Chapter 116: Innate Divinity

Listening to the noisy discussions drifting in from the outside, Feng Zi opened his eyes in a daze—

The moment he opened his eyes, Qing Lin's beautiful face filled his field of vision.

Seeing Feng Zi wake up, Qing Lin slightly curled the corners of her mouth, and smiles overflowed from her cyan eyes.

Seeing her expression, the confusion and unhappiness in Feng Zi's heart were swept away in an instant.

He smiled and raised his hand, patting Qing Lin on the head: "You silly girl... you didn't stay up all night, did you?"

Qing Lin did not answer, only smiling as she rubbed against his hand.

Not until his consciousness gradually cleared did he look out the window:

The dim night was gradually dissipating, and a faint white light appeared on the horizon, but the sun had not yet risen.

"So early? What are the people outside making a fuss about?"

Feng Zi subconsciously shook his head, sat up slowly, and asked casually: "Has something happened outside?"

To this, Qing Lin only gently combed his somewhat messy hair and answered just as casually: "It's nothing major; someone will come to find you shortly."

Feng Zi understood that Qing Lin had no concept of the severity of things, and her answer could not be taken as a reference in the strict sense.

But since she had said so, he figured there was at least no danger.

Thinking this way, he stopped fretting about what was happening outside and enjoyed this rare moment of leisure.

Just as Qing Lin had said, not long after, a series of urgent knocks on the door rang out:

"Lord Cun Xin, something big has happened; we must trouble you to come out and resolve it."

Hearing this commotion, Feng Zi sighed softly, hurriedly stood up, and picked up his pack and weapon.

Opening the door, he saw that the door opposite had also been opened, and three bewildered faces appeared behind it one after another:

"So early? What happened?"

Facing the three confused people, Feng Zi also shook his head helplessly and opened his door.

Xia, with an anxious face, immediately said: "Lord Cun Xin, please come with me immediately."

Having said that, the other party did not even wait for Feng Zi's response, immediately turning around and walking toward the tribe's gate.

"This... at least tell me clearly what is happening right now, won't you?" Feng Zi scratched his head in confusion, but still followed.

Qing Lin also followed naturally by his side, as she always did.

Qing Yang and the others looked at each other, but they quickly reacted and immediately followed the others' footsteps.

But it would have been fine if Feng Zi hadn't asked that question; once it was out, Xia threw out an even more baffling answer:

"Lord Cun Xin, the River God has appeared!"

"River God?" Regarding this answer, Feng Zi was even more confused:

He understood what a so-called "River God" was—

During their journey of over two months, Cun Xin had explained to the group:

All things in heaven and earth have spirituality, and in this wild and ancient era, every mountain, every river, and even every flower or tree could potentially gather its own spirituality.

And the products of these gathered spiritualities are "Innate Divinities"!

Of course, in the eyes of people from later generations like Feng Zi, these Innate Divinities were not actually too powerful:

The weak ones were no different from mortals, while the strong ones usually did not exceed the strength of Golden Core or Nascent Soul cultivators.

To a certain extent, there was no difference between their existence and that of "Demons".

But unlike humans or Demon beasts, these Innate Divinities could not improve their strength through cultivation or by devouring Qi and Blood.

Innate Divinities had only one way to improve their strength, which was to collect the heartfelt faith of intelligent beings.

This path to increasing strength was remarkably similar to the "becoming a god through incense" or "becoming a god through faith" cultivation methods in the novels Feng Zi had read in his past life.

Therefore, in this era, many human tribes would seek the protection of one or several Innate Divinities and worship them devoutly.

At the same time, for the frail human race, if they obtained the protection of an Innate Divinity, they could often survive many terrifying disasters.

This had nothing to do with superstition; it was a fair trade where each side got what they needed.

When Feng Zi arrived at the Muhe Tribe, he naturally saw the scenes of priests and shamans holding sacrificial rituals.

Considering the name of the Muhe Tribe, he had once suspected that the Innate Divinity this tribe worshipped was the River God of the Muhe.

But after that, no such existence had ever displayed "divine miracles," so he had abandoned that thought.

Now, how did a so-called "River God" suddenly pop up?

Feng Zi subconsciously glanced at Qing Lin beside him from the corner of his eye, and seeing her expression was as usual, he felt much more at ease.

Just as he walked out of the tribe's gate, Feng Zi saw nearly a hundred youths formed into a battle array, waiting in full battle readiness facing the direction of the Muhe.

Seeing Xia leading Feng Zi and the others over, a youth with Qi Refining cultivation said loudly: "The Chief and Lord Cun Xin are here!"

Hearing this, the crowd parted to make a path.

Feng Zi took the lead, walking in front of everyone as a matter of course, and arrived at the banks of the Muhe.

And then, he saw the true form of the "River God":

It was an existence that looked very much like water—Feng Zi understood that this description was very strange, but for the moment, it was the only description he could think of.

If described carefully, the "texture" of the River God was very much like water, and its entire body presented a cerulean color.

It was clear that in order to communicate with humans, the other party had tried very hard to display an image similar to a human... unfortunately, this attempt was not very successful.

Deep within the "chest" of that River God, Feng Zi could see some kind of profound patterns, which were filled with surging energy.

Roughly estimating, this River God of the Muhe already possessed the strength of a peak Golden Core, and could potentially advance further at any time!

Thinking of this, Feng Zi understood why Xia had called for him so hurriedly—this was indeed not something they could handle.

Seeing Feng Zi walking in front, the Innate Divinity scrutinized him in great detail for a moment, and then said disdainfully:

"I was wondering what you were fussing about... a little fellow with only Foundation Establishment strength, is this your trump card?"

Hearing this remark, Feng Zi immediately lowered his evaluation of this Muhe River God in his heart:

He could not see through his own true strength, could not see clearly the true strength of Qinglin, and did not even perceive the Incarnation located not far away.

How did such an existence live until today? He could not help but ponder.

But Feng Zi had not forgotten the reason he was standing here; suppressing the criticisms in his heart, he raised his head to look at the strange-looking River God floating in mid-air:

"Let us skip those useless segments; I ask that this... River God state his purpose."

Seeing that the human before him knew his identity, the Mu He River God felt quite gratified, and his tone was not as aggressive as before:

"You cannot settle here; seek another place."