My tribe has been invincible for thirty years of gacha pulls.

After taking all the spoils, the documentary looked up again, its gaze fixed intently on the illusory figure.

This made the illusory figure feel somewhat uneasy.

After all, he just cheated.

It's still about dealing with a boy who is under eighteen years old.

Thinking of this, the illusory figure couldn't help but feel even more guilty.

The key is that admitting you're weaker than an 18-year-old seems even more embarrassing!

So with another finger pointing, another Soul Stone (small) appeared in front of the documentary.

This made even the documentary crew want to kneel down before the illusory figure and shout, "The boss is so generous!"

"Since you've done well, I've thought about it and will reward you with another one."

This surprised the documentary team once again.

Although we don't know exactly what happened, getting a Soul Stone for free is a good thing no matter how you look at it!

For a moment, the documentary's gaze became even more intense.

The way they looked at the illusory figure was as if they were looking at a moving treasure trove.

Even though it was just a remnant soul, the illusory figure felt a chill run down his spine.

"So, what exactly happened?"

The illusory figure spoke, asking a question.

"Um... I have some clansmen, can they come here for the trial?"

The illusory figure immediately breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the other party didn't realize that he had just cheated, it was a minor matter. Besides, this trial ground was originally prepared for this purpose.

"As long as no one in your tribe has reached the third rank, you can come here for the trial."

"Then everyone in our tribe can come!"

Because happiness came so suddenly, the documentary couldn't control its emotions and blurted out.

How many resources would that require!

This is much better than the miniature bloodstone ore or miniature soul ore we obtained before!

But these words caused the illusory figure to pause slightly, its tone filled with surprise: "Your tribe doesn't have any third-tier combatants?"

"no."

The documentary team shook their heads in response.

He certainly wouldn't hide anything from this wealthy and powerful patron.

Moreover, he could sense that if the other party truly wanted to harm him, their strength was such that wiping out the entire Jishi Water Department wouldn't be a problem.

"Is there no one to guide your spiritual practice?"

The illusory figure couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, I have."

The documentary states, "Before I became a wizard, I was guided by my grandfather. After I became a first-level wizard, I was guided by Si Bao."

That's perfectly normal.

The illusory figure breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "What rank of wizards are your grandfather and Si Bao? Aren't they in your tribe right now?"

"Of course I am."

The documentary's gaze was as if it were looking at a fool.

It seems that becoming a remnant soul can also affect intelligence.

Since we're not from the same tribe, who would guide our spiritual practice?

When he first met Si Bao, he only asked her some basic wizarding questions.

The illusory figure felt agitated by the documentary-like gaze.

However, after hearing what the documentary said next, he was completely stunned.

"My grandfather was a first-tier wizard before, and he recently advanced to the second tier. Si Bao was in the early stage of the second tier before, and now she is in the late stage of the second tier."

Silence, endless silence.

The illusory figure no longer knew what words to use to describe its current feelings.

He understood.

A first-tier wizard and a second-tier wizard nurtured this little monster!

This is...

Thinking about his background during his lifetime, and the pride he felt when he achieved success.

The illusory figure only felt...

I'm tired. Let it end. That's it.

However, after regaining his senses, the illusory figure felt a surge of joy that brought tears to his eyes.

He felt it was a blessing from heaven that this extraordinary boy was sent to him when this spatial rift was about to collapse in a few years!

Although I am currently unable to take on apprentices or teach advanced witchcraft, I can still share some basic common sense with them.

"You can come here often in the future and chat with me more..."

The documentary immediately caught my eye.

Although the remnant soul before me has low intelligence...

Well, although his behavior is a bit strange, his experience and strength are beyond compare, definitely top-tier among his peers!

"The meditation techniques I currently possess only allow me to cultivate to the third level. Could you teach me the subsequent techniques?"

The documentary team immediately chose to speak.

"Forehead……"

The illusory figure was speechless: "You can see my current situation. I am willing but unable to impart my skills, otherwise the entire spatial rift would collapse."

In response, the documentary expressed understanding: "Our tribe is currently being targeted by three Tier 3 Spirit Warrior tribes and one Tier 4 Spirit Warrior tribe. What should I do to wipe them out?"

The illusory figure stared at Ji Shi with a chilling gaze: "If I remember correctly, your tribe doesn't even have a single Tier 3 combatant right now, does it?"

"Yes."

"And you still dare to think about wiping them out?!"

Ji Shi scratched his head and chuckled, "Isn't it because you're here? Your strength is so unfathomable, wiping them out would be a piece of cake!"

"Kid, don't try to trick me. I was just bluffing when I said I'd wipe out a fourth-tier sacrificial spirit."

The illusory figure was now basically confirmed; the kid in front of him looked honest, but in reality, he was very cunning.

"Given my current situation, if I make a move outside this spatial rift, it will definitely collapse, but..."

The illusory figure changed the subject, laughing, "This spatial rift of mine can shelter a maximum of ten people. If things become unbearable, you can choose some kindling to take refuge in this spatial rift. As long as people are alive, there is hope, isn't there?"

What the illusory figure was actually trying to say was that, with his talent for documentary filmmaking, if he could seclude himself here for ten or eight years, he should be able to easily conquer the Mangshan region.

But he could tell from the conversation just now.

It's obvious that the documentary team wouldn't agree to this.

The documentary then chatted with the illusory figure for a while longer, just as he was about to leave.

The illusory figure paused for a moment, then laughed, "Your people seem worried about you, so they've come in too!"

Then he twitched his fingers slightly, and a man and a woman appeared beside the documentary.

It was Si Bao and the Water River.

"Mr. Shoutiao, are you alright?"

Si Bao and Shui He, who were initially somewhat confused, found their anchor the moment they saw the documentary, and Shui He immediately asked a question.

Si Bao, standing to the side, also showed a hint of worry.

The documentary immediately shook its head to indicate that it was nothing.

Clearly, he had been inside for too long, causing the two to worry about him and come in to find out what was going on.

The name "Water River" sent a chill down the spine of the illusory figure.

He never expected that the documentary would actually be the guardian of the tribe!

In other words, the other party got to where they are today entirely on their own merits!

This immediately intensified the illusory figure's appreciation for talent.

"I'll say it again: if things are hopeless, then come to me for refuge."

The illusory figure couldn't help but speak again.

As he spoke, Shuihe and Sibao noticed him and turned their heads around, somewhat bewildered.

"Who is this...?"