Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?!

"This hair is soft and fine, belonging to a young beast's fur."

"But it is stained with blood, indicating someone is hunting young beasts!"

Lu Yuan's face gradually turned grim.

The people of the Great Wilderness live by hunting.

If not enough game is hunted next year, most of the tribe members will struggle to even have meals.

Such hunting of young beasts is tantamount to cutting the roots of the Great Wind Tribe!

The Great Wind Tribe would not engage in such a short-sighted act of self-ruin.

Moreover, besides Lu Yuan and Feng Huai'an, no tribe member has the power to set foot in this deep mountain.

Thus, the identity of the other party is already obvious.

"The blood on the fur is still wet, indicating the perpetrators are still nearby. As long as I chase them, I'll find out who they are."

Lu Yuan took the heavy bow from his back and followed the traces left along the way.

As the distance closed.

He found a tuft of blood-stained fur every few dozen steps; eventually, he even saw clear footprints on the ground.

"Once I cross this hill, it's the hunting area of the Stone Turtle Tribe."

Lu Yuan slightly squinted, with a surge of intense killing intent in his heart.

However, at this moment.

A burst of conversation suddenly came from not far ahead.

Lu Yuan restrained his breath, slowed his steps, and swiftly climbed an ancient tree like a nimble monkey, seeing the scene ahead clearly.

Two middle-aged men in beast robes were counting their spoils in an open space.

Their beast robes had the Stone Turtle Carrying Mountain design on the chest.

This was indeed the totem symbol of the Stone Turtle Tribe!

"The Clan Leader said we must bring back ten exotic beasts this time, so it looks like we need to hunt another four."

A man with a horse face said in a deep voice.

"Great Elder, we've repeatedly trespassed into the Great Wind Tribe's territory for poaching recently, not even sparing the young beasts. What if that old guy Feng Huai'an finds out?"

Another bald man expressed concern.

Though Feng Huai'an is old, his combat strength is terrifyingly strong, able to fight three without falling behind.

If the two tribes completely tore off the mask, it wouldn't be a joking matter.

"So what if he finds out?"

The horse-faced man snorted coldly, showing disdain.

"The Great Wind Tribe's heritage is incomplete, causing Feng Huai'an to be stuck at the Visualization Realm for thirty years."

"But our tribe has complete Dharma Gate, and the Clan Leader is about to break through, needing a lot of exotic beasts and resources."

"Once the Clan Leader becomes a Spirit Embryo Realm Qi Refiner, what will Feng Huai'an be?"

Upon hearing this, the bald man was overjoyed and had no more worries.

However, he seemed to remember something and asked softly.

"Great Elder, I've heard that a Qi Cultivation genius emerged from the Great Wind Tribe in recent years, entering the Qi Refining Realm at only three years old. Is this true?"

"Indeed, such a thing happened, but unfortunately, he's born into the Great Wind Tribe, and will never amount to much in his lifetime."

The horse-faced man said indifferently.

Getting into the Qi Refining Realm is easy, but reaching Perfection is as hard as reaching the heavens.

Moreover, being poor in literature and rich in martial arts.

On the path of Qi Cultivation, besides talent, resources are crucial.

The Great Wind Tribe is impoverished enough to rattle, who knows when that so-called genius will step into the Visualization Realm?

The two collected their prey and proceeded again to the Great Wind Tribe's territory to hunt.

Lu Yuan, using the dense foliage to hide his form, held his breath, bent his bow, and aimed at the more powerful horse-faced man.

When there was only one li distance between them, Lu Yuan drew the bowstring fully and shot an arrow with all his might.

"Whoosh!"

A piercing sound of rushing wind suddenly arose.

A golden arrow tore through the sky, shooting towards the horse-faced man like a stream of light.

Its speed was so fast, beyond the limits of the human eye.

The horse-faced man couldn't even see what it was before he groaned and fell asleep.

After all, he was only at the Late Qi Cultivation Stage, and with Lu Yuan's meticulous planning.

With his power, how could he possibly dodge this arrow?

"Great Elder!"

All of this happened too quickly.

When the bald man saw the horse-faced man suddenly fall dead, his heart was full of fear and helplessness.

A master at the Late Qi Cultivation Stage, just like that, dead?

It was at this moment that the bald man finally saw what had flown over just now.

A golden long arrow was stuck in the horse-faced man's forehead.

The sharp arrowhead penetrated his skull, going out through the back of his head.

But the horse-faced man's skull was too hard, jamming the arrow shaft in his head.

"It didn't break through?"

Lu Yuan stood on the tree watching this scene, his expression slightly surprised.

With his current power, a single arm swing could easily topple a great mountain.

And this horned heavy bow was made from exotic beast tendons and bones; when fully drawn, it could easily pierce through a Visualization Realm Qi Refiner.

What's more, earlier, to ensure a kill, he had used his full strength without holding back.

But even so,

he still couldn't pierce through the horse-faced man's skull, showing just how hard his skull truly was!

"Indeed, the Qi Refiners of the Stone Turtle Tribe often visualize the Stone Turtle Carrying Mountain Painting, so their bones are as solid as a rock."

"And the skull is the hardest part of the human body; it's normal that I couldn't pierce it."

"Not to mention, the ancestors of the Stone Turtle Tribe are suspected to be related to the legendary Bixi."

Lu Yuan mused to himself.

Don't be fooled by the poverty of the Great Wilderness, its lack of resources.

Many tribes actually have rich histories.

Though the Stone Turtle Tribe is just a small tribe of over three thousand people, their ancestors were descendants of the Bixi!

Bixi, also known as Ba Xia, was the sixth son of the True Dragon.

This beast resembled a turtle and excelled at carrying heavy loads, often used to carry ancient monuments.

In ancient times, the forefathers erected monuments to sages and emperors using immense stone steles placed on the backs of Bixi, relying on its divine power to ensure they would last for ages, timeless and enduring.

Thus, a sacred turtle carrying a stele was regarded as a symbol of longevity and good fortune.

However, passed down to this generation of the Stone Turtle Tribe, it has long fallen into decline, turning into the Stone Turtle Carrying Mountain.

"Are you the Qi refining genius of the Great Wind Tribe?"

When the bald man saw Lu Yuan appear, he couldn't be any clearer about his identity.

But he never expected.

Lu Yuan appeared very young, with a trace of childish innocence and naivety on his face, but his actions were so cruel and vicious!

Without saying a word, he mercilessly struck to kill!

Lu Yuan didn't say much.

He merely drew his bowstring again under the bald man's terrified gaze.

The bald man turned to flee.

But just as he turned, before he could make any move, he felt a fierce killing intent behind him.

Next, there was unbearable pain in his right leg.

He looked down.

The kneecap of his right leg had been pierced by a golden arrow, forcing him to kneel and pinning him to the ground!

"What kind of demon is this?!"

The bald man was in cold sweat from the pain, filled with despair.

In the blink of an eye,

the two Qi Refiners of the Stone Turtle Tribe, one dead and one wounded, had no power to resist from start to finish.

And Lu Yuan killed the Qi Refiners as easily as slaughtering chickens and dogs, without even a change in breath!

"Tell me the situation of the Stone Turtle Tribe, and I can give you a quick death."

Seeing the bald man still trying to struggle, Lu Yuan shot another arrow, pinning his left leg to the ground.

"You are indeed strong, but there are no cowards in the Stone Turtle Tribe; you will not make me betray the tribe!"

The bald man spat a mouthful of bloody spit, resolutely defiant.

Lu Yuan said no more, shooting through his hands, pinning him firmly to the ground.

But even so,

no matter how painful, the bald man never spoke a word.

"A real tough one."

Lu Yuan nodded.

The Great Wilderness is fraught with danger, constantly facing threats from the outside world.

The reason these tribes could take root and survive among the poisonous snakes and insects of the deep mountains is due to the unity among the tribespeople and that unparalleled cohesion.

In the hearts of all tribespeople, the safety of the tribe is above all else.

They would sacrifice everything, including their own lives, for the tribe without hesitation!

Though Lu Yuan admired the bald man's backbone, he showed no mercy in his actions.

Knowing he couldn't get anything from the bald man's mouth, he carried the horned heavy bow as he walked step by step toward the Stone Turtle Tribe's hunting grounds.

The bald man watched Lu Yuan's figure grow more distant, his heart filled with extreme anxiety and fear.

"Wait! Where are you going?"

Lu Yuan didn't turn back, as if he didn't hear anything, continuing towards the Stone Turtle Tribe.

"Could it be you intend to..."

The bald man's pupils shrank, his face turned ashen as if he thought of something extremely terrifying.

Even though reason told him,

that a single person annihilating an entire tribe was absolutely impossible,

he couldn't shake the premonition in his heart.

Lu Yuan seemed young, but perhaps he really could do such a thing!