Thump!"
The moment Dao Tong Dao Yi saw this figure, his legs went weak and he knelt down, burying his head deep into the soil.
"Disciple Daoyi greets Master!"
"Welcome to the Immortal Lord's Arrival!!"
This sudden turn of events left the villagers of Shicun, who had been shedding tears, completely dumbfounded.
However, Jiang Chen ignored the kneeling Taoist boy and paid no attention to the shocked Goddess Liu.
His figure slowly drifted down, and his eyes, which seemed to contain billions of stars, finally landed gently on the child who was still sobbing.
"well..."
A soft sigh rang out, filled with endless pity, echoing in everyone's ears.
Then Jiang Chen stepped forward, walked up to the little one, and gently placed his hand on the top of the little one's head.
The warmth of the palm soothes the soul.
"Don't cry, sweetie."
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