Chapter 213

"Grandfather Chief, those bird-scripts and turtle-glyphs are as complicated as ghost-charms, way too hard to learn. Why do we have to study them?"

"Yeah, it's not even as useful as the archery Father taught me."

"I think so too. When I'm shooting arrows I'm not sleepy at all, but the moment I see these ghost-scribbles, I get sleepy right away. Grandfather Chief, can we skip it?"

A group of children all wore bitter-melon faces, deeply resistant.

"You little things really don't know what's good for you. Bone-script is the symbol that powerful ancient remnant-species are born with revealed upon their bones, containing unfathomably mysterious power. So many people want to learn it but have no way in, yet you refuse to study it? Do you know that once you achieve something in it, how much stronger you'd be than your fathers' generation?"

The old chief, frustrated that iron wouldn't become steel, scolded them.

"Is bone-script really that powerful? I don't seem to believe it."

"Can these things really be that amazing?"

Still some children didn't want to learn bone-script.

"Only by mastering bone-script might you have a chance to walk out of this village, out of this great wilderness. If you don't believe what I say, you can go ask that big brother. His strength—you should all have seen it clearly by now."

Shi Yunfeng looked at these children who didn't want to learn bone-script, his head aching. "Of course, don't go find that Young Master right now—he's cultivating. Look, he's so powerful and still cultivating. What complaints do you have left? Why aren't you hurrying up and cultivating?"

"We want to be as amazing as Big Brother too!"

"Then Grandfather Chief, we'll follow you in cultivation."

"Cultivate bone-script, become strong!"

At last, a group of children gathered around Shi Yunfeng, settled their hearts, and began to earnestly listen to his teachings.