Chapter 245: Deep Mountain Totem

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From the mountaintop, one could see the continuous mountain ranges, like giant dragons emerging from the sky, shedding their white snow cloaks, and streaks of faint green appearing on their bodies.

Ascending to the summit and looking out, peaks rose and fell, towering into the clouds. From the mountaintop, looking down, it was as if one were an immortal, floating on the clouds.

This was the source of the mountain range that traversed the Northwest.

Between the massive peaks, like bottomless black holes, there was a strange, terrifying power.

For ordinary people living outside the mountains, this was a forbidden place. Anyone who entered here would never return.

However, at the end of the mountain range, it was not the desolate, uninhabited land that people imagined. Instead, thousands of people had lived here for generations.

These people were divided into different tribes, and the number of people in each tribe varied, but one thing was the same. People who could grow up in this environment were truly elite warriors. Even those disciples living in Hengshan Mountain, who had innate advantages in cultivation, could not compare.

Night fell, and everything became silent.

On one of the peaks, an extremely piercing scream suddenly echoed.

This sound sliced through the quiet night like a sharp blade.

In just an instant, more than ten figures rushed out from different places, heading towards that massive peak.

These people were extremely fast. If He Yiming and the others were here, they would surely be amazed to the point of speechless.

Although they still couldn't compare to He Yiming, who had now comprehended the true meaning of the Power of Wind, they were in no way inferior to the unparalleled assassin Sima Yin.

There were over ten such figures, and in the vicinity of this small peak, there were so many super masters. If word got out, it would surely cause a sensation.

"Whoosh... whoosh..."

Sounds of rushing air continuously echoed. Before long, everyone had gathered at the massive peak.

There were eleven tall and strong individuals in total, both men and women. Among them were elders who seemed to have one foot in the grave, and men who seemed to have just passed middle age. Besides that, there were even two women.

Although they were no longer young, they still retained their charm.

Female Innate Realm experts, their aging speed of appearance could be described as extremely slow; it would not be surprising if they looked a few years younger.

Their faces were painted with a strange color, which, even in the darkness, appeared colorful, emitting an eerie glow under the dim moonlight.

They arrived at the peak one after another, and immediately saw a scene that terrified them and filled them with rage.

On this mountain peak, there was a small temple. Although this small temple appeared extremely crude, it was, in the hearts of all of them, a place second only to their sacred ground.

Here, they worshipped the Totem that had been passed down in their clan for thousands of years.

However, at this moment, this small temple had completely collapsed, and as for the Totem worshipped inside, it was unknown whether it was buried within the ruined temple or had already been stolen.

However, with their keen eyesight, these people instantly saw that the small temple had clearly not collapsed on its own, but had been leveled by someone.

The leader was the tallest middle-aged man. Although his appearance was the youngest among the group, when he arrived, everyone's gaze fixed on him, clearly indicating he was in charge.

This person's gaze shifted, flashing with a chilling ferocity.

He listened intently for a moment, then his expression subtly changed. "Ha Rui the Emissary is buried underneath. Quickly rescue him."

As soon as he finished speaking, three people immediately acted. Each of them possessed strength no less than that of an Innate Realm master. With three of them working, they quickly cleared the area and rescued an old man who had been buried in the collapsed temple.

The old man's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and his breathing was barely perceptible.

The leader quickly went to the old man's side and took out something that looked like wood but wasn't. His hand was like a knife, and with a light stroke across it, he immediately tore off a piece and then put it into the old man's mouth.

This item clearly had a miraculous effect. After the old man swallowed it, his complexion immediately improved significantly.

Everyone around breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the old man's life had been saved.

However, his injuries were too severe. Although he had taken the clan's Spirit Medicine, it would still take some time for him to fully recover.

Slowly, the old man stirred and slowly opened his eyes.

At first, his eyes held a hint of confusion, but he immediately became clear.

He reached out and grabbed the leader's arm, saying, "Suo Ge the Grand Emissary, our Totem has been stolen."

Although it was expected, when the definite news came from the old man's mouth, everyone's faces turned extremely grim.

Suo Ge took a deep breath and gently patted the old man a few times, making the old man's breathing much steadier. He looked at the other party gratefully and continued, "It was a masked man, definitely from outside the mountains."

"People from outside the mountains?" someone roared in a low voice, a sound unlike a human's. "People from outside the mountains dare to enter our forbidden land? Do they want to violate the original agreement?"

One of the women frowned slightly and suddenly asked, "What use would people from outside the mountains have for stealing our Totem?"

Everyone was stunned. They looked at each other, feeling unable to answer for a moment.

Their Totem was a divine beast's fur, passed down through generations. This fur recorded the history of their tribe's development for thousands of years.

But apart from that, it had no other use.

They worshipped the Totem here and had a clan emissary guard it, merely to express respect for their ancestors.

But why would someone from outside the mountains go to such trouble to enter the deep mountain forbidden land and steal the Totem?

Suo Ge's eyes swirled. He said in a deep voice, "Ha Rui the Emissary, what did that person look like? Did you see clearly?"

"I saw clearly." Ha Rui the Emissary nodded heavily, but a strange look suddenly appeared on his face.

Suo Ge's eyes were sharp as knives. He immediately caught this anomaly and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Ha Rui the Emissary hesitated, "Suo Ge the Emissary, this person seems very young."

"Young? Younger than me?"

Ha Rui gave a bitter smile, "If you just look at his appearance, he's much younger than you."

Suo Ge was a little moved then, saying, "Such a young person, yet able to injure you, did he succeed through a sneak attack? No, our Wolf Clan emissaries are naturally keen of hearing and sight. Unless his strength far surpasses yours, you wouldn't have failed to notice."

Ha Rui's face showed a hint of shame, "This person's strength is indeed far superior to mine. He stealthily infiltrated, intending to steal the Totem. But before he succeeded, I discovered him. I only exchanged a few moves with him before I was immediately injured." His expression suddenly changed, as if he remembered something, his eyes flashing with an incredible light, "The cultivation method he cultivates is incredibly complex, he actually cultivates all Basic Five Elements."

Everyone present was stunned, then their faces all showed the same incredible expression.

"That's impossible, Ha Rui the Emissary, are you mistaken?"

Someone asked in surprise. Although he knew in his heart that given Ha Rui's strength, since he had personally exchanged blows with that person and was injured by him, it was impossible for him to be mistaken, he still asked the question. This showed how shocking the concept of Five Elements cultivation was to everyone.

Ha Rui's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a smile uglier than crying, "I wish I were mistaken, but this person indeed used five different attribute cultivation methods, and had considerable attainments in each. However, his most powerful was Metal Element Cultivation Technique; I was injured by his Metal Element Cultivation Technique."

Everyone immediately fell silent. Since Ha Rui the Emissary was so certain, then this matter was naturally absolutely true.

Slowly, everyone's gaze shifted back to Grand Emissary Suo Ge. The woman who had spoken earlier said, "Grand Emissary Suo Ge, what do we do now?"

Suo Ge's face was grim and terrifying. He said, "No matter the reason, since an outsider came in and stole our Totem, that makes them our mortal enemy. Only with this person's fresh blood can we wash away the shame he brought upon us."

Everyone's eyes immediately lit up. In the darkness of the night, they were like twelve black wolves, even carrying a faint green glow.

"Since this person cultivates all Five Elements and is so young, he surely isn't an unknown. By inquiring once outside the mountains, we should be able to get some information." Suo Ge spoke slowly, his tone filled with strong confidence. "Moreover, this person probably doesn't know that our Spirit Wolf has the ability to sense the Totem. As long as he carries the Totem, we can definitely find him."

As soon as Suo Ge finished speaking, Ha Rui exclaimed, "Grand Emissary Suo Ge, are you planning to disturb the Spirit Wolf Lords?"

"Of course. This matter is suspicious, and I want to confirm whether the Totem was indeed stolen by this person." Suo Ge said coldly, "I don't believe there is a genius more outstanding than me outside the mountains, cultivating all Five Elements... Heh heh, if there truly is such a genius, and he dares to provoke our Wolf Clan, I will personally ensure his demise!"

He raised his head and let out a sudden howl.

This howl was eerie and unpredictable, like a person crying hysterically, horrifying, tragic, and sorrowful.

It no longer seemed to be a sound made by a human, but by a wolf, a lonely evil wolf.

From the other side of the Canyon, a long howl suddenly echoed, responding to his call. Immediately after, throughout the entire Mountain Valley, from different places and corners, similar sounds were heard.

These were the wolves responding to the call of the wolf king...

The other eleven individuals all looked at Grand Emissary Suo Ge with reverent gazes.

Among the many emissaries of this generation, he was the strongest, and a rare hero of past generations, acknowledged by the wolf king.

This was the pride of their clan, their symbol of invincibility.

In winter, the higher one ascended a mountain, the colder it became. In that place far from the mortal world, Hengshan Mountain was peaceful.

In the early morning, the distant snow-capped peaks were already bathed in sunlight, like golden helmets.

Yet, in the Spirit Medicine Peak's Medicine Garden, it remained perpetually spring-like.

Only in such a special environment could most rare medicinal herbs be cultivated. Therefore, although it was not the Main Peak, it was undoubtedly the most important place after the Main Peak.

In the Medicine Garden, Medicine Daoist let out a long sigh of relief, his hand retracting from a towering giant tree.

As long as he wasn't in the Pill Refining Room, his morning practice would never be neglected.

Those who could become Innate experts could not be lazy. Although Medicine Daoist had dedicated most of his life to Alchemy, he had never stopped his cultivation of martial arts.

Gazing into the distance, he calculated the date in his mind, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Martial Uncle Yu and Junior Brother Lu have been down the mountain for so long; they should have found Elder He by now.

The thought of the letter from He Family Village several months ago still stirred some excitement in his heart.

That letter actually said that He Yiming had broken through the Hundred Scattered Heavens Realm and reached the Single-Line Sky Realm...

At the time, the first thought of all the elders was that the person who wrote the letter was confused and believed such a rumor. However, after carefully reading the description in the letter, they hesitated.

Considering He Yiming's incredible talent, and after discussion, Yu Jinglei and Lu Zhengyi still left the mountain.

This matter was too important; no one dared to easily declare belief before seeing He Yiming with their own eyes.

However, in Medicine Daoist's letter, he was incredibly hopeful for good news.

His figure suddenly leaped, rushing quickly towards the Main Peak.

After only a moment, he had already arrived at the Main Peak. In the Hengshan Mountain lineage, Medicine Daoist's overly youthful face was undoubtedly the best identifier; anyone who saw him would bow respectfully from a distance.

He arrived at a courtyard near the peak of the Main Peak and entered it quietly.

In this courtyard, a person was silently cultivating in the center of the courtyard, his entire mind focused on cultivation. Nothing from the outside world could distract him.

Medicine Daoist's gaze swept over him for a moment, finally nodding with a smile.

In a corner of the courtyard, another person stepped forward. It was none other than another elder, Yu Xichen.

He nodded slightly to Medicine Daoist and whispered, "Elder Brother Yao, rest assured, Xichen's foundation is profound. Cultivating here, at most within two years, he will definitely reach the peak of the tenth level of Inner Energy."

Medicine Daoist nodded, also whispering, "Xichen is Elder He's Eldest Uncle, and he is also the chosen one to take the Innate Golden Pill. Nothing must go wrong with him."

Yu Xichen also nodded with a solemn expression. After the news of He Yiming becoming a Single-Line Sky Realm expert, whether true or false, reached them, their treatment of He Wude and He Quanxin was upgraded to an even higher standard.

Suddenly, a figure scaled the wall in the same manner.

Medicine Daoist and Yu Xichen glanced at him and immediately retracted their gazes without changing their expressions.

Only a handful of people on Hengshan Mountain were qualified to do this. Besides the two of them, only Elder Lian Yi, the master of Wind-Fire Peak, remained.

Lian Yi, after a few leaps, had already arrived beside them. He first glanced at He Quanxin, who was cultivating, and gently nodded. He was very satisfied with his cultivation progress.

Then, he beckoned to Medicine Daoist and the other, and immediately retreated outside the courtyard.

Medicine Daoist and the other were puzzled, but they knew he would never act without reason. They exchanged glances and followed him out of the courtyard.

"Elder Lian, what is the urgent matter? Has there been news from Martial Uncle Yu and the others?" Medicine Daoist inquired.

Lian Yi shook his head, smiling. "Although there's no news from Martial Uncle Yu and the others, I have another piece of good news to tell you."

Just by looking at the elated expression on his face, everyone knew that something good must have happened.

"Elder Lian, stop being so mysterious, just tell us quickly," Yu Xichen said with a laugh.

Lian Yi laughed heartily, then pulled out a piece of black, seemingly unremarkable tree bark from his embrace.

Medicine Daoist's eyes immediately narrowed. He exclaimed, "Ling Essence..."

Lian Yi nodded slightly and said, "Elder Yao has keen eyes."

Medicine Daoist's face also showed undisguised joy, and he asked, "Elder Lian, where did this come from?"

Lian Yi's face showed a hint of pride. "This was a treasure unearthed by my Wind-Fire Peak disciple a few days ago while entering the mountains. Heh heh, I didn't expect such a rare celestial treasure to be nearby."

Medicine Daoist and Yu Xichen exchanged glances, both equally delighted. This was simply a great pie falling from the sky.

Lian Yi said, "Elder Yao, let's put this treasure into the treasury first. When needed in the future, we can open the furnace and refine pills."

Medicine Daoist nodded without hesitation, "That's excellent. Since the Ling Essence was found by Wind-Fire Peak, if it's successfully made into a pill in the future, your Wind-Fire Peak can have half of it."

Lian Yi nodded in satisfaction, but he sighed inwardly.

If he hadn't been hoping for Medicine Daoist to personally refine this item into a pill, he wouldn't have brought such a good thing out to share.

However, being able to obtain half the share, and without having to painstakingly collect other rare medicinal herbs, he was quite content.

The public treasury of the Hengshan Mountain lineage was naturally located on the Main Peak.

Yu Xichen took the Ling Essence to the treasury, carefully stored it, then closed the treasury and left.

However, he did not know that after he left, a black shadow quietly entered the public treasury of the Hengshan Mountain lineage.

However, this black shadow did not take any items from it, but secretly placed an object in an inconspicuous corner.

Then, this black shadow left the Hengshan Mountain lineage, as if it had never been there...

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