"Ah!" Everyone exclaimed, their eyes wide as they looked at Xiang Xueer. The so-called leader scrambled up from the ground, gazing at her as if he had seen a goddess, and then suddenly knelt down, mumbling something incoherent while worshiping Xiang Xueer.
Immediately, everyone else around them also knelt on the ground, saying the same words and performing the same actions. Xiang Xueer jumped onto the Sacrifice platform, sweeping her sword to cut the ropes binding the two individuals. "What happened? How did you end up tied up here? It made it hard for me to find you."
"Don't mention it; we don't even know how it happened," Lian Cheng Xue said, turning to point at a small grass hut across from them. "Ling Zhu was taken to that hut for some reason, and Fat Ancestor is missing too!"
"What on earth is going on?" Xiang Xueer was confused; she had only been away for a few minutes, and they had all disappeared. Could it be that these strange people were responsible?
Now that the three of them were finally rescued, Xiang Xueer prepared to leave with them when suddenly the leader blocked her path, mumbling something unintelligible as if he didn't want them to leave.
"What do you want?" Xiang Xueer frowned, looking completely bewildered. These people's attire was strange; they resembled indigenous people from a television show, with various paints on their faces and wearing grass skirts, wielding weapons from ancient times.
"Hey, we can't understand you!" Li Yunyang pointed to his ear and shook his head. The leader looked taken aback for a moment before quickly bringing over a bowl from the side and lowering it in front of them, then pointing at the bowl and then at their mouths.
"What does that mean? Are you trying to give us something to drink?" Ling Zhu seemed to understand what he was trying to convey. Suddenly, Fat Ancestor's voice came from nearby: "That should be the antidote for Algae poison!"
"Huh?" The others turned their heads and immediately felt anger rising within them as they shouted in unison: "You fat idiot! Where have you been?"
The fat man scratched his head sheepishly and smiled awkwardly. "Well, I just stepped away for a moment. When I came back, everyone was gone, so I searched all the way here!"
So that's what happened. Xiang Xueer glanced sideways at the man holding the antidote. "Hey, Fat Master, can you understand what they're saying?"
The fat man nodded. "These people are likely descendants of the Chiyou Clan; they've lived here for thousands of years. Because they are isolated from the world, they continue to follow their ancient customs."
Chiyou Clan? Descendants of Yan and Huang? Xiang Xueer had heard of them before. Since the fat man said there was no problem, this might really be the antidote. She reached out to take the antidote and handed it to Li Yunyang and the others. "Drink up! But if you die from poisoning, go take revenge on Fat Ancestor; don't come after me!"
"Hey, hey, hey, can you give me a break?" Fat Ancestor said as he walked over to the leader man. After a long conversation filled with chatter, the fat man suddenly laughed, "Haha, Shirley girl, they actually think you're the Fire God!"
"Fire God?" Xiang Xueer was taken aback, not quite understanding the situation. The fat man explained further, "When you came out earlier, there were flames on your sword's edge, and they believe that the fire in the forest over there was caused by you. That's why they think so. However, they are begging you to take back the fire; otherwise, their homes will be destroyed!"
So that's how it is. Xiang Xueer thought that while she could easily start a fire, taking it back might be a bit difficult. She then pointed at Fat Ancestor and said to her man, "This is easy; just ask him!"
Xiang Xueer immediately passed the task to Fat Ancestor, who sighed deeply, "Ah, I'm going to have an upset stomach again; I had indigestion last time."
After Li Yunyang and the others drank the liquid from the bowl, the green color on their faces gradually faded, and the poison began to clear up. They felt refreshed as if the predicament before them had finally been lifted.
However, what worried Xiang Xueer now was not them but that Lizard Spirit. This guy definitely wasn't here for tourism; right, it was for the Ancient Artifact.
She scanned her surroundings and suddenly spotted the Bronze Cauldron on the Sacrifice platform. She turned around and walked over to it. Inside, there was even blood used for sacrifices; she didn't know what kind of blood it was but it smelled terrible.
"Fat Master, come here quickly!" Xiang Xueer called out, and Fat Ancestor turned around and walked over. She pointed at the Bronze Cauldron and asked, "Do you think this cauldron is what we're looking for?"
Fat Ancestor took a closer look and immediately recognized it, astonished as he touched the edge of the Bronze Cauldron: "Oh my, old friend, long time no see! I didn't expect to find you here!"
"Ah?" Xiang Xueer was instantly delighted and quickly turned to ask, "Is it really true? But why is there no resonance between you two?"
"This is an Ancient Artifact: Shennong Ding; how could I possibly mistake it? But as for why I can't feel any resonance..." He looked into the cauldron and sighed deeply. "I see now; it's filled with animal blood. They have been using it for sacrifices for years, which has polluted the spirit of the artifact, so that's why there's no resonance."
So that's how it is. This group actually uses an artifact for sacrifices; could it be their tradition? Fat Ancestor turned to speak with a few people. After some hesitation from the leader, he eventually agreed.
Then Fat Ancestor turned and walked toward the burning forest. Seeing this, Xiang Xueer quickly followed behind him. After a while, they reached the side of the raging fire. He opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath; the blazing flames were sucked into his large belly.
In a short while, all the surrounding fires had gone out. He had a bitter expression on his face, as if he had eaten something demonic, clutching his stomach and sitting on the ground groaning, "Oh, my goodness, this is really uncomfortable. Get rid of it; don't play with fire next time, or I'm going to end up sick!"
"Ha ha! Sorry about that!" Xiang Xueer grinned apologetically and asked, "Hey, what did you say to that man with the big yellow teeth? He was nodding over there."
"Nothing much, just made a deal!" Fat Ancestor nodded, standing up while holding his stomach and said mysteriously with a smile, "I helped them put out the fire, and they agreed to lend us the Shennong Ding."
Xiang Xueer immediately laughed and slapped the fat man's back, saying, "You're so clever! With that shady merchant look of yours, they agreed to lend us the Shennong Ding so easily!"
"Ah!" The fat man was knocked down to the ground by her slap and cried out in pain, "Easy now! I'm a patient right now; your strength is too much!"
Almost forgetting, my sister is no longer what she used to be. Ever since gaining magical power, my senses have become sharper, and I can even run along walls. The magic within me has been surging continuously.
After hesitating for a moment, she still asked, "Hey, Fatty, is it because of the Azure Wind Sword that my magical power is being suppressed?"
The fat man frowned slightly and stood up from the ground. "What? You noticed too? I think so. The exorcism power of the Azure Wind Sword can suppress the rampant magic. However, this actually helps you; it seems you and that old thing are indeed a match made in heaven!"
A match made in heaven? That sounds so awkward! Xiang Xueer pouted and secretly leaned closer, "Hey, Fat Master, what does the Azure Wind Sword look like?"
"Hmm?" The fat man rubbed his chubby chin, fully enjoying Xiang Xueer's curiosity. He turned around and walked ahead, saying with a grin, "Hehe, I won't tell you. Let him come out himself; then you'll know!"
The more he said that, the more she wanted to know. She followed closely behind him. "Hmm! The Ancestor of the Luring Demon Pot is a fat guy because it's a gourd; being fat is normal. The Fuxi Ancestor is a beauty; that's understandable. Could it be that this Azure Wind Sword is a tall uncle with a beard?"
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