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Star Dragon God
As dawn broke, the treehouse no longer radiated the dazzling light of the night. However, the morning sun filtered through the dense leaves, still exuding a unique charm.
At this time, the Pocket Tribe had already begun their busy day. People were bustling about; some men were practicing while others fetched water and picked fruits. The women were preparing breakfast in their rooms.
Some mischievous children were running around and playing in various rooms, where the sounds of women scolding could be heard: “Bastards, go play somewhere else and don’t disturb me while I prepare breakfast.”
Immediately, a group of children laughed and rushed out of the house, playing tag under the trees. The Phantom Butterfly also flew down from the tree, joining the children in their chase.
“Hey! Did Brother Huo Feng really wake up this early? He must have passed out drunk up there! Youth is truly wonderful.” The tribe leader Mo Qi arrived at the room assigned to Huo Feng, only to find it empty, muttering to himself.
“Mo Shuai, go check on Brother Huo Feng at the top of the treehouse. If he’s up there, call him down for breakfast,” the leader shouted outside.
“Yes, Chief.” Mo Shuai, who was practicing in an open area at the base of the tree, responded and nimbly made his way to the top of the treehouse.
At the top of the treehouse, Huo Feng was sprawled on a branch, sound asleep with a slight smile on his face, as if he were dreaming something wonderful. Beside him, Ice was also comfortably asleep on Huo Feng's back, clutching a wine cup tightly with both paws. Not far from them lay seven or eight empty wine jars scattered on the ground.
Before long, Mo Shuai reached the top of the treehouse but did not find Huo Feng. Just then, a fragrant aroma of Azure Fruit Wine wafted from beyond a curtain. Gently pushing aside the curtain, Mo Shuai discovered that Huo Feng and Ice were lying there asleep, with several empty wine jars strewn about nearby.
“My goodness, they drank so much.” Seeing all those empty jars surprised Mo Shuai. It was known that Azure Fruit Wine was sweet and smooth; one wouldn’t feel drunk while drinking it. Thus, even strong drinkers could easily get intoxicated if they didn’t control themselves. The fact that Huo Feng and Ice had consumed so much was astonishing.
Cautiously approaching Huo Feng, Mo Shuai gently tapped his shoulder and said, “Brother Huo Feng, wake up! The chief wants me to call you for breakfast.”
In his dazed state, Huo Feng sensed someone calling him. He rubbed his eyes and squinted at Mo Shuai.
“Ah!”
At that moment, Mo Shuai felt a kick from behind him with such force that he couldn’t resist it. He let out a startled cry as he fell backward. Instantly awake, Huo Feng flew down and caught Mo Shuai, then slowly carried him back to the second floor of the treehouse.
Ice followed closely behind and apologized to Huo Feng in Dragon Language: “Big Brother, I’m really sorry! In my daze, I saw a shadow and thought someone was trying to harm you, so I jumped up and kicked him down.”
Touched by Ice’s concern, Huo Feng smiled and replied, “It’s alright; I also drank too much last night. Luckily, I reacted quickly enough to catch you.”
Then Huo Feng smiled at Mo Shuai and said, "I'm really sorry, we drank too much last night. He mistook you for a rogue, so please don't take it to heart."
At this moment, Mo Shuai finally regained his composure from the shock. It should be noted that the height of this tree was something even they did not know; just the highest treehouse they built was over a thousand meters high, and Mo Shuai was only at the Tribulation Pulse Realm Three. If Huo Feng hadn't caught him, his life would have been in danger.
Mo Shuai, still a bit shaken, said, "You really scared me. I was completely dazed at that moment and thought I was done for. But it's fine; I should have considered things more carefully."
The two of them directly entered the room through the "curtain" on the second floor, with Bing following closely behind.
Once inside, Huo Feng saw various strange fruits on the table, along with some drinks. Fortunately, it wasn't Azure Fruit Wine; Huo Feng noticed a different fragrance that felt quite refreshing. The clan leader was standing there waiting for Huo Feng.
Mo Shuai quickly walked over to the clan leader and said, "Clan Leader, I brought Brother Huo Feng here. Now I'll go call the kids back home for breakfast."
The clan leader nodded to Mo Shuai, who then bid farewell to Huo Feng and left.
"Thank you for your concern, Clan Leader. I didn't realize I had drunk too much last night; your Azure Fruit Wine is truly impressive," Huo Feng said.
The clan leader laughed heartily and replied, "I was just about to tell you that, but you went straight up without giving me a chance." He then pointed to the fruits on the table and added, "These are unique fruits from our area, and this drink can help sober you up and refresh you. Please enjoy."
As the clan leader was about to leave the room, Huo Feng suddenly called out, "By the way, Clan Leader, let's first bring over what we prepared for Wind Serpent."
Huo Feng gestured to Bing, and they skillfully combined a Blood of the Earth in a jade bottle once again. Huo Feng handed the jade bottle to Clan Leader Mo Qi.
Mo Qi cautiously accepted the jade bottle, afraid of dropping it. With a joyful expression, he said, "Thank you so much! You are benefactors of our Pocket Tribe; if there's anything we can do for you in return, we will definitely oblige."
Huo Feng smiled and replied, "Please don't mention it; after all, we were the ones who injured Wind Serpent."
"Regardless, you did not kill him; instead, you helped us defeat Water Mansion's Second-in-Command. You are indeed our benefactors. I'll go deliver this to Serpent God now," Clan Leader Mo Qi said as he exited the room.
At this point, Huo Feng turned around to eat some of the fruit. Just as he turned around, he saw that Bing had already finished one fruit and tossed the pit onto the table before grabbing a cup and drinking deeply from it. Another cup had already been emptied by Bing as well.
Huo Feng rushed over and snatched the cup from Bing's hand while jokingly scolding him, "Hey! You didn't plan on leaving any for me? Just wait until I deal with you later."
"Hey, big brother! This fruit is so delicious, and this drink, whatever it is, tastes even better. You should let me have some; isn't a big brother supposed to take care of his little brother?"
"No way! If that's how it is, then you can be the big brother."
"Then I'm going to take it!"
"Come and try if you have the ability."
...
At noon, Huo Feng lay on the branches atop the treehouse, while Bing chased after the Phantom Butterfly, jumping around.
Lying there, Huo Feng couldn't help but think of his past self, who couldn't cultivate. Back then, he lay on the boulder at Purple Cloud Mountain, gazing at the sky without a care in the world. Those days were so carefree and comfortable.
If life were to remain like that forever, when disaster strikes, he would surely become a fish on the chopping block. So he must become a powerful being to avoid such a fate. However, during this time in Pocket Tribe, he should still enjoy this leisurely moment.
Huo Feng continued to lie there, gradually recalling Ruo Xi, as if every cloud drifting by in the sky was a reflection of Ruo Xi's graceful figure.
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