Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity

Chapter 31 - 29: The Look of Inexperience (Please follow the story)_1

Chapter 31: Chapter 29: The Look of Inexperience (Please follow the story)_1

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This battle, from sunrise to sunset, had turned into a complete one-sided massacre.

The people of Liu Village were decimating the fog monsters single-handedly.

Everyone had trained in the Body Tempering Scripture. Although the extent of their improvements varied, even the weakest among them possessed strength equivalent to a thousand pounds.

With their broadswords in hand, they could easily cut the monsters in the fog in half, akin to chopping melons and vegetables.

However, the number of monsters was simply too numerous; every time a batch was killed, another batch would regroup, seeming endless.

By the end of the fight, when the black fog dissipated, the villagers were nearly exhausted.

Everyone was covered in blood, panting heavily, and drenched in sweat. Even so, they were all excited, sharing smiles of accomplishment.

In the absence of Lord Willow God’s protection, they had weathered this calamity. This was enough to prove their growth during this period and shows they didn’t disappoint the cultivation Lord Willow God had bestowed on them.

“Bloody birds, why the hell are you eating my sheep!”

Upon returning, Old man Lin discovered that almost half of the hundreds of wild mountain sheep he had been painstakingly raising were dead. All that remained were skeletal remains, and there was no question about who the culprit was!!

Blowing his beard in rage, he wished to pluck those monsters from the fog and give them another beating.

If they have guts, they should go after his elder and younger sons and see whose fists are bigger. What’s the point of eating his sheep?!

The incident with the black fog didn’t linger for long in the minds of the villagers, and they pushed it to the back of their minds in just a little over half a month.

Only Old man Lin, still fuming, wanted to find the fog again and beat up the monsters to avenge his lambs.

While everyone else was becoming more docile with age, he was becoming more hot-tempered.

Thankfully, Lin Zhuang and the others held him back.

The reason why they could act so recklessly was because they had Lord Willow God backing them up. However, if they all rushed out to seek revenge on the black fog, would Lord Willow God still protect them?!

Hearing this, Old man Lin finally calmed down, but was still angry. He made a stern threat. The next time the monsters emerge, he will defeat ten or even eleven of them alone, using their heads to honor the spirits of his lambs.

Winter gave way to spring, and the earth sprung to life with the warmth of the season.

The early sun rose, casting a broad beam of light.

With the heavy layer of snow completely melted, the season of rebirth had once again arrived.

Worth noting is that, in this short period, Jiang Hui had almost accumulated over half of the experience points needed for his next upgrade.

It seemed like the fog monsters were highly nourishing to him. Any believer of his who killed them would net him a significant amount of experience points. The only pity was that he couldn’t act, otherwise, Jiang Hui would certainly have displayed his power that day and captured all the monsters in the fog.

One day, above the Liu Village, smoke from cooking rose, along with the scent of food, carrying with it the unique essence of human life.

Mrs. Zhang, along with several of her daughters, were busy cooking. They were stewing beast meat that had not yet been eaten in a cauldron.

The meat of ferocious beasts was extremely easy to store, especially in the freezing winter months. After defrosting, the previously sliced beast meat still remained tender and fresh, as if it had just been slaughtered.

Old man Lin was also pitching in. Although his flock of sheep had not increased this winter, many ewes were expecting. In a few months’ time, there would be a nest of lambs waiting for him, which buoyed his mood considerably.

“Father, there are people coming from outside the mountain, they seem to be refugees…”

Lin Rui, the fifth son of the Lin family, suddenly rushed in, speaking with a peculiar expression.

“Refugees?” Old man Lin frowned but quickly let it slide.

The Wilderness was filled with fierce birds and wild beasts, powerful entities that could easily flatten tribes and even villages, especially after the recent black fog… It wasn’t surprising if many tribes were destroyed and there were refugees.

Old man Lin pulled out a ripe yam from the fire pit and handed it to Lin Rui. He then stood up and said, “Take me to see.”

Soon.

The two had come to the outskirts of Liu Village.

Before they got close, they could already see many figures in Old man Lin’s eyesight.

These people were dirty and shabby-looking, with fear in their trembling eyes as they stared at Lin Zhuang and Lin Chen, who stood in front of them.

The presence of these two Lin brothers was too oppressive. Each of them was about two meters tall with muscular bodies, their arms thicker than the refugees’ thighs, they stood like iron towers.

“We come from a nearby Native Tribe. Our tribe was annihilated in a recent calamity. Only a few of us were fortunate enough to survive. We had no choice but to flee here. Please, kindly give us some food.”

An old man with wild white hair, a stooped back, and a weary expression on his face full of wrinkles and dirt stepped out as Old man Lin finished speaking.

The old man’s face was marked with hardship and despair. His cracked lips were constantly coughing. As he spoke, his body shivered uncontrollably, and his steps became even more unsteady.

“Many of our women are already several months pregnant. If they don’t get enough to eat soon, they may die along with their unborn children.”

The old clan leader of the Native Tribe cried out. He was already feeble and had a hard time making it this far. If he continued on like this, he would not survive the day.

“This…” Old man Lin opened his mouth, his look filled with pity.

He saw that many women in the crowd were indeed pregnant, and there were also newborn babies. Either one would struggle to survive in the Wilderness on their own. Even adult males could not survive without any real strength, becoming food for these fierce beasts.

Comparing their situation to the refugees, the villagers of Liu Village felt grateful for their circumstances.

They didn’t have to worry about food, shelter, or getting advice from Lord Willow God to progress rapidly.

All of these depended on the grace of Lord Willow God!!!

“Please wait a moment. This old one needs to consult the Deity of Worship of our village. If he agrees, I will gladly welcome you,” Old man Lin announced loudly. Despite his age, his voice was still full of spirit.

Even though he was appointed by Jiang Hui as the first Village Leader of Liu Village with the power to handle the affairs of the village, when there were significant events, Old man Lin would still feel the need to consult Jiang Hui.

However, as soon as he spoke, the surrounding refugees let out surprised gasps.

They were stunned by the words “Deity of Worship” spoken by Old man Lin.

Did they hear that correctly?

This place, it’s actually protected by the Deity of Worship?!!

Almost all the refugees widened their eyes, their fear mingling with intense envy.

Meanwhile, Lin Zhuang, Lin Chen, and Lin Rui showed an impressive amount of pride on their faces.

Look at these country bumpkins!