Chapter 495: Chapter 289: The Sixth Era: Fire God Zhurong, Great Sun Qi Refining Technique!
The hare runs, the crow flies.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Yuan was three years old.
Under the influence of [Heaven’s Will].
Since Father Lu accidentally fell off a cliff last time but returned safely, he hasn’t encountered any other dangers.
And Mother Lu no longer had to feed horses for others, thus avoiding the danger of being kicked to death by a frenzied warhorse.
Lu Yuan, meanwhile, learned to read and write with the Clan Leader, gaining considerable knowledge about this world.
However, when Lu Yuan was two years old.
While fetching water by the well, Mother Lu seemed to have been suddenly pushed from behind and fell into the well.
Fortunately, she grabbed a rope in time, and a clansman discovered the incident immediately, rescuing her from the well.
But as the price for Mother Lu escaping death.
Lu Yuan’s physical strength was severely depleted, and he fell into a coma for seven days and nights.
Many clansmen said this was because Lu Yuan had a strong fortune, using his own fate to block two life-threatening disasters for his parents.
The old Clan Leader was also quite moved by this and decided to take Lu Yuan to his home to help him recuperate.
"There are still two years until that great drought; before it comes, I must find a way to become a Qi Refiner!"
Lu Yuan lay on the bed, contemplating silently.
In the Great Wilderness, poisonous insects were rampant, and resources were extremely scarce.
The tribes often fought bitterly for even the smallest resources.
According to the information he had gathered from his life experiences.
This great drought would last for ten years, and at least half of the population would die an unnatural death!
If.
The previous two instances of targeting from the Heavenly Dao Will were just small skirmishes.
Then this natural disaster was the Heavenly Dao Will finally getting serious.
In this catastrophe, the entire Great Wind Tribe would be uprooted.
And Lu Yuan would suffer a fate worse than death.
Enslaved for six years, living with pigs!
Only by becoming a Qi Refiner could he change all of this!
"I’m too weak right now to use the Scripture of Celestial Purgatory; it seems I’ll have to find a way through the old Clan Leader."
Lu Yuan felt a bit troubled.
According to his observations, the people of the Great Wilderness were thick-skinned and strong.
An adult male could easily lift a wild boar weighing over a thousand pounds with one hand.
But they could not read or know cultivation, and most would live their entire lives without being able to write their names.
The entire Great Wind Tribe had over five hundred clansmen.
But only Feng Huai’an was a genuine Qi Refiner.
Previously, Lu Yuan had pretended to be naive, insisting on becoming a Qi Refiner, hoping Feng Huai’an would teach him the Cultivation Method.
But Feng Huai’an was deeply wary of this as if there was some taboo involved.
Just as Lu Yuan was pondering how to convince Feng Huai’an.
The five-year-old Wind Chime came running over excitedly, holding a large bowl filled with medicinal paste.
"Little baby, time to eat!"
She let out an ’Ah’, indicating for Lu Yuan to open his mouth.
"Wind Chime, I can eat by myself now."
Lu Yuan said helplessly.
"No, Grandpa says you’re too weak to move around."
Wind Chime puffed out her cheeks, pretending to be serious.
She then took a wooden spoon, scooped up a big spoonful of steaming medicinal paste, blew it cool, and fed it into Lu Yuan’s mouth.
Having no choice against her, Lu Yuan obediently ate all the medicinal paste.
This time, he didn’t hold back, finishing five large bowls of medicinal paste.
And as he ate ravenously, he kept silently chanting about becoming a Qi Refiner in his heart.
Even when his stomach was bulging, and the food was almost coming back up, he had no intention of stopping.
Because he was so weak now, each use of [Heaven’s Will] consumed massive physical strength.
In response.
His only recourse was to keep eating.
Before long.
A wave of weakness overcame him, and his stomach let out a growl.
"Little baby, you sure can eat."
Wind Chime was no longer surprised by Lu Yuan’s astonishing appetite.
She shook her head, picked up the empty bowl, and ran to get more food for Lu Yuan.
Meanwhile, in another room.
Feng Huai’an stood by the window, holding a piece of animal hide, with a look of struggle in his eyes, hesitating over something.
"Xiaoyuan is talented and a good seed for cultivation."
"But our Lu Clan carries a divine punishment; if I teach him this ancestral Cultivation Technique, it might ruin his life."
Feng Huai’an muttered to himself, deeply conflicted.
He had stubbornly ignored the clan leader’s advice in his youth, insisting on cultivating the ancestral method, which left him alone in his old age.
Ever since he embarked on the path of Qi Refining, his parents, brothers, wife, sons, daughters-in-law, and grandchildren all died for various reasons!
Now in his lineage, only Wind Chime remained.
If Lu Yuan became a Qi Refiner, he was likely to follow the same fate!
Reflecting on all the past events, Feng Huai’an closed his eyes in pain.
"Forget it, let me bear this Cause and Effect alone."
After much consideration, he ultimately decided against teaching Lu Yuan the ancestral Cultivation Method.
But just as he was putting away the animal hide, he suddenly changed his mind for some unknown reason.
"Though our Lu Clan is descended from the Yellow Emperor, after millions of years, we’ve fallen from glory, now with only me as the sole Qi Refiner."
"But I’m getting old, and if anything happens to me in the future, this Great Wind Tribe is likely to be annihilated."
Feng Huai’an struggled internally for a long time, finally deciding to let Lu Yuan choose for himself.
When he found Lu Yuan and raised the question.