Mortal Cultivation-Chapter 19

Chapter 19: A Pond Of A Great Idea

In a corner of the pond, people made a small vacant lot. At this time, there was a beautifully dressed old woman dancing and making her beseech there.

She was intermittently chanting difficult and incomprehensible spells, giving people a mysterious feeling just because they saw an incredible thing they didn’t understand and felt the invisible pressure of impending incomparable horror.

In front of them was a pond of a radius of hundred meters, densely packed with dead fish. Both large and small, all filled the pond water. The huge pond was like a big pot full of dumplings.

No one knew the reason for so many dead fish. Some tribesmen discovered this situation when they were out fishing, one morning. The news spread quickly, and hundreds of people from the clan gathered at once.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt an unprecedented invisible terror. It seemed that the universe was heralding that bad luck was coming their way.

“A bad omen. It’s a bad omen.” The tribe shaman suddenly shouted, and the terrified people trembled and backed away a few steps. free𝒘ℯ𝗯𝙣𝗼ν𝑒𝗹.𝒄o𝒎

“What kind of bad omen? How can you be confusing the crowd?” Suddenly a crisp voice sounded from behind the crowd. f𝚛e𝗲𝔀e𝚋𝑛o𝘃𝒆𝗹.c𝗼𝒎

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After hearing the sound, the people of the tribe suddenly felt a sense of encountering a potential savior from this condition they were in. The sound of discussion immediately broke the previously silent atmosphere of the place.

“It’s Wang Gongzi.”

“Young Master Wang Wei is here, get out of the way.”

The clan members shouted and stepped out of the way. The crowd saw a group of four people, two men and two women, walking in from outside the gathered circle.

Walking at the front was a little boy about two or three meters tall, with a handsome and cute face, thin skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was not someone else, but Wang Wei, the young son of the Ironwood tribe leader.

Compared with three years ago, Wang Wei had not only grown taller and handsome, but also had a faint hint of aura in his eyes, making him look smart and cute. But in the hearts of the people, Wang Wei was not only cute, but they also had some kind of admiration for him.

Wang Wei’s performance in the clan over the years had long convinced the clan people of his intelligence and maturity, and no one treated Wang Wei as a child at all.

Two women followed Wang Wei. No need to look at them to know, of course they were the sisters Qiu Shuang and Qiu Hong who were not far from Wang Wei’s side. It was said that at the eighteenth, a woman would change.

The two sisters nowadays had faded from their youth and immaturity, and they were exuding a kind of youthful and charming beauty. Their pretty eyes, tall figure, and healthy complexion made the two sisters the focus of attention wherever they go, of course they could only be seen from a distance. Among the people of the tribe, who would dare to make a careless pass frivolously?

And the other middle-aged man behind the three was not much taller than Wang Wei. If one didn’t look closely, one would think he was just a teenager. He looked dry, and there was a layer of rust on the skin, but the people of the tribe recognized at a glance.

This was mammoth who had been treated as a blacksmith and a joke by the tribe a few years ago, but now no one dared to make fun of this shriveled little man. Just because of the sudden display of Mammoth’s power in the past two years.

With the gradual prosperity of the Ironwood tribe, Mammoth, from the bragging king who used to only fight with iron, suddenly became the follower of Wang Wei.

The most unexpected thing for the tribesmen was that it stemmed from a catastrophic hunting operation.

It was during a hunting two years ago.

The tribe, under the protection of the canon group, pursued a third-level monster under the command of Wang Wei and went deep into the forest. They suddenly encountered a powerful Nerubian attack.

That incident caused a lot of deaths and injuries to the people of the tribe, and the power of the hand canon could not cause any harm to the monstrous spider. At this critical moment, Mammoth’s power suddenly broke out.

Seven amethysts that were more than half a foot long suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of Mammoth. Under the violent flash of the spirit crystals, a metal storm blew up in the forest instantly. Suddenly, the tribesmen were blown by the storm’s remaining prestige, standing unsteadily, and fell to the ground one after another.

But the Nerubian spider at the center of the storm lost his figure in an instant. After the storm stopped, people discovered that the eight long legs of the spider demon had disappeared long ago, and only two rolling meat balls were left, but they had been pierced into a sieve.

The outbreak of Uncle Mammoth’s strength not only opened the eyes of the tribe, but also allowed Wang Wei to see the power of a spiritualist for the first time. Since then, Wang Wei had become more intimate with this uncle mammoth. And Mammoth had become the patron saint of the Ironwood tribe in the minds of the people.

Seeing Wang Wei and the three walking through the crowd to the side of the pond, they were shocked by the sight in front of them.

Wang Wei couldn’t help muttering, “Sisters, how come there are so many fish here.”

Qiu Shuang stared at the pond dreamily and muttered. “My son, this, didn’t you do this?”

Qiu Shuang couldn’t think of anyone else who could do such a miracle, and Mammoth’s nods confirmed this.

Mammoth said in surprise. “I didn’t expect that with just a sudden thought, our son would make such a big effect. By the heavens, are you still a human?”

“Sure enough, my son is still the best.” Qiu Hong, who always regarded Wang Wei as his own, also said blankly.

It turned out that the faint thunder from the horizon last night suddenly awakened Wang Wei from his sleep. Then, there was a flash of inspiration in his mind, and Wang Wei suddenly thought of making it happen.

Afterwards, Wang Wei went to uncle Mammoth’s room and saw that he was cultivating in the room. Wang Wei dragged him out and ran to the pond. He asked Mammoth to erect this long pole with gold magic. Then the two ran back to sleep before the thunderstorm came.

Because Wang Wei’s yurt was far away from the cluster of the tribe, he didn’t know when the tribe came to the pond early the following morning.

After the practice, Wang Wei and the others rushed over to check the effect after having breakfast. But even Wang Wei didn’t expect that the effect would be so amazing. He immediately let uncle Mammoth put away the long pole, and looked at the tribe’s surprised eyes.

Wang Wei couldn’t help but waved his hand like his father, and said to everyone, “What are you waiting for? Today’s harvest is so great, hurry up and collect the fish.”

After speaking, Wang Wei glanced at the Shaman who shuddered suddenly, squeezed through the crowd, and ran towards the tribe’s settlements.

Wang Wei smiled contemptuously, turned away from the crowds, and headed back towards the tribe’s settlement.

After the people of the tribe learned of the origin of this fish, knowing that this was done by Wang Wei, they immediately rushed up, grabbing fish freely. It was so lively.