Editor note: StackThatCoins is the new translator and EliteCreature is the new editor of this novel. I will eventually go back and clean some things up, but, for now, I am focusing on new chapters. Anyway, we hope you enjoy this novel!
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Chapter 11 – The Night Ride
As night came, cries of grief rang out from within Meng village.
During the battle, all of over two thousand barbarians were killed, at least half of the warriors from all three barbarian tribes were lost. But the Meng village suffered heavy losses too. Although they got the help from the barbarian hunters, who were actually there to resupply themselves, more than seven hundred villagers were killed.
At least one person in every family got killed by the barbarians. Every family is in mourning and crying in grief of their losses.
Wu Qi was sitting with his leg crossed on a tree branch of a big tree that stretched out over the river, he placed his arms on his chest, looking at the suspension bridge not far away. A few barbarian hunters with big axes are cutting down trees to help the village fix their archery tower and to fix the suspension bridge that was destroyed during the battle. Though the battle had happened only a few hours earlier, the archery tower, which had been destroyed, was almost completely fixed.
Meng village is the only supply point for those who enter and exit the woods in the few thousand miles around Little Meng Mountain. No matter whether they are venturing into the Little Meng Mountain to harvest herbs, to hunting, or, like this group of professional barbarian hunters, hunting barbarians, before they enter and after they exit the mountain, all of them will stop by the Meng village and rest and resupply all their necessities.
Therefore, the relationship between the Meng village and those herb gatherers, hunters, and barbarian hunters is very good, while the relationship with the barbarians is really bad.
Normally, Meng village would be disturbed by those barbarians a few times a year, but never had they been attacked like they were today, three barbarian tribes working together to attack Meng Village. The most surprising were those bird barbarians, as their tribe is at least seven to eight hundred miles away from Meng village. No one knows why they were so crazy as to come all this way to wreak havoc in Meng Village.
Anyway, this time, Meng village had suffered a great loss. Even Doggie’s father, the muscular man who brought Wu Qi back to Meng village, had died under the strange fireball shot out by that barbarian leader.
Sighing, Wu Qi looked up into the starry sky, murmuring to himself, “To live on is not an easy task, but I will still persevere to live on with this life of mine!”
A weird ‘hehe’ laugh came from afar. The leader of the barbarian hunters, Zhang Hu, who was carrying the three foot long ‘Nine Rings Broadsword’, was walking towards Wu Qi with a wine sack almost as big as two bulls’ heads. He thrust the huge wine sack at Wu Qi and, with a bright smile on his face, said, “What brother Wu Qi said is true. To live in this world is really difficult! But we, as men, still need to live on. Right?”
Grabbing the wine sack, Wu Qin drinks two mouthfuls of hard liquor and frowned.
There was a spicy, pungent smell mixed in with the smell of high concentration alcohol, but the taste was really awful. The wine was mixed with some unknown herbs. It was very useful to improve one’s blood circulation, expel coldness, and to help get rid of minor toxins in one’s body, but the taste of the wine was worse than some poisons.
After forcing himself to swallow two mouthfuls of wine, Wu Qi simply threw the wine sack back to Zhang Wu, who was standing under the tree. With a bitter smile on his face, Wu Qi asked, “Big brother Zhang Hu, where did you all come from?”
Grabbing the wine sack and downing a few gulps of wine, Zhang Hu burped out satisfyingly, and spoke casually, “We just came out from the mountain and were about to go back to Little Meng City and have some fun. My group has been working on the mountain for more than half a year. We had a pretty nice harvest this time around.”
With a sigh, Zhang Hu looked back toward Meng village. He smiled bitterly and said, "It was unfortunate that this happened to Meng village."
Wu Qi doesn’t say anything. He just holds his arms and listens to what Zhang Hu is saying.
“But, on the bright side, Doggie and those other young guys are going to become adults soon. Meng village will survive. Sigh, few years back I wrote a letter to the governor, asking him to send an army to stand guard in Meng village, but that governor will never agree!”
Wu Qi lowered his head, quickly analyzing all the information contained within Zhang Hu’s words.
Suddenly, they heard the pattering of feet nearby. Wu Qi, sitting up high, saw a girl from the village holding the hand of a barbarian hunter and leaving the village in a sneaky way, walking into a tall grass field near the village. Not long after that, the tall grass starting to swing back and forth.
Zhang Hu lowered his voice and laughed under his breath.
“Brother Wu Qi, let’s keep our voices down, so as not to disturb them.”
Wu Qi looked at that grass field and nodded his head, as if he had thought of something. He had seen that girl earlier in the day. Her husband had been killed during the fight and she was left alone with a daughter at home. Now she sneaks out in the middle of night and mates with a barbarian hunter. Perhaps she is trying to ‘borrow a seed’.
These barbarian hunters are all strong men. Their talents and skills are much greater than those that of the men in the village. If she can give birth to a boy, then, by ‘borrowing a seed’ from them, the boy will be able to support the family when he grows up, and continue the heritage of this family. The villagers respect those who are strong. ‘Borrowing a seed’ from a barbarian hunter is better than finding her target in the village.
Nodding his head, Wu Qi silently came down from the tree, walked closer to Zhang Wu, sat down on the ground, and leaned back against the tree.
“Big brother Zhang Hu, I have spent the last ten years following and learning from my teacher. This is the first time I have left him and ventured out alone, but then ran into this. I was wondering about the world outside of this mountain. What is it like out there?
After making up a fake identity, Wu Qi starting to ask about the world outside of the mountain. He is not planning on staying in Meng village. This piece of land is just too small and won’t provide any advantage for Wu Qi.
The skills within the Scroll of Stealing all required him to obtain the excess of this universe to supply his own insufficiency. How much of an advantage can the tiny Meng village give Wu Qi? Even if he strips away everything they have, it just won’t give him any advantages. Only by leaving this mountain and going to the outside world, will he have more opportunities. That is where he will have the best chances to become stronger.
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