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Chapter 611 The Three Pure Ones (Part Two)

The embers of the campfire, burning brightly in the night wind, carried the last whiffs of a mixture of burnt and bloody odors.

The air was as thick as congealed blood, making it hard to breathe.

Inside a fairly intact thatched hut, the dim firelight outlined four figures.

Li Er and Li Si were still in a daze of surviving the disaster and feeling lost about the future.

Li San, on the other hand, sat cross-legged on the ground, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force.

He stared intently at the ground, as if trying to see through the blood-soaked soil.

A fire of anger burned within him, yet he had nowhere to vent it...

"I came for you."

Qi, or rather Zhang Qi, finally broke the silence, looked at the three people opposite him, and slowly spoke.

His voice was calm, yet it was like a boulder thrown into the center of a lake, stirring up a tidal wave in the hearts of the three Li brothers.

Li Er and Li Si suddenly raised their heads, their faces filled with disbelief.

Who are they? They are nothing more than the most insignificant ants on this continent, struggling between sustenance and death, food to be harvested at any time by the slaughtering knives of all races.

The man before them possessed power beyond their wildest imaginations, capable of annihilating more than a dozen nobles of myriad races with a flick of his finger.

Why would someone like that make a special trip to find them?
"You...you mean, you're looking for us? Why?"

Li Er's voice was a little hoarse as he cautiously sought confirmation, afraid that he might have misheard.

"It's because of fate."

Zhang Qi's gaze swept over the three of them, finally settling on Li San.

This world is constantly changing because of the subconscious of an extraordinary person.

This is why figures with names like Gu and Jun came into existence.

These heroes had not appeared before because of the snake's suppression.

After leaving the Pan tribe, he has been traveling across the prehistoric continent for years, searching for human cities and cultivating these human heroes.

The purpose, of course, was to prepare for that final battle...

fate?

This word is too abstract and vague for them.

Their fate is nothing more than hunting, starving, and then dying silently in some inconspicuous corner, just like their elder brother Li Da.
The powerful figure who saved them seemed to be preparing to... teach them skills?

This is absolutely incredible...

"so……"

Zhang Qi's gaze was piercing, looking directly into the most primal desires deep within their souls.
Do you want to become stronger?

Before Li Er and Li Si could recover from the shock of the information, Li San suddenly raised his head.

His eyes were no longer filled with confusion, but only with a blood-red madness and determination.

The despair in Ahua's eyes when she was humiliated, the wailing of her clansmen as they were dragged and torn apart like livestock, the back view of her elder brother Li Da when he sacrificed himself... scene after scene, like a branding iron, were deeply engraved in his soul.

"miss you!"

He practically roared out the word, his hoarse voice filled with boundless hatred.

"I want to become stronger! I want to personally slaughter all those scum of all races, one by one!"

Seeing their younger brother's almost frantic state, Li Er and Li Si exchanged a glance, seeing the same resolute determination in each other's eyes.

They remembered their elder brother's death, the children who were slaughtered at will, and the humiliation of kneeling on the ground, unable even to muster the thought of resistance.

"My lord! Please teach us your skills!"

"Please!"

The two knelt down together and kowtowed deeply.

Zhang Qi nodded, showing no surprise whatsoever.

He raised his hand and pressed it into the air, and three distinct streams of warmth flowed into the three brothers' bodies. A seed of a method for guiding, breathing in, and utilizing the free-floating energy of heaven and earth, called "Qi Cultivation," took root and sprouted in their hearts.

At the same time, countless exquisite martial arts moves and power techniques were also imprinted in their minds like a sudden enlightenment.

Having gained initial control over this power, Li San's first thought was to lead his people away from this sorrowful place.

With their current strength, the three brothers are capable of surviving, or even thriving, in this perilous forest without relying on the protection of any race.

However, when he shared this idea with all the surviving members of his tribe, he was met with complete silence.

Apart from Ahua, who had just been rescued and whose eyes still held fear and dependence, and who stood silently behind him, everyone else, young and old, looked at him with a complex gaze, a mixture of fear and alienation.

They didn't cheer, they didn't respond, they just silently lowered their heads, as if Li San were some kind of anomaly.

"why?"

Li San couldn't understand, and he roared at the crowd.

"Have you all forgotten how those scum killed our children? How they treated us like food? Are you just going to stay here and wait for the next batch of noble lords to come and enjoy us?"

His question was like a pebble thrown into a mud pit, without causing the slightest ripple.

The tribesmen huddled together even more timidly, some even beginning to sob quietly, seemingly worried about their future fate. The source of their worry was not the myriad tribes, but Li San, who was trying to disrupt the existing order.

Filled with confusion and anger, Li San found Zhang Qi.

Why...why would they do this?

Zhang Qi looked at him quietly without answering directly. He simply led Li San across the mountains and forests to a new settlement.

This village is also a human settlement that exists in association with a certain tribe of various ethnic groups.

But unlike Li San's dilapidated and miserable village, this place looked... quite peaceful and serene.

The thatched houses were neat and clean, the roads were spotless, and even the villagers had smiles on their faces.

Li San was stunned, but he quickly realized something was wrong.

The people in this village are all too young.

Looking around, he saw nothing but children and young people; he didn't even see a single person over twenty years old.

There are no elderly people with white hair here, nor middle-aged people with wrinkled faces.

"This village has a special rule."

Zhang Qi's voice rang in his ears, flat and without a trace of emotion.
"Everyone who lives to the age of twenty will be guided by a 'divine messenger' to go to the 'heavenly kingdom' to enjoy happiness."

"In return, they have plenty of food before the age of twenty, and they live carefree lives without hunting or working."

Li San's heart sank. He walked towards a young man who was weaving something with grass by the roadside and tried to ask him something.

The young man wore an innocent smile, showing no doubt or wariness towards Li San's question. He answered with an air of boundless longing:

"Yes, in two months I will turn twenty. Then the angels will come to take me to that place in heaven where there is no pain and eternal happiness. I really envy those older brothers and sisters who were chosen in advance."

Li San felt a chill run down his spine, and he pressed on with the question:
"Where are your parents? They've gone to heaven. Don't you miss them?"

The young man's smile grew even brighter, and even more eerie:

“We have no parents. Our teacher said that we are all God’s children, born to return to the Kingdom of Heaven. Whether in life or after death, we are blessed.”

Why……

Li San felt his throat was terribly dry, and he couldn't utter a single word. He finally understood that in this carefully constructed cage of "happiness," concepts like family, kinship, and inheritance had been erased from the very beginning.

Like domesticated livestock, they grow up happily in ignorance, and then joyfully head towards the slaughterhouse that was already destined for them.

He turned around and looked at Zhang Qi, his eyes filled with pain and confusion.

"It is pointless to forcibly change their minds."

"Some ideas are deeply ingrained in them from the moment they are born. You can save them once, but you can't save them forever."

"What really needs to change is the world."

(End of this chapter)