Shi Yi's encounter with the white-haired old man, the Suan Ni, was just a small interlude. While it had no intention of harming Shi Yi, it also had no intention of helping him.
Shi Yi had been forcibly sent out by the Willow Deity to gain experience. Without her permission, no one or beast in this vast Great Wilderness would help Shi Yi return to Stone Village.
The white-haired old man, the Suan Ni, also gave up the idea of freeloading on Shi Yi's roasted meat. After sitting and chatting with Shi Yi for a while, it dragged its body, which was nearing its end, away from Shi Yi.
It wasn't that it was tired of eating. Some things, some experiences, the first time is always beautiful. It didn't want to ruin the beauty of the first encounter, and stopping after a taste was undoubtedly the best choice.
The following month.
Shi Yi walked alone through the vast Great Wilderness. He wanted to find a way out, or perhaps return to Stone Village, but the hundreds of millions of miles of the Great Wilderness made it impossible for him to find a way out or back home.
The Old Clan Leader, Shi Yunfeng, didn't exactly lie to Shi Yi, but walking hundreds of thousands of miles was already his limit.
In reality, the Great Wilderness is more than hundreds of millions of miles wide. Without direction, it's impossible to walk out of the Great Wilderness relying solely on one's feet.
At least, not in the Celestial Passage Realm.
Shi Yi gradually got lost.
He became increasingly unable to distinguish directions.
They say that when a person is pushed to a dead end, they will always burst forth with extraordinary strength.
During this month.
Shi Yi fought bloody battles with fierce beasts multiple times, his hot blood spilling across a hundred thousand miles of the Great Wilderness.
Of course.
This hundred thousand miles of the Great Wilderness was only a part of it, actually less than one ten-thousandth of the true Great Wilderness. Shi Yi was like a grain of sand dropped into the ocean, struggling to survive in the Great Wilderness.
He didn't know if it had been arranged long ago.
The fierce beasts that Shi Yi fought during this time were all slightly stronger than him, but not so strong that they could kill him in one blow. As long as Shi Yi unleashed his potential, the ones who died in the end were these fierce beasts.
Through the tempering of blood and fire, Shi Yi's originally somewhat frivolous and lazy personality gradually became steady and reliable, and he also developed a trustworthy aura.
Five million miles away from Stone Village in the Great Wilderness, in a dry cave.
"Crackling!" The sound of fire burning.
Shi Yi sat in front of the bonfire, dressed in a long beast hide robe, his future filled with confusion.
He had originally thought that in this life, he could live a stable life as a prince's son.
Contrary to his wishes.
The clan elders of the Martial King Manor were unwilling for him, a Double Pupil, a born Saint, to be content with mediocrity and be an ordinary prince's son, so they sent him to Stone Village.
The Willow Deity in Stone Village also didn't want him to keep staying in Stone Village, so she drove him out to gain experience. It was as if everyone was telling him that he couldn't be an ordinary person.
This feeling of destiny was truly annoying.
But Shi Yi had no power to resist destiny. He believed that even if he just cursed the Willow Deity under his breath, she might sense his name and a willow branch might extend from the void to whip him.
He couldn't beat her, and he didn't dare to speak out.
Even if Shi Yi was unhappy, he could only bottle it up.
Fortunately.
Shi Yi's mental fortitude was not what it used to be. Although it still couldn't be described as having a heart of iron, it could be considered a stubborn rock, not easily shattered.
"Mother, after being away for three years, did you miss Yi'er?"
As Shi Yi spoke, he gently stirred the iron pot over the bonfire with a spatula. Inside the pot, a goose was stewing, a Vast Desolate exotic species that had possessed seven-colored feathers in life.
The goose was called the Seven-Colored Goose. Compared to the Eight Treasures Chicken, which was also a Vast Desolate exotic species, it was only slightly inferior. When catching it, Shi Yi had also spent a great deal of effort to finally capture it. After slaughtering and cleaning it, he stewed it in the pot.
As for the taste, there was no need to say more. With his peak human culinary skills, even if Shi Yi lost all his cultivation, he could still make a good living with this skill, not directly falling to the lowest level of ants.
The truly powerful aspect of the Double Pupil was never its inherent destructive power, nor its ability to see through illusions, but the innate learning and creation ability that came with the Double Pupil. This was also why Double Pupil users were called innate Saints.
Double Pupil users did not seek external objects. If they foolishly desired more bones and more paths...
They would ultimately fall into the mundane world!
Unless they achieved great enlightenment from the cycle of life and death and abandoned external objects that did not belong to them, there was a great possibility for the future, rather than being nailed in place by external objects.
Just as Shi Yi was missing his mother, two people returned to the Martial King Manor in Stone Country. These two were a couple, and the first thing they did upon returning was eagerly look for Shi Hao.
Martial King Manor, backyard.
"Hao'er!"
A woman wearing a large red robe burst into tears upon seeing the six-year-old Shi Hao. This was not sadness, but tears of joy from a long-awaited reunion.
"Mother?"
Hearing the voice, Shi Hao turned around, rubbed his eyes, and couldn't quite believe what he was seeing. The woman in the large red robe in front of him seemed to be the person from his memory.
"Hao'er, I am Mother. Don't you recognize Mother anymore?"
Three years ago, a month before Shi Yi's baptism.
This woman in the large red robe left Shi Hao with Shi Yi's mother to care for, and she and her husband left the Martial King Manor to search for Shi Hao's grandfather, Shi Zhongtian.
Clearly, this woman in the large red robe was Shi Hao's birth mother, Qin Yining, and also Shi Yi's aunt. She had now successfully returned from outside.
"Mother!"
The six-year-old Shi Hao lived in the Martial King Manor of Stone Country. As a prince's son, he was not as poor as Shi Yi, who was wrapped in animal skins and looked like a person from the mountains.
Shi Hao was dressed in fine silk and satin, his small face was chubby, and his eyes were bright and full of spirit. One could tell at a glance that he usually lived well, unlike his brother Shi Yi, who could only live in a cave.
"Hao'er, seeing you doing well makes Mother content. Little Hao'er, in three years, you've become fair and plump. Mother almost didn't recognize you."
Qin Yining gently hugged Shi Hao, her fair, jade-like hand stroking Shi Hao's small face, as if feeling how much Shi Hao had changed in the three years she had been away.
"Mother, Aunt is usually very good to Hao'er, but after Brother Yi disappeared three years ago, Aunt seems very sad when she's alone."
Shi Hao nestled in Qin Yining's arms. Although Shi Yi's mother had not mistreated him, she ultimately couldn't give him that motherly feeling. Like Shi Yi, he missed his own mother very much.
"Yi'er... also disappeared?" Qin Yining's willow eyebrows slightly furrowed.
She really didn't know if there was something wrong with this whole family in the Martial King Manor. Her husband Shi Ziling's grandfather had been missing for three years, and they had finally found news of him after much difficulty.
As a result, another important person from the Martial King Manor also went missing. She knew that Shi Yi was born with the Double Pupil, making him the future of the Martial King Manor, an existence that absolutely could not be lost.
Now this was a problem.
Originally, she and her husband had planned to ask a few Venerable Realm Old Ancestors from the Martial King Manor for help. Now, with them searching for Shi Yi, they probably wouldn't be able to help at all.
On the other side.
"Ziling, what did you say? You have news of the fifteenth child?" A white-haired old man suddenly stood up, his gaze fixed on Shi Ziling, who was kneeling below.
"Yes, Eighth Uncle. Father successfully hunted a pure-blooded Pi Xiu cub on the Battlefield of Hundred Clans and obtained its true blood. However, when he left the Battlefield of Hundred Clans, he was discovered by the adult Pi Xiu guarding outside."
"This pure-blooded Pi Xiu is very powerful. Father was severely injured on the Battlefield of Hundred Clans and is no match for it, so Father is still being pursued. I hope the uncles can lend a helping hand."
After saying this, Shi Ziling heavily kowtowed.
Now, the only people who could save his father were the few Old Ancestors present.
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