The Green Ape Clan: Qing Qi!
The following years passed quickly, and the Azure Ape's growth rate exceeded all the Azure Ape ' expectations...
At six months old, the cub learned to distinguish more than a hundred kinds of spiritual herbs Spirit Plant, and at eight months old, it could independently cultivate Spirit Plant.
At the age of one, it learned to cultivate itself and fully awakened its spirituality.
One can speak human language and practice breathing exercises.
After its spiritual awakening, the Azure Ape gained importance within its clan and later named itself Qing Qi, meaning the future pillar of the Green Ape Clan.
By the age of three, Qing Qi's physique was already comparable to that of an adult.
He then began learning winemaking, and in just six months, he mastered the entire process of making fruit wine and began to improve it on his own.
And then...
Qing Qi squatted in a cave, with a wine jar in front of him that he had obtained from the human world. Inside was the spirit fruit wine that he had improved and was currently fermenting.
He tilted his head, stretched out his paw, and gently scratched the top of the wine jar.
A wisp of extremely faint Qingmu Spiritual Qi overflowed from its fingertip and fell into the wine jar.
The fruit wine in the jar then began to bubble, and the color of the fermenting liquid darkened noticeably, while its aroma became more intense.
He tried adding another wisp, and the wine changed again.
Qing Qi tilted his head and thought for a moment. This time, instead of injecting it directly, he condensed his Spiritual Qi at his fingertips and gently stirred the air at the mouth of the jar.
A gentle breeze carrying Spiritual Qi evenly dispersed throughout the wine jar.
This time, the wine changed more evenly, without the previous localized over-concentration, and the wine became noticeably clearer.
"It's done..."
"After another month of fermentation, this batch of spirit wine can be sold. It will then be offered as tribute to the various tribes of the Bear Clan, and in return, it should yield a considerable amount of resources..."
Qing Qi thought about it, he couldn't help but yearn for the outside world.
He truly envied the five bear clans, as well as the spirit rat and black dog clans, who could live under the sun...
These demon tribes, on the other hand, could only hide in these deep mountains and forests, never seeing the Heavenly Light day. The difference between them and the demons was truly too great.
The news that a genius had emerged from the Green Ape Clan naturally reached Lei Huan's ears.
The Lei Huan now looks completely different from the grayish little badger it once was; its spiral horn has become even longer.
Its body size had increased more than twofold, and its fur was dark purple, with fine arcs of lightning wrapped around the tip of each hair.
"He's quite a promising talent; the Ancestor will surely be pleased to know."
"I hope the Green Ape Tribe will nurture him well and not waste this promising talent. If he performs well in the future, he might even be able to gain some recognition in front of the Ancestor."
"You lot, take my orders and tell the old apes that this cub's existence is not to be revealed..."
"It's fine as long as those inside Beast Pasturing Mountain know; don't let the Human Race cultivators outside hear about it, lest we cause trouble."
"Yes!"
The demon under his command received the order and quickly conveyed the decree.
Lei Huan narrowed his eyes, clearly somewhat uneasy. After all, this wasn't inside the White Cloud Temple, so there was no way to seek the patriarch's protection at any time.
If a Demon Beast cub with extraordinary talent were to be targeted by Human Race cultivator, it would either be captured and used as a spirit pet or refined into a pill.
Although Beast Pasturing Mountain bears the name of White Cloud Temple, Lei Huan never dared to underestimate the greed of those Human Race cultivators.
After all, people die for wealth, and birds die for food.
Never underestimate the greed of Human Race; some are desperate thugs who would rather die than be rich, while others are self-proclaimed gods who believe they have the mandate of heaven upon them.
These people, who consider themselves righteous, believe that plundering the cubs of spirit beasts is fortuitous opportunity, that the capable should claim it, and that it is destiny's will upon them...
In the eyes of the Demon Beast, the Human Race's act of forcibly taking offspring is undoubtedly enslaving their children. In the words of the Human Race itself, they are human slaves, which is shameful and hateful!
Such a promising talent must be protected.
Lei Huan sighed, closed his eyes again, and crackled with lightning arcs on his body, enveloping the entire Thunder Cave in a layer of pale purple electric light.
To outsiders, life on Beast Pasturing Mountain seemed ordinary and unremarkable.
But for the Demon Beast of the thirty-six races, this ordinariness is precisely the most precious thing, extremely rare...
Keep in mind, this happened just a few decades ago.
Most of them still live a precarious existence.
Wild demons are at the very bottom of this world. They have no sect to protect them, no Spirit Vein to nourish them, and they have to cultivate in secret.
If they are not careful, they will be killed by passing Human Race cultivators who will take their Demon Core to refine medicine.
In those years, every day was a struggle for survival.
And now?
The Beast Pasturing Mountain has Spirit Vein, though its grade is not high, it is enough for the thirty-six tribes to cultivate and thrive daily.
With the reputation of White Cloud Temple protecting it, no Rogue Cultivator within a radius of hundreds of miles would dare to hunt demons here, providing a safe environment.
With the Lei Huan in charge, internal conflicts were minimized, giving the various tribes room to reconcile.
There are also races like the Green Ape Tribe, who are skilled at cultivating Spirit Plant, brewing fruit wine, and managing businesses.
The lives of all the tribes are much better than before, and the White Fox Clan now roams the mountains.
Even if there are Rogue Cultivator who sneak in.
They might also be bewitched by the white fox, thus ensuring the peace and stability of this region.
All of this stems from one existence.
The one on Purple Firmament Peak.
Among the thirty-six tribes, the older Demon Beast all remember what the Lei Huan said when he first came to Beast Pasturing Mountain...
"I am here to guard this place on the orders of the Ancestor."
"If you are willing to submit, you will be the people of our ancestor."
"Under the protection of our ancestor, no one dares to harm you in the slightest."
At that time, most of the Demon Beast were subdued by being beaten, but they may not have truly believed in their hearts.
But so many years have passed.
The monks from White Cloud Temple came by, glanced at the Demon Beast of Beast Pasturing Mountain, and left without doing anything, never killing them.
Even Rogue Cultivator will be blocked by the outer maze...
Even a few years ago, some Foundation Establishment Rogue Cultivator ventured deep into the mountains, hoping to hunt down a few Foundation Establishment Demon Beast in exchange for resources.
The next day, the Rogue Cultivator's corpse was found hanging on a withered tree at the entrance to the mountain range.
From then on, no one dared to mess with Beast Pasturing Mountain.
The Demon Beast of the thirty-six tribes, from initial fear to later obedience, and now to gratitude...
That was gratitude from the bottom of my heart.
They may not understand any grand principles, but they know one thing: without that ancestor, there would be no Beast Pasturing Mountain today.
They wouldn't have the peaceful life they have today.
The pilgrimages and prostrations performed on the first and fifteenth of each lunar month are not just for show, but out of genuine sincerity.
They sincerely hoped that the king they recognized could continue to lead them out of the mire and allow them to walk in the world with true integrity!