Gema Tribe

Hearing that somewhat familiar voice, Liu Feng froze at once and turned to look. He saw an old man in white robes with white hair, his face aged and archaic, smiling at him from not far away. It was none other than the astrology master Faraday, whom he had not seen for many days.

Seeing this old man suddenly appear here in York County, and even inside this auction house, Liu Feng found it strange, but he immediately stood up and greeted him with a smile. Then, after discussing a seat change with the person beside Master Faraday, Liu Feng sat down next to Master Faraday and said with a smile, "Master, how are you so free today? Since you've come to York County, why not visit the manor for a while?"

Master Faraday smiled faintly, once again sizing up this good-for-nothing eldest son of the Count's Mansion, and said softly, "I only just arrived here today as well. I was planning to visit you this evening, but I didn't expect to run into you here. How have you been at the manor lately?"

Although he knew perfectly well that this old man was only being polite to him because of Count Derek, Liu Feng still felt a long-lost warmth. He smiled faintly and said, "Thank you for your concern, Master. Everything has been fine for me here."

What Liu Feng said was indeed the truth. In York County, he had food to eat, things to enjoy, skills to learn, and soon he would have money to earn. Compared with his days back at the Count's Mansion, it was better by an unknown number of times.

"Master, why did you suddenly come to York County? Could it be that something has happened?" After the pleasantries, Liu Feng asked with some puzzlement. Even if he were beaten to death, he would not believe this old man had come all the way here to tour the mountains and rivers and see him. There had to be something going on.

Smiling faintly again, Master Faraday continued, "It's nothing major. I only heard that a peculiar slave would appear here today, so I came to take a look."

A peculiar slave? Liu Feng was startled and became somewhat curious. Just as he was about to ask again, he saw an attendant already on the stage of the venue, calling for everyone below to quiet down. It turned out that the auction was about to begin.

Liu Feng could only temporarily suppress the question on the tip of his tongue and set his eyes on the stage.

He saw a fat man, shaped like a large wooden bucket, walking up with his big belly thrust forward, swaying as he went. His bloated face was already covered in sweat, and he kept panting heavily, as if taking just a few steps was already an incomparably difficult thing for someone of his build.

Waving his hand toward the people below, the fat man wiped the sweat from his face and said with a smile, "Welcome, honored guests, to my humble auction house. Please allow me to introduce myself first. I am Roger, the owner of this auction house. Since today's items are all very special, I will personally host the auction for everyone."

So this fat man was actually the owner of this place. Liu Feng could not help carefully sizing him up a few times. After all, the person Liu Feng would be negotiating with over the Gold-Quenching Stone in a while was this fat man.

After laboriously bending his body and thanking everyone for their applause, the fat man wore a kind and honest smile and, without any more courtesy, went straight to the point. "The first item to be auctioned is a slave. However, this is not an ordinary slave..." At this point, Fatty Roger paused, as though trying to hook everyone's interest.

Unfortunately, everyone below clearly did not have much interest in slaves and did not cooperate with Boss Roger at all. Liu Feng, however, noticed that Master Faraday beside him suddenly had his eyes light up after hearing this. Then his body straightened slightly, his eyes staring fixedly at the stage, looking very interested.

Could it be that the peculiar slave this old man had mentioned was the one about to be auctioned? The more Liu Feng thought about it, the more possible it seemed. He could not help sitting up straight as well and looking toward the stage, preparing to see just what kind of slave could make this astrology master travel so far from Ama City.

Roger seemed already used to being ignored by the audience and did not look embarrassed. He smiled and continued, "You honored lords may not know the special origins of this slave, so allow me to briefly introduce them first. This slave's identity is that of the legendary Gema Tribe!"

As soon as the fat man's words fell, the people below finally began to react. The sound of people drawing in cold breaths rang through the entire venue, and some even cried out loudly in shock, "Could this be the legendary Gema Tribe that can use Word Spirit Art?"

Seeing everyone react so strongly, Liu Feng was startled again. Yet he could not find from his memories just what kind of race this Gema Tribe was, nor what the hell this Word Spirit Art was. He could not help turning his head toward Master Faraday, whose face was full of excitement, and asked, "Master, could it be that you came here for this Gema Tribe slave?"

Forcing down his excitement, Master Faraday deeply breathed out and said with a smile, "That is right. Precisely so!"

Seeing this old man so excited that his body was trembling, looking as if he were about to have an epileptic fit, Liu Feng grew even more curious. Puzzled, he asked, "Master, what is so extraordinary about this Gema Tribe? And what exactly is this Word Spirit Art?"

Seeing Liu Feng looking like a curious baby, Master Faraday smiled again and began softly explaining the origins of the Gema Tribe.

It turned out that the history of the Gema Tribe was extremely long. Just the history currently recorded on the continent already stretched back several thousand years, but that was still far from the whole of the Gema Tribe. Even more of the Gema Tribe's history had long since been lost on the Falan Continent, and over these several thousand years, the Gema Tribe had basically vanished into the long river of the Falan Continent's history. What remained were merely legends recorded in certain ancient texts. There were not many people who had truly seen them.

According to the legends, the Gema Tribe was an extremely peculiar race, and the greatest reason they were peculiar lay in the fact that they had mastered an exceptionally eerie cultivation method.

This was the signature cultivation method of the Gema Tribe—Word Spirit Art.

This was a cultivation method similar to prophecy. Almost every adult member of the Gema Tribe could master it, and the power of this cultivation method was even more horrifying to hear of. It could practically be called terrifyingly perverse.

By using Word Spirit Art, one could make one's words realize one's wishes. For example, when an adult member of the Gema Tribe said something like "I want you to die now," then the person bearing those words would immediately die.

It could be said that Word Spirit Art was one of the most heaven-defying cultivation methods.

However, this was only a theoretical statement. In truth, in a world where rules existed, it was impossible for such an overly perverse cultivation method to appear. Word Spirit Art was the same. Although the heavens had bestowed this incomparably terrifying cultivation method upon the Gema Tribe, at the same time, they had also given them endless restrictions...