Under the guidance of several Mountain Folk guards, the grain convoy entered the tribe at the foot of the mountain. Ian and Azure Tide, meanwhile, were led by a Second Energy Level ascended to meet Elder Manyan, who was waiting by the river near the entrance.
When he saw this black-haired, blue-eyed Second Energy Level ascended with a youthful appearance, Ian was somewhat surprised.
He did not remember the Southern Ridge Dragon-Worshiping Cult having any other Second Energy Level member with dragon blood... Elder Manyan had never mentioned one.
Thanks to the Dragon-Worshiping Cult's secret arts, the man's aura was exactly the same as an ordinary person's. If Ian had not possessed Precognitive Vision, he definitely would not have noticed.
At first, Ian thought the Dragon-Worshiping Cult was planning to ambush him, that Elder Manyan would give the order and five hundred axemen would rush out to chop him into meat paste... But setting aside his persecution complex, Ian knew that the Dragon-Worshiping Cult were truly his own people. How could they possibly plot against him?
There had to be another reason behind this.
Ian and Azure Tide stepped over withered yellow leaves and entered the Avude Tribe's settlement on the other side of the mountain's foot.
A small river flowed slowly through the brownish-yellow woods. Its clear waters passed through the artificial stone channel surrounding the tribe, pale aquatic grass drifting amid clean pebbles.
Elder Manyan stood on the opposite bank.
The young man leading them was not Mountain Folk. The moment Ian realized that he was at the Second Energy Level, he began paying close attention to the details.
He noticed the rather obvious sword calluses on the "young man's" palms. Azure Tide also gestured to Ian, warning him to stay cautious.
They could both tell that the