Volume 1 Chapter 1 Storyteller Jiang Cheng

  "Everyone has seen it clearly, the Nine Laws of Killing Beasts are the crystallization of countless ancestors' experiences. Not only can they strengthen their bodies and temper their wills, but also increase their chances of receiving blessings from their ancestors."

  "If you can't obtain the blessing of your ancestors and become a soul warrior like me, Du Jing, but if you master the Nine Beast Slaying Techniques, it will also make you one of the top warriors in the tribe!"

  Green hills and green grassland.

  Under the rising sun, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with a sturdy build and an arrogant face was leading more than a hundred boys to practice boxing on the mountain slope, stepping on sparkling dew drops.

  Behind the boys is a mountain slope full of green grass, with a huge altar on it.

  In the center of the altar, a strange and peculiar natural stone carving stood there, one person wide and three people high.

  That day the natural stone carving was grayish in color, resembling a human and an animal, with horns, wings, and a tail. The head was somewhat blurry, but a human face could still be vaguely made out.

  What was most striking, however, were those fist-sized black eyes, which at this time under the sun's rays would occasionally reflect a ray of light, shining on the young practitioners not far away.

  "Hi!"

  A burst of energy exploded from his body, and a single punch sliced through the air with a sharp "whooshing" sound, causing the blades of grass beneath his feet to bend in submission, revealing the terrifying power hidden within this young man.

  Compared with the majestic Du Jing, the hundreds of young boys and girls who followed behind the youth to practice, ranging in age from ten to fifteen or sixteen, were much inferior.

  In a flash of fists and feet, although whirlwinds were born, compared to Du Jing who claimed to be a Soul Warrior, he was like a young child.

  Even so, these hundreds of young men and women practiced extremely diligently.

  Even with the scorching sun overhead and sweat dripping down, no one went to wipe it away, still practicing the Nine Beast Slaying Technique taught by Soul Warrior Du Jing with utmost focus.

  After practicing for a good hour and a half, they finally collapsed to the ground with a loud gasp for air at Du Jing's shout of "Rest!", and took big gulps from their water skin.

  After resting for a while, the young man's restless nature was revealed without a doubt.

  "Go on, let Jiang Cheng continue telling us the story. He stopped last night at the part where Sun Wukong was battling the Bull Demon King, and it gave me dreams all night!"

  It was unclear who shouted, but the young men and women who had been sitting on the ground in exhaustion earlier suddenly swarmed around a boy who was drinking water from a water bag.

  Even the girls with beautiful wildflowers on their heads and slender figures that had already taken shape rushed forward in a flurry, afraid of being too far away to hear clearly.

  Jiang Cheng was also a fifteen or sixteen year old youth, of medium build, about 1.7 meters tall, with an ordinary appearance, like the other youths around him, all with faces full of youthful vigor.

  But paired with those bright and wise eyes, as well as the indescribable mix of bookishness, laziness, nonchalance, and a hint of stubbornness that surrounds him.

  At first glance, Jiang Cheng has a sense of standing out from the crowd.

  Looking at the surrounding young boys and girls, Jiang Cheng wiped the water stain from his mouth, skillfully tightened the water bag, and a hint of strangeness flashed in his bright eyes.

  He didn't expect that what was originally a small passage to amuse a few close friends would become the most ardent pursuit of all the young people in the clan.

  At first, it was just a nostalgia or lingering affection for the world he had lived in before.

  In other words, Jiang Cheng originally did not belong in this world filled with the fragrance of grass and wood, where every place could be called a natural oxygen bar.

  Jiang Cheng comes from a world called Earth.

  He was originally an ordinary high school student there, taking advantage of the holiday to go to Yangshan to see the magnificent Yellow River. On the way, he met a mother and daughter who fell into the water and jumped in to rescue them without much consideration.

  The mother and daughter were rescued ashore, but he sank to the bottom of the river filled with yellow mud and slowly lost consciousness.

  He thought he was going to die, but when he woke up, he was rescued by the people of the Kuzu Mountain clan on the riverbank, and his body had inexplicably shrunk to around ten years old.

  Now he has been living in the Kusakabe family for five years, and except for the memories hidden deep in his heart, he is a thoroughbred Kusakabe boy.

  However, in this remote corner of the Katsuragi Department, a piece of 'earth-shattering' gossip that he casually mentioned could excite the young men and women of the Katsuragi Department for several days.

  As a result, not only did Jiang Cheng thoroughly integrate into the Gusu Lan Sect, but he also became the most popular young man in the Gusu Lan Sect.

  And some common sense about 'Earth' made Jiang Cheng become the most wise young man in Gusu Lan.

  Every night, the animal oil lamp in Jiang Cheng's house was the last one to be extinguished.

  And during the day, Jiang Cheng was always surrounded by the most young people, boys and girls full of expectation and admiration.

  "Brother Jiang Cheng, speak up! We can only rest for a short while, speak up!"

  The young men who gathered around Jiang Cheng in a few breaths, with eyes full of expectation, urged Jiang Cheng on.

  Jiang Cheng did not rush to speak, his gaze turned to a black-faced youth in the distance who was running towards him with a belt in hand, a smile all over his face.

  Seeing Jiang Cheng's expression, the young men didn't urge him anymore, but instead turned to repeatedly and hastily prompt that dark-faced youth.

  Because they knew that Jiang Cheng wouldn't start talking until Shi Qie, the dark-faced young man with a surname of Shi, arrived.

  When Jiang Cheng first arrived at Gusu Lan House, due to language differences, he was muddled and didn't understand anything.

  At that time, 99% of the young people in Koshan Department treated Jiang Cheng, a strange and eccentric boy who was different from others in his words and deeds, as a monster.

  Only Hei Lian young Shi Tie, without any reserve, hand in hand guided Jiang Cheng, through body movements and pronunciation, one pronunciation at a time teaching Jiang Cheng, allowing Jiang Cheng to learn the language here.

  However, Jiang Cheng found that the language here was somewhat similar to the Chinese he used on Earth, only because of the thick accent and tone changes made him unable to understand.

  Even the laws of physics and the seasons are similar to those on Earth, with only some minor differences in details.

  Once you understand the rules in it, there will be no communication barriers anymore.

  Also because of this, Jiang Cheng and Hei Mian Shao Nian Shi Tie have a very close relationship.

  In the midst of everyone's urging voices, Shi Tie, who was running over, actually slowed down and instead scolded the group of youths surrounding him.

  "Are you still not a man? Don't you know that Song Yue's body is weak?"

  Don't you know that Song Yue loves to hear Cheng Ge tell stories?

  Make way and let Song Yue pass!

  "Must he always glare at me with his eyes wide open before I know to give way?"

  Shi Tie was drinking tea when he suddenly felt a gaze on him, and saw Jiang Cheng's slightly reproachful eyes. He quickly covered his mouth and apologized to the girl behind him named Song Yue: "Song Yue, I didn't mean to, are you feeling better?"

  The words "Shi Tie" made the green-clothed girl, with her high ponytail, melon-shaped face, curved eyebrows, bright eyes and white teeth, suddenly lower her head, her eyes dimming.

  "Song Yue, come quickly, we're about to talk about the Nine-Tailed Fox and Princess Iron Fan."

  At this moment when Shi Tie was at a loss, Jiang Cheng's soft shout made the girl suddenly raise her head, and her pretty face was filled with surprise.

  The slender figure rushed towards Jiang Cheng, closely following the girl's back. The girls who had been left behind in the outer circle also chattered and followed the girl named Song Yue, taking advantage of this momentum to rush all the way to Jiang Cheng, full of joy.

  The whole family, who doesn't love listening to Jiang Cheng tell stories?

  And they, these girls, whether in speed or strength, can't compare to those sturdy boys like small calves, definitely can't squeeze in, so they wait for this opportunity every day.

  Anyway, they knew that Song Yue would definitely be by Jiang Cheng's side listening to stories.

  Naturally, the boys and girls who were walking ahead would tease Song Yue and Jiang Cheng in a different way, causing Song Yue's pale face to flush with a layer of red.

  Watching the young men gather together, Du Jing, a heroic warrior with an extraordinary aura, stood there with an unusually ugly expression.

  Especially when seeing the sweet smile of Song Yue, who was sitting next to Jiang Cheng like a fairy, and those girls full of youthful energy surrounding Jiang Cheng, it felt like the stars were shining around him.

  Don't forget, although Du Jing has received the blessings of his ancestors, he is still just a fifteen or sixteen year old boy after all.

  And he is a Soul Warrior.

  In his opinion, he should be the focus of the entire Ge Shan tribe!

  The one who should be surrounded by stars and worshipped as a moon is him, Du Jing.

  Being served by girls with soft words, he should also be the focus of attention from all walks of life.

  Moreover, young people admire Ai...

  It's the youthful years of adolescence, an age when boys and girls are drawn to each other.

  But he was originally the focus of attention, now standing here alone and isolated.

  As for his deliberately puffed out chest and straightened back, creating a majestic figure, no one appreciated it.

  "Hum, lazy!"

  The thunderous drinking sound made those young men and women who were about to listen to Jiang Cheng's story suddenly startled, and when they saw Du Jing's iron-green face, the boys' faces also became somewhat unnatural.

  In the clan, every soul warrior who can obtain the blessing of the ancestral spirit has a very high status.

  But Du Jing, because he had obtained the blessing of the ancestors for a short time, was left here by the Ling Gong of his clan to teach them and impart to them the experience that could be blessed by the ancestors.

  "Letting you rest is letting you reflect on your gains and losses during the practice process, in order to make progress, rather than listening to some out-of-tune nonsense."

  "With you all like this, do you still want to receive the blessings of your ancestors? Not to mention that some of you have already failed once, and if you fail a second time, you will never be able to become a Soul Warrior again."

  As he watched many young men slowly lower their heads, Du Jing's face showed anger, but secretly he was extremely pleased. This was exactly the feeling he wanted.

  Suddenly, the pride hidden in Du Jing's eyes paused for a moment. He saw that among the group of young men, the guy who made him jealous - Jiang Cheng, was smiling at him with a smile on his face.

  That smile made Du Jing feel as if all his little thoughts had been seen through.

  What infuriated him even more was that Jiang Cheng whispered a few words to the elf-like girl, Song Lan, and her pretty face also rose with an expression similar to Jiang Cheng's, as if she had seen through his thoughts.

  "What's so funny, Jiang Cheng? I'm talking about you!"

  "You've already failed once, and you're still not making an effort, do you want to fail a second time?" Du Jing rebuked angrily.

  Jiang Cheng seemed to be accustomed to or had already known Du Jing's thoughts, and with a slight curve of his mouth and a faint sound, the shouts of the hundred or so young men had already erupted.

  "Soul Warrior-sama, we understand."

  The voices were uneven and dragged out some long tones, hiding the discontent of the young people.

  Du Jing was even angrier, how could he not hear it?

  It's all because of this river.

  Without Jiang Cheng, these young men and women in front of him, who dares to show the slightest disrespect to this soul warrior?

  A fifteen or sixteen year old youth, already having some city manners, with a gloomy expression, Du Jing pointed at Jiang Cheng and shouted: "Since everyone is free, find someone to follow me in using the 'Killing Beast Nine Styles' to have a match, let me point out your mistakes!"

  As soon as Du Jing spoke, the young men immediately lowered their heads and avoided her gaze.

  Even the most arrogant and combative young man lowered his head.

  No other, Du Jing is a Soul Warrior.

  As long as one becomes a Soul Warrior, their power, speed, physical strength, reaction and so on will be greatly enhanced. Even the strongest non-Soul Warriors in the tribe would find it hard to compare, let alone these young people.

  Moreover, becoming a Soul Warrior would instantly elevate one's status within the tribe by a great margin.

  Apart from being able to eat to one's heart's content, there is also the supply of fierce beast blood that contains a vast amount of essence and energy, which makes for a strong physique. How can those young men like Jiang Cheng, who can only eat until they are seven or eight parts full every day, compare?

  Seeing all the young men lower their heads, Du Jing smiled and pointed at Jiang Cheng: "Jiang Cheng, come out and fight a battle with me!"

  As soon as Du Jing mentioned Jiang Cheng's name, Hei Mian's young master Shi Tie immediately became anxious.

  After five years of tempering, Jiang Cheng's physique had also become very solid, but compared to the sturdy and robust young men of the Ge Mountain tribe who were as strong as small oxen, he still fell short by a margin.

  These young men were so intimidated that they didn't dare to be Du Jing's opponent, let alone Jiang Cheng. Shi Tie naturally became anxious and suddenly stood up, shouting: "What do you want with Jiang Cheng? I'll take care of..."

  "Fine, bring it on!"

  Jiang Cheng suddenly stood up, exerted force with one arm, pressed down the anxious Shi Tie, interrupted Shi Tie's words, and directly responded under the astonished gaze of the young men.

  This Du Jing was no longer in his first time coming to find Jiang Cheng, previously he just borrowed the identity of a Soul Warrior to bully Jiang Cheng a bit, but this time, he actually prepared to take action.

  By Jiang Cheng's side, Song Lan's pretty face slightly turned sideways, her gaze at him filled with worry.

  Du Jing was overjoyed and as long as Jiang Cheng agreed, he could properly beat him up.

  Beat Jiang Cheng until his face is blue and swollen, humiliate him in front of everyone, vent one's anger, show off one's own prestige, and establish his own authority.

  "Come on, hit it!"

  Du Jing pointed to the grassland in front of him and looked at Jiang Cheng who was walking towards him, becoming extremely excited.

  Just as Du Jing was delighted and the young men were worried about Jiang Cheng, a loud rumbling sound suddenly echoed through the air, interspersed with two dull gasping sounds, immediately making the young men who looked in the direction of the sound tense up.

  "Menlei Ji, is the voice of Menlei Ji from the Bai Hun tribe!"

  The pointy-eared boy had already nervously drunk it out.

  PS: The new book has been uploaded, still the same old words, just like an arrogant loli, needs special care from all brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts!

  Received recommendation!