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I avoided the Three-Eyed guards standing watch in the trees and hid behind a leaf far away to observe them, straining my ears to listen to their language.
Before long, I had analyzed their grammar and roughly understood its meaning.
For one who pursued immortality through the Dao, photographic memory was fundamental. Naturally, dismantling a language was no difficult matter.
Moreover, the range of my hearing was far beyond what these mortals could compare with. Every voice in the entire village, the rhythm of their breathing and the tones of their speech, even the sounds made by their domesticated pets—all of it fell into my ears one after another.
In less than half a day, I had more or less figured out their language.
Next came gathering intelligence. Although I obtained quite a bit of information about this world from their subsequent conversations, it was impossible to get the information I wanted without asking directly.
I also tried transmitting the information to Wanqi, but that fellow did not immediately send any information back to me. It seemed that we still had a time difference and could not communicate in real time.
The Three-Eyed people living in the forest called this place Tero Village. Outside was a larger town called Yuanluo City. The man who had hunted the beasts wanted to save up enough materials to buy a battle wheel in Yuanluo City for his eldest child.
This forest was called Exile Valley. It had once been a place where the Guilty Clan was banished. After several centuries of change, most of the clanspeople here were still under a state of semi-sealing. If the city learned that someone belonged to this clan, it would not grant them any status.
Since they were a clan that could not leave Exile Valley,