After dealing with the Blood Raven Clan, Qin He went on to visit several other tribes.
The Western Regions were vast, with countless races standing side by side. Many things had happened during the decades of conquest.
Some groups needed support, some needed punishment, and some needed to be uprooted entirely.
Qin He was like a farmer in a rice paddy. Weeds could never be completely cleared away; sometimes barnyard grass and rice shoots looked exactly alike, impossible to distinguish.
But fewer of them, and greater purity, was always better.
Over several months, Qin He traveled through nearly the entire Far West Land.
Half a year later, Qin He returned to Yellow Wind Ridge.
Ten years had passed. Freed from the Rat Clan's rule and oppression, the Human Race living here had undergone great changes. Their expressions and eyes had become far more peaceful.
Many cats were kept in the houses and fields, all to catch rats.
Though the fear and numbness carved deep into their bones had receded, they could not be entirely dispelled. Only the young and innocent children still had more curiosity in their eyes.
The deeply ingrained custom of seeking blessings through many children remained unchanged, and there were visibly far more children now.
In the future, the swelling population would become another source of trouble here.
But that was another matter.
What mattered most was that the Yellow Wind Clan was gone.
Seven months later, Qin He returned to Demonic Eyes Pass.
During the war, supernatural phenomena had manifested. Demonic Eyes Pass had once been the entrance to a great formation where fierce clashes took place during the previous Supernatural War.
Whether in terms of geography or the formation's layout, this place was an important pass and fiercely contested ground in the Western Regions.
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