The Days of Being Forced to Become the Savior of a Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 26 Young Mother

Zhiyue suddenly waved his hand, opening a spatial rift.

"let me!"

Fascur then acted swiftly, releasing a golden silk bag that precisely trapped the massive longhorn beetle. Inside, it struggled frantically, desperately trying to pierce the bag with its enormous tentacles. However, the bag was incredibly hard and resilient, and for the time being, it was helpless.

"This is the secret technique passed down by the chief of my Cooper tribe, our signature skill. Enemies caught in this move won't have an easy time escaping."

Fascula said with a proud expression.

"Fine! I'll take the blame! Come on, sis, let's beat him to a pulp!"

At the same time, Uncle Snake finally made up his mind to unleash all of Qian Xintong's power.

"Xiaofeng" also launched its most powerful attack, its claws slashing down from above—

when.

A crisp metallic clang rang out. "Xiaofeng's" three claws snapped off and stuck into the ground.

"This...how is this possible! Oh no!"

It cried out in surprise, then suddenly collapsed to the ground, its eyes losing their luster.

Qian Xintong, panting heavily, took a deep breath and relaxed:

"Well done, uncle, you've been a great help, although we won't need you anymore."

Meanwhile, Qian Yuanting, who was idly on the Star of Knowledge, watched as the seal was broken for a moment and then quickly restored, puzzled as to why.

Rainbow Snake's Question:

"How did it fall over like that? I was waiting to see the might of this Supreme God... no, Star Envoy. Oh well, I hope the boss didn't notice..."

Qian Xintong collapsed to the ground:

"Alright, come out now, I'll help you remove the traces of that power."

Viminali slowly emerged from the ground. He had been extremely worried just now, and almost acted rashly to defend himself. If something had really happened, the master would definitely blame him.

"That was close. It seems their plan succeeded."

Qian Xintong slumped to the ground and exhaled:

"Indeed, to catch the thief, first catch the king; to cut the weeds, you must nip them in the bud."

"roar!!!"

The burly man who had just gone out rushed back, roaring, determined to take back the longhorn beetle.

Just as it was about to touch the group, a huge spike rose from the ground in the blink of an eye, piercing the big guy through the heart and leaving him hanging above. It twitched twice, spat out blood, and lay still.

Shigeyama made his move and killed the big guy in an instant.

Everyone was startled and fell silent. The villagers had never known that Zhiyue could be so powerful. He turned to look at Fasculla:

"I'm sorry, but this is... a necessary sacrifice."

Fascula's eyes were filled with sorrow, but he shook his head and gave a bitter smile.

Zhiyue exerted force, shattering the longhorn beetle. At the same time, the red light in all the Coopers' eyes faded, their eyes went dark, and they lost their ability to move.

The gold-threaded pouch scattered, and looking at the insect fragments in his hand, Zhiyue shook his head, his eyes filled with unspeakable disappointment:

"Unfortunately, he's just a lowly soldier with no individual consciousness, so he can't provide any clues."

He immediately smiled:

"You eight seniors have worked hard, please go back and rest."

All eight rebels looked exhausted and had minor injuries of varying degrees, but none were in mortal danger. The group nodded in acknowledgment and returned to the Boundless Starry Sky to rest and recuperate, while Zhiyue and the other three went to the nearby Kuber tribe.

"As expected, they've already left."

Zhiyue shook his head:

"The tribesmen who have lost their minds were probably already walking corpses on the day of the rebellion. They were just being manipulated by this monster and doing things for him. As for some of the stronger individuals, such as this big guy... I'm sorry, I don't know his name yet—they have retained their consciousness, but they have still been affected. Their minds are filled with hatred, and they only know how to take revenge on the Yara tribe."

Fasculla gave a wry smile:

"His name is Munger. So it really is... Poor children, even in death they cannot find peace."

As the mountain peak descended with its rock spikes, Fascula slowly crouched down, gently stroking Mung's cheek and slowly closing his unseeing eyes.

"Rest in peace. May you not be consumed by the flames of hatred in your next life."

Zhiyue watched this scene without saying a word.

Qian Xintong: "By the way, where did the village chief go?"

Viminali: "I lied to her, saying the enemy might attack the villagers' migration, and sent her to protect the migrating caravan."

Village Chief: "We're almost at the forbidden area, how come we haven't seen a single enemy?"

Qian Xintong: "...You're really something."

Viminali: "She's an old woman who hasn't cultivated since she was busy protecting the village. Her lifespan is already too short. If she causes any more trouble, she'll just ruin herself."

—The village chief talked about him for three days in a row afterward.

News of the victory spread rapidly through the underground network, and the Yara people rejoiced. The forests above ground began to regrow quickly. They possessed a sophisticated underground root system, allowing them to lurk in the desert and survive by drawing energy from other creatures, even without above-ground parts.

The group returned safely to Rainbow Village and met with Qian Xintong and his companion. The eight rebels greeted each other and then quickly went to the forbidden area to reunite with the villagers. Their families had been extremely worried about them after such a long journey. The members of the "Decapitation Plan" were shocked to see that even the giant tree in the village had turned into a human, but having learned from past experiences, they quickly accepted the fact that even elemental beasts and elemental plants could transform into human form.

"Hey beautiful, this is actually our first formal meeting."

Qian Xintong put her arm around Fasculla's shoulder, behaving very intimately:

"I knew you weren't a bad person, otherwise you would have tried to kill me that day."

Fascura blushed slightly, unsure how to respond to such an enthusiastic girl.

"By the way, what's your name again?"

"My name is Fasculla."

Zhiyue: "You're the leader of the Cooper tribe. Even if you are, don't address her as 'sister' so casually. Oh, by the way, Fascura, how old are you?"

Fascula smiled gently, a smile as warm as a spring breeze that swept through everyone's hearts:

"It's not a good idea to ask a girl's age casually. But I can tell you, she should be... oh, twenty-five."

……

"Huh?" (×n)

A group of people voiced their doubts in unison.

Qian Xintong: "Well... it's not that different, is it?"

Viminali was equally astonished:

"At only twenty-five years old, he has such leadership charisma, able to inspire so many people to return to the forest. He truly deserves to be the leader of the tribe."

Fascula: "Senior is too kind. As a fellow leader of a tribe, you are far more powerful than I am."

Viminali shook her head:

"It's just that I've lived a few more years, nothing to say. Besides, I only recently regained my memories."

Zhiyue: "Then why do you keep calling them children..."

Fascula was taken aback for a moment, then smiled shyly:

"That's just... a little habit of mine as the leader of the tribe. They respect me as their leader, so naturally I have to take care of them like a mother. In fact, most of them were born before me."

At this point, she became dejected again, her expression turning gloomy:

"It's a pity they've all left now."

The atmosphere suddenly became somber.

But Viminali quickly broke the silence:

"I'm sorry, but I still have to ask, is it possible that part of your tribe still lives in human cities?"

Fascula: "Indeed, there is no immediate concern about extermination."

Having already experienced two cognitive shocks, Zhi Yue quickly adapted to the widespread existence of alien transformations and the reality that there were still such transformants in human society, and interjected at the opportune moment:

"That's good. As long as the green hills remain, there's always hope for a future resurgence."

Fascula forced a smile and didn't say anything more.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward, and Qian Xintong interjected:

"Oh, right, why don't you two use a human name as an alias to hide your identities?"

After a moment's thought, Viminari nodded first:

"Good idea. We'll mostly be traveling as humans in the future, so we definitely need an alias."

Fascula immediately agreed.

Viminali didn't have much time to think:

"I like to think and study, so I'll call myself Silin."

Yingzi nodded, seemingly lost in thought:

"Contemplation and vitality... What a great name."

Fasculla pondered for a moment, recalling her ancestral secret technique as the leader of her tribe, and replied: