Today, Wang Xiaohu accepted a small task from the Lord God. It was worth twenty sect contribution points, and he was supposed to stop two groups from fighting around Shengyu Village and disrupting the peace and order of the village and the Flame God Cult.
After accepting the task, Wang Xiaohu happily set off.
He needed to earn a hundred sect contribution points to exchange them for the most basic, beginner-level "Strong and Healthy" enhancement from the great Nezha. That would make it easier for him to use his four magical treasures.
But...
Wang Xiaohu had only just flown to the target location outside the woods south of Shengyu Village when he was startled to discover two large groups of Miao people preparing to fight in the woods. And his task's targets seemed to be those very Miao people?!
Wang Xiaohu had never seen a clash on this scale. Even though he now had magical treasures and could fly through the air, he had never thought he could intervene in a brawl involving two or three hundred people, let alone stop it. Naturally, he lost his nerve.
"Kid!"
"I'd advise you not to meddle in other people's business!"
"Move!"
The voice from the left belonged to a vicious gang of male Black Miao, led by a filthy old man with one eye.
When the one-eyed old man saw Wang Xiaohu appear in the middle of the standoff, he noticed the strange items on Wang Xiaohu's body and feet, which clearly looked like they were not to be trifled with. After considering the matter for a moment, he gave Wang Xiaohu a sinister warning.
"Young man!"
"This is a feud between the White Miao and the Black Miao. It has nothing to do with you. Please move aside at once. We're