Chapter 586

Little Wei Yuan scanned with his spiritual sense and discovered a Great Shaman and at least five Dao Foundation Shaman tribe warriors; they were all disguised as ordinary Shaman tribe members living in the village.

But although they tried their best to hide, their cultivation could not be hidden from Little Wei Yuan. How could a Great Shaman be living in seclusion in a dilapidated village?

Little Wei Yuan's appearance had clearly attracted the attention of these shamans; they remained calm and slowly gathered from around. Just as the encirclement was about to form, Little Wei Yuan suddenly turned and ran, his speed so fast he left only an afterimage in place.

The Shaman tribe members attempting to surround him were stunned, then returned to their original positions to continue their disguise.

Little Wei Yuan ran for dozens of miles in one breath; unfortunately, no shaman chased after him. The opponent didn't take the bait, so Little Wei Yuan didn't linger and continued to the next place.

The disguise of that village was too poor; if they were willing to spend the resources to recruit a Great Shaman with a perfect Dharma Form to sit in charge, Little Wei Yuan might have believed it. But now, relying on these mediocre people to protect the woman and child he cherished most? Little Wei Yuan felt that unless Hongye's head had been kicked by a Force Shaman, he wouldn't do this.

So this was nine times out of ten a fake target. Originally, according to normal reasoning, if a fake target was set here, the real target would have been transferred away long ago and must not be nearby.

But the information given by the mysterious Shaman tribe was very clear: Hongye's child was hidden in this town, just not specifically where. With the great supernatural powers of him and his master behind him, Little Wei Yuan believed their information could not be wrong.

Little Wei Yuan ran through the mountains and wilderness, changing his body structure as he ran. After learning to change his body form for the first time under the heavy pressure of the Nether Mountain, Little Wei Yuan also learned the Daoist art "Round and Wishful Technique" to assist him; changing his external form was now a matter of a single thought.

As he ran, Little Wei Yuan's body size became smaller and smaller, until finally he looked like a small cat, and then he grew wings and took flight.

Little Wei Yuan transformed into a small bird common in the Shaman Domain, flying slowly in the air, passing over one village after another, scanning with his spiritual sense one by one.

In the blink of an eye, Little Wei Yuan flew over six villages and actually discovered four suspected targets, all of which had people secretly protecting them. In such a small place, where did so many people needing protection come from? If they really needed to live in seclusion for some reason, they didn't need to huddle together in one place.

Little Wei Yuan easily concluded that most of these were fake targets used to divert the attention of the captors; the real target might be inside, or might not be.

Generally, at this time, others might think that with so many fake targets placed together, the real target shouldn't be here. But Little Wei Yuan had the support of the mysterious Shaman tribe's information and knew that the real target must be in this area.

The so-called "the empty is the real, the real is the empty"—Hongye made this place so obvious, perhaps just hoping others would think this way.

Little Wei Yuan felt that if he were Hongye, the best way would still be to find a quiet mountain village that no one knew about, send one or two loyal old servants to guard it, and then cut off contact and cut off karma, just guarding it until the child grew up. He could even send the child to live in seclusion among the Human tribe; that would be secure.

But Hongye insisted on being here; Little Wei Yuan guessed that there might be some reason here that made Hongye have to put his illegitimate child here.

Little Wei Yuan had already investigated all the information he could find on Hongye, only knowing that he was a generation of heroes who suddenly rose to power hundreds of years ago and married the daughter of the previous Rain Kingdom lord.

Originally, Hongye's cultivation progress was extremely fast, and in less than a hundred years, he advanced to the perfect Nether Shaman stage, not caring at all about the position of the Rain Kingdom lord. He had already been noticed by the Ancestral Shaman and was soon to move to the City of Heaven to settle down, with hopes of competing for the Heavenly Shaman quota of the City of Heaven.

Just at this critical moment, Hongye didn't know why he had a conflict with the Heavenly Shaman Long Zhe, and both sides fought a great battle in the Nether Cold Realm. It was thought to be a one-sided war, but no one expected that in the end, Hongye only narrowly lost. Since then, the Shaman tribe has had many opinions; some said Long Zhe was too weak, others thought Hongye was too strong.

But in any case, after Hongye was defeated, his kingdom in the Nether Cold Realm disappeared, and he was also knocked down from the Nether Shaman realm and became a Great Shaman. After this battle, Hongye's temperament changed drastically, and less than a hundred years later, the old lord of the Rain Kingdom suddenly died of illness. Hongye, whose strength was still equivalent to a top-tier Nether Shaman and who had a group of followers, logically became the lord.

From then on, Hongye cast aside the old lord's daughter and changed hundreds of beautiful shamans to serve him every year. Over hundreds of years, Hongye had tens of thousands of direct blood descendants, big and small, one of whom even became a Nether Shaman.

There are countless mysteries in Hongye's data, for example, since he has so many descendants, some of whom are talented, why is he so concerned about a Human tribe woman, and it's only been a matter of these few years. Thinking of what Wolf Bear said, it seems that Hongye suddenly started launching wars continuously after this child was born.

But Little Wei Yuan's trip deep into the Shaman Domain was not to solve mysteries, but to catch people. He was not interested in Hongye's life story, only thinking about how to stuff the Yang Bullet into Hongye's body to exchange for the Ancestor's relic.

Little Wei Yuan was flying toward the next village when suddenly a fierce wind attacked from behind, accompanied by a burst of wild laughter: "You silly bird, you haven't landed after flying for so long; you are clearly a spy sent by another tribe!"

Amidst the wild laughter, an iron claw pierced through the clouds and grabbed directly at Little Wei Yuan's back!

Little Wei Yuan's speed increased several times, he dodged to the side, and then changed his form.

The one who launched the sneak attack was a giant bird with a human face, its wings spread out to dozens of zhang. Such a massive body, yet it was silent when flying in the air; it wasn't until it laughed wildly that Little Wei Yuan noticed its existence.

Seeing that Little Wei Yuan had actually avoided this claw, the eagle shaman's large face, which was a zhang square, revealed surprise: "Yo! The silly bird is quite good at escaping!"

For some reason, being called a silly bird twice in a row, Little Wei Yuan's anger rose in a straight line and couldn't be suppressed at all. Fortunately, Little Wei Yuan had cultivated hard for many years and his Dao heart was firm, so he barely maintained his external calmness and said, "We have no enmity; I am just passing through, not a spy. The reason I changed my form is that I don't want to cause trouble on the road. I am a Spirit Shaman."

"So what if you're a Spirit Shaman? Others fear Spirit Shamans, but Spirit Shamans also fear me! Especially a Spirit Shaman seed like you, you should be walking around me."

Little Wei Yuan endured his temper and asked, "May I ask your name, sir?"

Read every line without error, every word in the content!

The eagle shaman said carelessly, "I am the Thunder Eagle of the Thunder Marsh tribe! I tell you, I am born with an aversion to other birds! And even more so to those pretending to be birds."

Considering that this old thing was a Nether Shaman, Little Wei Yuan continued to suppress his anger and said, "Master Thunder Eagle, it's not that I have no means. Even if I can't beat you, I still have elders in my tribe. If you must take action, you might as well look at this."

A wisp of aura appeared in Little Wei Yuan's hand; it came from the Yang Bullet and had a clear intent to shorten one's lifespan. Little Wei Yuan believed the old guy could understand it.

Thunder Eagle was indeed stunned, then laughed loudly: "Your tribe is actually willing to give such a treasure to you; you really have a big background! But this is useless to me; I have less than a hundred years of lifespan left. Are you sure you want to use this thing on me?"

Little Wei Yuan was stunned. The Yang Bullet had cost him a hundred years of Yang lifespan; naturally, it was impossible to use it on a Nether Shaman who only had less than a hundred years of Yang lifespan left.

Seeing Little Wei Yuan's expression, Thunder Eagle laughed: "Haha, a silly bird is a silly bird!"

Being called a silly bird three times in a row, Little Wei Yuan's anger could no longer be suppressed. His pupils became extremely deep, as if an ancient prehistoric beast was hidden in the depths, and then he said coldly, "Senior Thunder Eagle, since you have less than a hundred years of lifespan left, then presumably your kingdom has already been returned to the Nether Cold Realm?"

Thunder Eagle vaguely felt that the atmosphere was wrong, but still said, "So what if it has? Do you still want to take action?"

(End of this chapter)