Seeing the Sword Is Like Seeing Him!

"Without blood ties, how did you manage to wield the Xuanyuan Sword?" the young man asked, frowning.

"This... um... maybe it likes me..."

Ye Jing gave an awkward smile; he couldn't very well say it was because he had a cheat code.

The young man was taken aback, not expecting this reason.

"Young Master, let's take him to the tribe. Since he was able to get here, it means he has a way out."

The little girl with pigtails said with bright eyes.

The young man looked at Ye Jing and nodded.

Anyone who can be recognized by Ye Xuanyuan Sword cannot be a bad person.

"Friend, my name is Gongsun Lue. I would like to invite you to my tribe. It has been a long time since any outsiders have visited us, and your arrival will make our entire tribe very happy!"

"My name is Ye Jing, okay!"

Ye Jing looked up; cultivation was not possible here. Although these people had extremely strong physiques, they lacked cultivation.

There was no threat to him.

He also needs to learn more about the world.

The Yellow Emperor couldn't possibly have ignored these people; there must have been a way out for them.

It's just that it hasn't been discovered or is hidden.

I'll also go to a quiet place to heal my wounds.

Immediately.

The four children were overjoyed and rushed towards Ye Jing.

The little girl looked at Ye Jing's clothes with great curiosity.

"Big brother, what kind of animal hide are your clothes made of? They're so soft!"

"Big brother, what's that bag on your waist? The Xuanyuan Sword is so big, how did you manage to put it in there?"

"Big brother, what's the outside world like?"

"The oldest grandfather in the tribe told me that when he was a child, the youngest grandfather in the tribe said that there were many delicious things in the outside world, including something called barbecued Kunpeng meat, which was very delicious!"

Ye Jing: "..."

The four children chattered incessantly.

"Alright, stop fooling around. This time you all ran off, each of you go back and chop five loads of firewood!" Gongsun Lue flicked each of them on the head.

Before the little ones could even cry out, he grabbed two of them and tucked them under his armpits, then grabbed one more with each hand.

"Brother Ye Jing, I see you're injured. Can you keep up with me?" Gongsun Lue asked with some concern.

Ye Jing shook his head. "No problem."

"Alright, let's go!" Gongsun Lue nodded.

Then he jumped up and down among the trees with the four little ones between him!

His movements were clean and swift, even more impressive than the lightness skills of an average cultivator.

Ye Jing immediately followed.

This world is rich in Spiritual Qi, so even ordinary people who don't cultivate will have extremely strong physiques.

Gongsun Lue and his group must have some methods of body training.

That's why his physique is so strong.

Ye Jing estimated that Gongsun Lue's current strength was around the Innate Realm!

Following Gongsun Lue as they traversed through the forest, everything seemed much larger, giving Ye Jing a sense of novelty.

This is probably related to the abundance of Spiritual Qi. Since cultivation is not possible, the creatures of this world can only develop physically!

Soon.

A tribe appeared faintly in view.

The tribe was established in a gently sloping valley.

Surrounded by mountains on three sides, it forms a natural barrier.

The entrance features a gate tower and fences as high as Mount Qi.

"Open the door! Open the door quickly! Notify the leader! The Elder and priests are performing a ritual!"

Gongsun shouted excitedly when he was still a long distance from the sluice gate.

After all, Ye Jing's appearance gave them hope of getting out!

After saying that, he threw the little guys he was holding onto the gate tower.

"Also, make these four guys chop firewood. They won't get dinner until they've chopped five loads."

The four little ones tumbled and rolled in the air, screaming, "Ahhh! No!"

Ye Jing's lips twitched; these children looked to be only eight or nine years old.

Is it really okay to treat them this way?

On the gate tower, several guards reached out and caught Gongsun Yan and the other children, then took them away directly.

Ye Jing followed Gongsun Lue through the gate at the entrance.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

The two guards at the door looked surprised when they saw Ye Jing behind Gongsun Lue.

Who is this?

Where did they come from?

"This friend is Ye Jing, from the outside world." Gongsun Lue's words shocked the two guards so much that they almost flew off their feet.

Visitors from outside?

Is this person from outside?

"Young... Young Master..." one of the guards stammered.

"Alright, quickly inform the leader that I'm taking my friends directly to the council hall!"

Gongsun Lue laughed loudly.

"Okay, sure!"

The guard nodded quickly and ran towards the tribe.

"Friend, let's go!" Gongsun Lue gestured for them to leave.

"Good!"

Ye Jing nodded.

On the road.

Almost everyone in the tribe came out, looking at Ye Jing with curiosity and shock.

Some of the bolder children ran right up to Ye Jing.

He looked at Ye Jing with his big, dark eyes.

"Big brother, are you really from outside?"

"The oldest grandfather in the tribe said that when he was a child, he heard that there was delicious real dragon meat outside the tribe. Is that true?"

Ye Jing: "..."

What exactly did the old man in this tribe tell these children?

They all want to eat either the Kunpeng or the true dragon.

He had never seen this before.

What kind of trend is this?

Under the watchful eyes of passersby, Ye Jing and Gongsun Lue finally arrived at the council hall.

Most of the houses in the tribe are built of wood.

Simple yet sturdy.

After all, the tree used to build the house was wider than two people.

In the living room.

A large table, about three meters wide and five meters long, with no visible joints, appears to have been carved directly from a single tree.

Even the lumberjacks of my past life would be drooling with envy.

Now, quite a few people are already seated.

In the main seat sat a dignified middle-aged man who bore a resemblance to Gongsun Lue.

He must be Gongsun Lue's father, who was also the tribe's Clan Leader.

On the right sat an old man whose body was covered in totems; he was probably a priest!

The remaining people, including elderly people and middle-aged men, were probably the Elder of the tribe.

Upon seeing Ye Jing, they all excitedly stood up.

One by one, they walked towards Ye Jing.

"Hello, I am Gongsun Lige, the chief of the tribe and the current Clan Leader of the Changyi lineage."

When the middle-aged man saw Ye Jing, especially the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, his eyes gleamed with excitement, and Ye Jing even thought he saw tears in them.

Changyi?

Ye Chen remembered that he was the second son of the Yellow Emperor, and was very talented.

Unexpectedly, they were the ones assigned here.

"Hello, Clan Leader Lige!"

Ye Jing responded politely.

"Quickly, please sit down!" Gongsun Lige hurriedly invited Ye Jing to sit in the main seat.

Ye Jing was startled and quickly refused.

After a final stalemate, Ye Jing sat down in the first seat on the right.

"You don't need to be so polite, I'm just an ordinary person."

Ye Jing was helpless.

These people saw him as their hope; if they couldn't get out themselves later, that would be a huge problem.

"No, my friend, our ancestors left us a precept: whoever comes with the Xuanyuan Sword is our Clan Leader. Seeing the sword is like seeing him!" Gongsun Lige shook his head excitedly.

Ye Jing: "!!?"