Eating Primordial Fierce Beasts Like a Casual Meal? You're Joking???

After hearing the account from Pi Hou and the others, and learning that this outsider not only tried to bully Little One but also spoke disrespectfully of the Sacrificial Spirit, the faces of the old village chief and the others darkened instantly.

"How outrageous!"

Shi Linhu and the other burly men of Stone Village were particularly incensed, their hair standing on end as they gripped their broadswords until the blades hummed.

"You dare disrespect the Sacrificial Spirit? And you wanted to kill Little One?"

"A wolf with a white-eyed gaze like this cannot be kept!"

"Slaughter him! Throw him into the Great Wilderness to feed the fierce beasts!"

"That's right, slaughter him!"

As the murderous villagers gathered in greater numbers and began to close in, Tang Hao, who had only just regained consciousness, was scared out of his wits.

"No! Don't kill me!"

Looking at the villagers who seemed eager to tear him to pieces, Tang Hao finally realized the gravity of his situation.

To save his life, this once-arrogant Clear Sky Douluo performed a deeply shameful act in front of the entire Douluo Continent.

With a thud, Tang Hao knelt directly on the ground. Ignoring the excruciating pain from his broken leg, he kowtowed frantically to the old village chief.

"Grandpa Chief, I was wrong! I was truly wrong!"

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Seeming to feel that wasn't enough and terrified of being driven away, Tang Hao kowtowed while simultaneously swinging his hands to strike his own face, the sound of the slaps ringing out clearly.

"I was blind and ignorant!"

"I repaid kindness with enmity!"

"I will never dare do it again, please, I beg you to take me in!"

"Even if you make me work like an ox or a horse, just let me stay in the village!"

This time, Tang Hao was truly terrified.

Over the past few days, he had witnessed the horrors outside the village with his own eyes. Even a passing mosquito was as large as a fist, and it had drained a passing giant elephant dry in a single bite.

If he were cast out, he would certainly not survive the night in his current state!

However, faced with his desperate pleas, the old village chief, Shi Yunfeng, shook his head coldly.

"Stone Village is hospitable, but we do not harbor wolves."

"Go. In consideration of the few days of work you did, we will not kill you, but we will never keep you."

"Throw him out!"

As soon as the old village chief gave the order, Shi Linhu, who had been waiting impatiently, stepped forward. He grabbed Tang Hao by the collar as if he were a chick and tossed him straight outside the village.

"No, don't leave me behind!"

Seeing himself thrown out, Tang Hao could no longer care about the pain in his body. He scrambled forward on his hands and knees, looking longingly into the village.

He dared not run, nor did he dare go far.

He could only curl up outside the village gates like a stray dog, shivering and praying that no fierce beasts would discover him.

On the other side of the village entrance, seeing Tang Hao tossed out, Qian Renxue hesitated for a moment before walking forward quickly.

"Greetings, elder."

Qian Renxue smoothed her slightly disheveled clothes, then suppressed the excitement in her heart and bowed gracefully to the old village chief, Shi Yunfeng, her manners impeccable.

"This young woman is Qian Renxue. I am new here and unfamiliar with the customs. Thank you to this little brother for his help just now."

With that, Qian Renxue glanced at Little One, who was holding his small milk jar and had just run back.

Looking at the blonde woman before him—who, despite her strange attire, was well-mannered and bore a faint, lingering willow-leaf mark between her brows—the old village chief's expression softened considerably.

"It is no matter. Since the Sacrificial Spirit has blessed you, it means you are a kind child."

The old village chief nodded, then spoke with a kindly tone.

"Come in. The nights in the Great Wilderness are dangerous; you may stay in the village for a few days."

"Thank you, elder!"

Hearing this, Qian Renxue was overjoyed and quickly bowed to the people of Stone Village.

Inside the Stone Village settlement.

As Qian Renxue stepped inside at the invitation of the villagers, she finally saw the scene within the village clearly.

When viewed from outside, it had appeared to be an ordinary, perhaps even dilapidated, primitive village.

There were a few scattered stone houses, some paths paved with pebbles, and stone rollers and mills visible everywhere. It looked no different from the slums in the remote regions of the Douluo Continent, perhaps even more backward.

However, when Qian Renxue truly stood among them and saw the decorations on the stone houses and the paving stones beneath her feet, her pupils constricted sharply, and she stood frozen in place.

"This... this is..."

As she passed by a Stone House, Qian Renxue's gaze inadvertently swept over a tattered rag hanging under the eaves to block the wind.

It was a piece of purple Animal Skin; although it was covered in dust and looked filthy, its edges were even somewhat frayed.

Yet, in Qian Renxue's perception, this rag was still emitting a faint trace of thunderous power!

The moment she glanced at it, her eyes stung, and in her mind, it felt as if an ancient, ferocious beast bathed in a sea of lightning was roaring at her!

This aura... a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast? No, a hide even more terrifying than a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast by countless times?!

Qian Renxue quickly averted her gaze, clutching her wildly pounding heart, her mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg.

A hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast—on the Douluo Continent, this was something even her grandfather would fight to seize, yet here, it was casually hung under the eaves to block the wind?!

What a waste of heaven's gifts, it's simply a waste of heaven's gifts!

For a moment, Qian Renxue felt as if her heart were bleeding.

But what she did not know was that this was only the beginning.

As she continued to walk forward, the sensation under her feet suddenly became somewhat jagged and uncomfortable.

Qian Renxue looked down.

"Hiss—"

The next second, she was so frightened she nearly knelt on the spot!

She saw that the path beneath her feet was not paved with ordinary pebbles, but with rounded teeth as white as jade, still emitting a chilling, icy aura.

Each tooth was the size of a washbasin, and a heart-stopping aura of blood still lingered upon them.

These teeth... they absolutely belong to a Soul Beast no less than a hundred-thousand-year-old one!!!

Feeling the monstrous blood aura emanating from beneath her feet, Qian Renxue crouched down, trembling, and reached out to touch a massive beast bone that served as a curbstone.

The beast bone felt warm and smooth like jade, and one could even vaguely see flowing, luminous runes within it.

A Soul Bone, this is a Soul Bone!!!

After seeing the beast bone clearly before her, a magnitude-twelve earthquake erupted in Qian Renxue's heart.

On the Douluo Continent, a Soul Bone was a Soul Master's second life; in some respects, it was even a treasure more precious than a Soul Ring!

The appearance of any single Soul Bone could trigger wars and frantic competition among Soul Masters.

A powerful Soul Bone could even incite Title Douluo powerhouses to take action!

Yet in this village, bones emitting the fluctuations of Soul Bones were casually paved on the ground for people to trample upon, and some were even worn down beyond recognition!

Good heavens, what I am stepping on is not a road at all...

Qian Renxue swallowed hard, her whole body trembling, feeling as if she could no longer lift her legs.

Because with every step she took, she felt as if she were trampling upon priceless treasures scattered everywhere, and that feeling made her incredibly distressed.

"Big sister, be careful. There's some freshly peeled hide over there; don't slip."

Just then, a little brat ran over and kindly reminded her.

Qian Renxue looked in the direction he pointed.

She saw that in the drying yard in the center of the village, several freshly processed animal hides were hanging on racks constructed from massive beast bones.

One of the crimson hides, although separated from the body, still radiated a terrifyingly high temperature, distorting the surrounding air.

And beside the animal hides, a pile of miscellaneous items, stacked like a small mountain, was left lying around carelessly.