Chapter 432 - Dragon God's Envoy

Qing Qishu earnestly looked at him, “Leek Leaf, can we not cut anymore?”“Qing Qishu, do you realize what you’re saying?” Qing Jiuye’s voice carried strands of chill, and the turquoise leaf on his brow sank accordingly.

Qing Qishu blinked, the tree patterns on his forehead moving, “It doesn’t have to be the skull, right?

Just take my kneecap, it’s shattered anyway and doesn’t look too noticeable, can’t we just make do with that?”

These two had vastly different personalities.

Despite being from the same clan and wearing similar attire, anyone could easily tell them apart.

However, what caught Jiang Wang’s attention the most were the turquoise leaf on Qing Jiuye’s brow and the tree patterns on Qing Qishu’s forehead.

He sensed a mysterious power between them, vaguely feeling that these might be the sources of their Transcendent abilities.

The Qing clan’s method of cultivation seemed to differ from the prevailing cultivation systems of the present world.

Of course, whether there were any real differences, and what those differences were, required further observation.

Facing Qing Qishu’s alternative suggestion, Qing Jiuye’s response was just as decisive—he simply relaxed the bowstring and released the arrow.

The arrow flew like a streak of light.

Jiang Wang’s eyelid twitched, his pupils involuntarily dilating.

This arrow, like the previous ones, aimed for Qing Qishu’s throat.

And even though Qing Qishu indeed rolled away in pain in an instant, by the end, it still accurately pierced through Qing Qishu’s heart!

Qing Jiuye’s arrows were indeed almost unsolvable, but what had already been proven unable to break through ‘One Sword Makes Full Circle’.

What made Jiang Wang truly tense and bewildered was—

Qing Qishu, with his whole heart pierced through, was still alive!

There was a hole in his chest through which you could see from one end to the other, blood gushing out…

but Qing Qishu was still alive!

He even looked down at his chest somewhat slowly, as if only then realizing his heart had been pierced through.

“Eh…” He looked up at Qing Jiuye, “That hurts a lot!”

In this tree sea world, illuminated by the Yuheng Star, many things were beyond Jiang Wang’s comprehension.

The Hidden Snakes that blended into the environment and set ambushes, the trees that weren’t afraid of fire, the Qing clan with their strange customs, even their cultivation system that was so different from what Jiang Wang knew, and now, Qing Qishu, with a pierced heart yet still so full of vigor and life…

This information wasn’t recorded anywhere, either the Business Alliance and the Shimen Li Clan’s intel was incomplete, or it simply didn’t match any known scenarios.

“It will stop hurting soon.”

Qing Jiuye’s expression held a tinge of sorrow, yet his hands didn’t tremble in the slightest—steady and resolute.

Qing Qishu’s face was almost crying, contorted into a knot, “It really hurts, Leek Leaf!”

Despite his tenacious vitality, the wounds on his knee and heart were still causing him unbearable pain.

Unmoved, Qing Jiuye placed another arrow on the string, pulling it taut.

“Wait.”

Jiang Wang couldn’t help but speak out again to stop him.

He was ignorant of the grudges between the two, unaware of the local customs and manners, and both Qing Qishu and Qing Jiuye seemed to uphold some kind of rule within their clan.

Jiang Wang hadn’t planned to intervene, with many questions in his mind, he intended to wait until they finished before asking.

But the problem was…

Qing Jiuye’s arrows, one after another, seemed incapable of killing Qing Qishu, and to keep shooting like this was nothing short of torture.

Watching them settle life and death according to clan rules was one thing, but he really couldn’t stand by and watch as one person was tortured to death by another right in front of him, especially since Qing Qishu had not shown any signs of extreme wickedness or cruelty.

Qing Jiuye looked at him coldly, very rudely, “Outsider, if you interfere with my completing the hunt again, you will become the eternal enemy of my Holy Tribe!”

“I have no intention of interfering with your rules, and I deeply respect your history.

However, it looks like you don’t have any deep grudges.

I earnestly suggest that you…”

Jiang Wangdao, “Can you give him a quick end?”

The face of Qing Qishu had slightly relaxed, but now it fiercely scrunched together again.

“Aie!

An outsider, why did you save me?

Don’t you have any compassion?” he shouted.

Before Jiang Wang could respond, Qing Jiuye coldly interjected, “Qing Qishu, our Holy Tribe has an iron law for a thousand years; do you truly want to join forces with an outsider to abandon it?

Aren’t you afraid of the ‘Soul Cultivation’ punishment?”

“Outsider?” Qing Qishu clutched at his pierced heart, suddenly assuming a serious expression, “Jiuye, have you ever considered how long it’s been since we’ve seen an ‘outsider’?”

Jiang Wang noticed that the knee Qing Qishu had shot was already stopping to bleed and even slowly regenerating.

Such a terrifying recovery ability, though the recovery time was somewhat sluggish…

By now, a considerable amount of time had passed since Qing Qishu’s knee was shattered, but it only began to heal at this moment.

It seemed there was some sort of power limiting it.

Upon hearing this, Qing Jiuye glanced at Jiang Wang and frowned.

Qing Qishu continued, “Since that…

appearance, the Holy Tribe has never explored outside again.

At first, there were people from other tribes who came to exchange news with us.

Gradually, they became scarce, until now, for a full ten years, we have not made contact with anyone from another tribe.

The Elders say that it’s possible they have all been wiped out, and it’s very likely that of the Human Race in the Forest Sea Source Realm, only we remain.”

“How could they be wiped out?” Qing Jiuye clearly didn’t believe this notion, glancing at Jiang Wang, “Isn’t this an outsider from another tribe?”

“He is indeed not of our Holy Tribe,” Qing Qishu replied, enduring the pain and smiling wryly, “but he is also unlike any clan of the Forest Sea Source Realm.

Look at his attire, his cultivation, the strange accent of his speech…

I’ve looked through many records, and there is no tribe within the Forest Sea Source Realm quite like this.”

“You mean…”

“He is very likely the messenger of the legendary Dragon God!” Qing Qishu declared confidently.

Qing Jiuye, unable to help himself, looked at Jiang Wang again, his eyes scrutinizing.

“I’m getting more and more confused,” Jiang Wang, seeing they had no intention of acting, couldn’t help but blurt out all his questions, “What is this Dragon God?

What is a Dragon God’s messenger?

What is the Holy Tribe, and what is an outer tribe?”

“You answer my question first,” Qing Qishu said as he looked at Jiang Wang, “You’re not from the Forest Sea Source Realm, right?”

There was no need to hide anything about this question, nor could it be hidden.

Jiang Wang then nodded.

Qing Qishu asked further, “Were you brought here by some force?”

In truth, he was brought here by the guiding starlight of Seven-star Tower.

Jiang Wang nodded, “That’s right, you could say that, but…”

Qing Qishu interrupted him, “No need for further explanation, that is the power of our great Dragon God; you are the messenger chosen by the Dragon God!”

Modern records related to the Dragon Clan can be traced back to the middle ages.

From Ancient Times until now, dragons have essentially become nothing but a legend.

To many, they are just a conceptual entity.

Now, how has a Dragon God suddenly appeared, and how have I inadvertently become this mysterious messenger of the Dragon God?

Jiang Wang recognized every word spoken by Qing Qishu, but when strung together, it made no sense to him.

They did not share any common understanding of the premise.

“The Dragon God you’re speaking of…

refers to?” Jiang Wang asked tentatively.

Qing Qishu also felt utterly confused, “The Dragon God is the Dragon God, the one true god of this world; who else could it be?”

“Regarding the outsider’s identity, I will take him back to the Holy Tribe later and let the Elders decide,” Qing Jiuye struggled slightly but insisted, “Whether he is a Dragon God’s messenger or not, the rituals of the hunt must not be broken.”

“Are you out of your mind, rotting Jiuye!” Qing Qishu would have leapt to his feet if his knee wasn’t still healing, “After a millennium, now that the Dragon God has awakened and chosen a messenger to descend into the Forest Sea Source Realm, do we still need to follow the ‘hunt’ rituals?

To hell with Yan Xiao!”

He immediately clamped his mouth shut after the last two words escaped.

Qing Jiuye’s expression also hardened, as if he had touched upon some taboo.