Chapter 4397
The Desolate Dragon Tribe, among the five tribes of the Totem Holy Clan.
Had always been considered a relatively flourishing tribe.
It was just that before, it had been suppressed by the Zhu Que Tribe in its peak period.
Later, after the Zhu Que Tribe declined.
The Desolate Dragon Tribe replaced it and became the head of the five totem tribes.
At this moment, deep within the Desolate Dragon Tribe's base.
Ancient fortresses were magnificent and towering, emitting a sense of wildness.
And inside an ancient fortress deep within.
Between heaven and earth, rich spiritual energy flowed into this place like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.
Causing the entire space to be hazy.
In the dispersing mist.
One could vaguely see a red-haired silhouette.
That was a woman with a charming appearance.
Her figure was delicate and graceful, her skin was also wheat-colored, and she looked to have a unique temptation.
And if one looked closely at the woman's face, one would discover.
Her facial features and eyebrows were actually somewhat similar to Tu Su's.
It was just that she appeared more mature and more charming.
At a certain moment.
The woman's delicate body suddenly shook.
She suddenly opened her eyes.
Her eyes were also tinged with red, like red agate.
"How could this be?" the woman muttered.
Seeming to carry a trace of surprise and unexpectedness.
And just at this time, a figure suddenly descended outside the hall.
That was a man with an extremely strong build, tall and big, like a barbarian king.
His face was square, and his sturdy body was imprinted with various totem patterns, faintly emitting a powerful pressure.
This man was precisely the son of the Desolate Dragon Tribe's leader, Man Wuji.
He was also one of the top monstrous figures among the younger generation of the Desolate Dragon Tribe.
He entered the hall, his gaze looking at the charming woman.
"Yan'er, how is your cultivation going? In a while, we will have to prepare for the Barbarian God Sacrifice."
This woman was precisely Tu Su's sister, Tu Yan.
"Something happened," Tu Yan frowned and said.
"What happened?" Man Wuji was stunned.
Tu Yan's delicate body shook slightly, and totem power surged.
Within her delicate body, a cluster of black light emerged.
In the black light was indeed a black Gu worm.
It was the same as the Gu worm that had been removed from Tu Su's heart earlier.
It was just that its body was a bit larger.
This black insect was the mother Gu of the Blood-Swallowing Pulse-Eating Gu.
And the one in Tu Su's body was the child Gu.
"I can't sense the aura of the child Gu anymore," Tu Yan said.
"How could this happen?" Man Wuji also revealed a trace of surprise.
"Could it be that the girl noticed?" Tu Yan said.
The one she referred to was naturally Tu Su.
It was just that, from her tone of voice, one could not feel it at all.
She had the slightest sisterly affection for Tu Su.
That indifferent tone was more like talking about an enemy.
Man Wuji heard this and asked suspiciously.
"Impossible, that Gu worm has special runes to hide it, it won't be easily noticed."
"With the Zhu Que Tribe's current methods, no one should be able to discover that Gu worm."
This Blood-Swallowing Pulse-Eating Gu was a very ancient Gu worm refining method passed down from their Desolate Dragon Tribe.
Even in the Desolate Dragon Tribe, only the most core direct descendants knew about it.
It was even more impossible for anyone in the other tribes to know.
And they had refined the Gu worm extremely secretly, with special runes to hide it, making it even more impossible to be easily discovered.
Tu Yan thought for a moment, and then said, "Could it be that the girl... has fallen?"
After all, the Blood-Swallowing Pulse-Eating Gu had been parasitizing Tu Su for a long time.
For an ordinary person, they wouldn't have been able to hold on for so long and would have fallen long ago.
It was thanks to Tu Su's own extraordinary bloodline power that she was able to persist.
Man Wuji shook his head and said, "Impossible."
"Even if the host falls, there will still be some sensing between the child Gu and the mother Gu."
"Should I send someone to investigate?"
Tu Yan thought for a moment, but still shook her head.
"That won't be necessary; she is already useless."
"Besides, my harvest is already enough."
Tu Yan had been absorbing Tu Su's bloodline power through the Blood-Swallowing Pulse-Eating Gu for all these years.
It was almost finished being refined.
Tu Su was already completely ruined, so she didn't care that much.
Man Wuji also smiled and said, "Yan'er, your current bloodline power, even in my Desolate Dragon Tribe, is considered a peerless monster."
"Few people can compare."
Tu Yan curled her lips into a cold smile: "That's also thanks to that girl's bloodline power, otherwise."
"I would still find it difficult to fully refine this totem..."
As Tu Yan spoke, totem patterns permeated her delicate body.
Vast Qi and blood rose.
Faintly, behind her, a huge totem phantom appeared.
It looked like a Zhu Que, but it carried dragon-scale-like patterns.
It had the characteristics of both a Zhu Que and a dragon.
"Yan'er, you succeeded?" Man Wuji saw this, and his eyes were shocked.
He could feel the powerful power of this totem.
This was what Tu Yan had achieved after absorbing Tu Su's Zhu Que bloodline power for so many years and then fusing it with the Desolate Dragon Tribe's Barbarian Dragon totem.
The Dragon-Sparrow totem she had refined.
"Yan'er is truly amazing!"
Man Wuji smiled, stepped forward, and wanted to hug Tu Yan and be intimate with her.
However, Tu Yan refused coldly: "I heard there are many opportunities in the Barbarian Desolate Temple, and I still have to prepare for the Barbarian God Sacrifice."
Man Wuji's movements paused, and then he nodded: "Yan'er, you are right, then I won't disturb you."
In Man Wuji's view, Tu Yan would be his woman sooner or later, so he wasn't in a hurry.
Man Wuji turned and left.
Tu Yan watched his back, carrying a trace of hidden cold sarcasm.
Even if he was the son of the Desolate Dragon Tribe's leader, he was not qualified to touch her.
Even the Desolate Dragon Tribe was just an object for her to use.
Just like back then, it was Tu Yan who took the initiative to propose cooperating with the Desolate Dragon Tribe.
At that time, although their father, Tu Mo, had already gone missing.
But the Zhu Que Tribe still had Tu Su, this monster.
The Desolate Dragon Tribe had always been suppressed by the Zhu Que Tribe.
So they didn't want the Zhu Que Tribe to produce another monstrous figure like Tu Mo in the future.
But the Desolate Dragon Tribe didn't want to completely tear their faces with the Zhu Que Tribe either.
So, Tu Yan secretly conspired with the Desolate Dragon Tribe.
The two sides hit it off.
On one hand, she could secretly seize Tu Su's Zhu Que bloodline power.
On the Desolate Dragon Tribe's side, they could also ruin Tu Su without anyone knowing, making it difficult for the Zhu Que Tribe to have a chance to rise again.
In this way, it would also be difficult for the Zhu Que Tribe to compete with the Desolate Dragon Tribe for opportunities in the Barbarian Desolate Temple.
"My good sister, that you could persist for so long is already beyond my expectations."
"Next, no matter what, your life and mine will never have the slightest intersection again," Tu Yan muttered.
She would never forget.
Everyone in the tribe valued Tu Su, treating her as the apple of their eye.
And she, Tu Yan, because her talent and bloodline were mediocre, was looked down upon and despised by many.
Although Tu Su would often comfort and defend her.
But the more this happened, the more Tu Yan hated her in her heart.
Later, she even heard some rumors that the reason Tu Su had such a monstrous bloodline.
Was because she had stolen her bloodline power while in the womb.
Regardless of whether the truth was so, Tu Yan believed it was.
That was why all the subsequent layouts were made.
Shaking her head slightly, Tu Yan cleared her thoughts.
Next, she had to prepare for the Barbarian God Sacrifice.
As for Tu Su?
At her current level, she was afraid she didn't even have the qualifications to participate in the Barbarian God Sacrifice.
End of Chapter
