The Struggle Between the Wu Clans, a Subtle "Hostile" Relationship

"Divine Envoy, please enjoy."

The High Priest left the room with the utmost respect. Before Chen Changsheng lay many kinds of unfamiliar meat, along with some fresh Spiritual Fruit.

Looking at the food before him, Chen Changsheng smiled helplessly, then spoke to the woman beside him with his Divine Sense Realm.

"I can't eat all this by myself. Come have some too."

Hearing this, the woman hurriedly shook her head and rattled off a long string of words.

Though he could not understand her language, Chen Changsheng could roughly guess what she meant.

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng immediately smiled. "Since you won't eat, why don't you teach me the language here instead?"

"I can't understand your language very well."

The woman nodded happily at Chen Changsheng's request.

Afterward, she began teaching Chen Changsheng the language of this place.

The long night soon passed. After a night of study, Chen Changsheng could finally barely understand the language spoken here.

At the same time, Chen Changsheng learned about this place from the woman.

This place had no specific name. Its most precise designation was simply the Ten Thousand Mountains.

As for how vast this mountain range truly was, there had never been a definite answer from ancient times to the present, because no one had ever walked out of these great mountains.

The cultivation system here was also quite interesting. They cultivated neither the body nor an inner core, focusing solely on venomous insects.

These venomous insects had all sorts of uses. They could kill enemies, but they could also save people.

However, specializing in venomous insects had one fatal flaw: it could not effectively strengthen one's Divine Sense Realm.

Chen Changsheng did not enjoy cultivation, but he loved studying arrays.

Yet the study of arrays required Divine Sense Realm in many areas.

After long years of tempering, Chen Changsheng, though only in the Nascent Soul Realm, possessed Divine Sense Realm stronger than that of some Spirit Transformation cultivators.

It was precisely because of this that the High Priest treated Chen Changsheng with such respect.

"Alright, let's stop here for now. A Man, go back and rest first."

Glancing at the sky outside, where a pale glow had begun to spread, Chen Changsheng told the somewhat exhausted White Witch Tribe girl to return and rest.

A Man obediently rose and left.

But halfway there, A Man suddenly dropped to her knees and pleaded urgently, "Divine Envoy, please save the White Witch Tribe."

"If this continues, us White Witches will be driven to death by those Black Witches."

Chen Changsheng's face filled with helplessness as he listened to A Man's plea.

He had no desire whatsoever to interfere in this kind of struggle between tribes.

There were countless fights and killings under heaven. If he helped everyone he encountered, he would never be able to keep up.

Besides, apart from the conflict between the White Witches and Black Witches, another issue lay before him: repairing the Tri-Color Teleportation Array.

He had examined the Sacrificial Altar himself. It truly was part of the Bronze Ancient Hall.

To be precise, the Sacrificial Altar was merely the base of the Bronze Ancient Hall, while the shell atop that base had long since vanished without a trace.

Repairing the Tri-Color Teleportation Array would require many materials, the most crucial of which was the metal used to forge the Bronze Ancient Hall.

As the native inhabitants of this place, the White Witch Tribe could be said to know it better than anyone.

Without their help, where was he supposed to find the missing Bronze Ancient Hall?

But if he wanted them to help him, he had to help them first. Otherwise, they would most likely refuse to assist him.

With that in mind, Chen Changsheng spoke.

"I don't know much about the matter between you and the Black Witch Tribe, but I can help mediate it for you."

"As for whether it will work, that depends on heaven's will. I can't guarantee anything."

Hearing Chen Changsheng's answer, A Man immediately thanked him happily, then ran out of the room.

Watching A Man's retreating figure, Chen Changsheng smiled and shook his head.

"The people here really are simple and honest. If this were somewhere else, I'd probably have been captured and dissected for study by now."

After saying that, Chen Changsheng continued familiarizing himself with the White Witch Tribe's language while considering how to mediate the conflict between the two tribes.

"Divine Envoy, the Black Witch Tribe's settlement is just ahead."

The High Priest pointed at the distant village, a trace of excitement in his voice. He seemed rather like a child tattling to a parent.

Looking at the Black Witch Tribe's village in the distance, Chen Changsheng frowned slightly.

The White Witch Tribe's and Black Witch Tribe's villages were not far apart, only two or three li away.

At such a close distance, something was clearly amiss.

Judging from the current situation, the hatred between the two tribes was far from simple. Why had they not started fighting when they lived so close together?

Just as Chen Changsheng was pondering the reason, the High Priest shouted at the distant Black Witch Tribe members.

"Go call out your Clan Leader. Tell him the Divine Envoy has arrived."

Faced with the High Priest's words, the two young Black Witch Tribe guards obediently went back to summon someone.

Chen Changsheng: ???

What is going on?

You're on your enemy's territory. Isn't that tone a little inappropriate?

And why are the Black Witch Tribe people listening to you so obediently? Don't tell me you made up a story to fool me.

Before Chen Changsheng could figure it out, the Black Witch Tribe members came pouring out in a dark mass.

Leading them was a dark-skinned middle-aged man.

Seeing Chen Changsheng's unusual attire, the middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then probed him with his Divine Sense Realm.

Faced with such a "weak" probe, Chen Changsheng merely gave a light counterattack with his Divine Sense Realm.

"Pfft!"

Chen Changsheng's counterattack instantly made the middle-aged man spit out blood.

Seeing their Clan Leader injured, the Black Witch Tribe members immediately summoned countless densely packed poisonous insects, surrounding Chen Changsheng completely.

Chen Changsheng was utterly speechless at the poisonous insects swarming around him.

Because the White Witch Tribe's High Priest had not been targeted at all. Chen Changsheng was the only one being targeted.

Chen Changsheng: "..."

This is a little too much. Aren't your two tribes supposed to be enemies? Why are you only targeting me?

Also, I barely used any Divine Sense Realm just now. Why did he vomit blood?

He looks like he should be your leader. There's no way he should be this weak.

You aren't trying to scam me, are you?

Just as Chen Changsheng was considering whether to knock everyone down and leave, the blood-spitting middle-aged man climbed to his feet and roared.

"Put away all your venomous insects! Do not be disrespectful to the Divine Envoy!"

After stopping his clansmen, the middle-aged man said respectfully, "I was the one who offended the Divine Envoy just now. I hope the Divine Envoy will forgive me."

"My Black Witch Tribe absolutely has not the slightest—"

"Wait!"

Chen Changsheng directly interrupted the middle-aged man.

"Why are you so certain that I am the Divine Envoy?"

"Because the High Priest said you were the Divine Envoy, and the Divine Envoy just proved his identity as well."

"But as far as I know, the Black Witch Tribe and White Witch Tribe should be enemies, right?"

"Yes."

"And you believe what he says?"

"I do."

Chen Changsheng: "..."

Something seems wrong with this logic!

This situation is really leaving me confused.