Screech!
A piercing eagle cry suddenly rang out, making the ears of some Stone Village residents ache.
Meng Chuan was disturbed too. He looked outside at the Azure-Scaled Eagle hovering in the sky, its wings spread a good fifteen or sixteen meters wide.
"What a little troublemaker. I'll punish you by letting you drink milk only once today," Meng Chuan muttered. The punishment was meant for Little Nonpoint, of course.
He had stolen someone else's children. How could their mother not come looking for trouble?
Countless runes flashed, and Meng Chuan vanished from the house.
Over the past two years, Meng Chuan's mastery of runes had grown ever deeper.
Runes could be called one of the Foundations of the Chaotic Ancient Method. Many stages of cultivation depended on them, and Treasure Techniques were composed of all kinds of runes.
But most cultivators of the Chaotic Ancient Era knew how to use them without knowing why they worked.
They could follow established methods and devise innovations of their own, but wielding runes with Meng Chuan's uncanny skill was beyond them.
Then again, Meng Chuan was judging them by his own standards. The true powerhouses of this era were already remarkable.
Meng Chuan appeared at the village entrance and looked at the Azure-Scaled Eagle, which was crying out incessantly and preparing to attack the cave where Little Nonpoint and the others were hiding.
"Mr. Yuan, Little Nonpoint and the others..." Shi Yunfeng said urgently when he saw Meng Chuan.
"I know. When they get back, their families can take them home and give them a proper scolding. What a bunch of little rascals." Meng Chuan cut him off.
Luckily, this had happened in Stone Village. In another village, it might have brought down a terrible disaster.
"Put down the Ancestral Artifacts. I'll