Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 351: Fading Away

Is Yang Tian thinking that Haowu is quietly approaching him?

"How does it feel? A faster heartbeat, inexplicable panic and worry, strange!"

Yang Tian thought this, and immediately stepped forward into the empty air, using the Evil Blade to carve the sky beneath his feet, flying upward, heading towards the direction of the Southern Border.

It seemed that only in that direction, and by flying faster, this strange feeling might slightly subside...

Southern Border.

Although located in the southwest of China, it is considered a good economic development zone.

But this is only a general reference.

Only a few seasoned locals know that the true Southern Border refers to the hundred-thousand mountain range in the southwest ancient forest.

This is because generations have lived there, mastering techniques of using insects as a means.

During the most prosperous period of the Miao Clan, even that generation spoke of the topic of Miao transforming their landscape with awe.

However, they couldn’t foresee the decline of the Miao Clan, which was rooted not only in the rise of the Han Clan, but also because the original nine-region Miao Clan split into two large tribes—White Miao Clan and Black Miao Clan.

The strife between these two tribes drained the power of the Miao Clan, forcing them to hide and recuperate in the hundred-thousand mountain range. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

In recent years, the Miao Clan has regained their peak state.

But just over a year ago, the situation in the Miao tribe became extremely complicated, provoking someone who should not have been provoked, resulting in the deaths of most elders from both the Black Miao Clan and White Miao Clan.

Thus, seeking self-preservation, the Miao Clan and Bai Clan merged again, forming the New Miao Clan of this era.

Now, in the council hall of the New Miao Clan, Xiong Bian, an elder who is also the White Miao Elder, is explaining the annual ancestral commandments of the Miao Clan.

Most of the audience are young and robust individuals.

After all, the elder generation already knows most of the ancestors’ teachings, so naturally, the youth need to listen.

Unknowingly, the preaching continued, and as usual, Xiong Biao cast a glance at the younger generation below, sighed, and said, "You all have heard this. That’s good, but mere memory is not enough. You need to understand what day it is. Since the Tang Dynasty, the Han people’s power and influence began surpassing the Miao Clan’s. After the unification, many Miao tribes were completely assimilated by the Han people. So today, we are the last complete and independent Miao Clan."

The young listeners were shocked by these words.

The Southern Border was remote, and the Miao Clan intentionally kept to themselves, so they were largely ignorant of current affairs, still believing they lived in the era when Miao’s prominence changed colors.

At this moment, hearing Elder Xiong’s remarks, they were stunned.

Xiong Bian did not provide much explanation, but he warned once more: "In short, our New Miao Clan’s power is still lacking now. So, you’d better practice with worms properly and avoid leaving the Southern Border. Do not bring calamity to our New Miao Clan!"

After speaking, both Xiong Bian and the other elders nearby couldn’t help but take deep breaths.

Because they were all reminded of the disaster that nearly destroyed the Black Miao Clan and Bai Clan a year ago.

But just then, a voice suddenly interjected, "In my opinion, the revitalization of our New Miao Clan is actually not that difficult!"

"Hmm?"

Upon hearing this, everyone’s gaze quickly turned toward the source of the voice.

It was a cold-faced and arrogant young man.

They all recognized him as the genius of the New Miao Clan’s Gu Field.

Only twenty-five this year, he had already developed the devouring ability that ordinary elders could barely accomplish.

The elders were about to reprimand him when Xiong Biao slightly waved his hand, stopping them. Then, Xiong Biao sneered and said, "Braggart, why don’t you share how you propose we revitalize the New Miao Clan?"

"Isn’t it simple?"

With a proud expression, he slowly stood up and grinned, saying, "Our Miao Clan thrives on Gu Worms. The more we cultivate, the stronger we become! I’ve heard that certain ancestors once cultivated an ultimate Poison King known as the Golden Silkworm. If our New Miao Clan were to raise a Golden Silkworm, then..."

"Shut up!"

Before he could finish boasting, Xiong Biao’s face darkened, roaring with fury, "Braggart, do you even understand what you’re saying?"

"What? I’m simply talking about the Golden Silkworm, of course."

"Hmph!"

Before he could continue, Xiong Biao snorted again. "Have you forgotten the first rule of our New Miao Clan since its establishment? No one is allowed to even mention the Golden Silkworm. Do you recall the disaster from over a year ago?"

Disaster?

The elders who just remembered nodded immediately upon hearing this.

Initially, that man had wiped out most of the Black and White Miao Clan elders from thin air.

The cause was evidently the Golden Silkworm, leading to the rule established after the formation of the New Miao Clan.

But only one ambitious youth who had never faced the first disaster dared to defy it.

At that moment, as Xiong Biao publicly reprimanded him, he couldn’t help but laugh mockingly. "What kind of disaster? I think it was simply cowardice from the Great Elder. If it were me, I’d continue cultivating Golden Silkworms—if one doesn’t work, then try two; if two fail, try ten. Let the enemy taste the agony of countless Gu Worms devouring their bodies!"

"You... You..."

Xiong Biao trembled in rage, roaring, "Leave this place! Leave now! Reflect in isolation—do not come out!"

Soon, younger members of the Miao Clan escorted Guo Chong out.

But the arrogant youth shrugged off their grip, then turned to look at Xiong Biao, saying, "Fine, I’ll go. No elder needs to see me out!"

With a wave of his sleeves, he strode out of the council hall with arrogance, leaving the elders choking in frustration.

At that moment, a beautiful woman resembling Xiong Biao appeared. Her brows furrowed as she followed the arrogant youth and quickly chased after him.

"Brother Chong! Brother Chong!"

Soon, this gorgeous woman caught up with him and grabbed his arm, scolding him, "Brother Chong, what’s wrong with you today? Why did you argue with my grandfather? Look, Grandpa is really mad!"

"Xiong Xiong!"

Upon seeing the woman, Guo Chong showed a flicker of affection, but quickly resumed his arrogant demeanor and said, "This isn’t my fault. Your grandfather is so outdated! The Golden Silkworm is clearly the ultimate weapon of our Miao Clan, yet we’re forbidden to cultivate it. Our New Miao Clan could’ve already taken over the Southern Border, perhaps even pillaged parts of the Central Plains by now!"

"But... but Grandpa says the Han people are too strong!" The woman, Xiong Qian, quickly reminded him.

"What do you have to fear?"

"If I had control of a Golden Silkworm, no Han person would pose a threat to me," he declared. "In fact, I can’t wait to test this on a Han person."

"Who is that? I’ve never seen him before," she asked.

"It seems... it seems like a Han person! How did a Han person find our New Miao Clan village?"

"How could he locate our village in the depths of the hundred-thousand mountain peaks of the Southern Border?"

Just as Guo Chong and Xiong Qian were chatting, not far from the village, a commotion arose. A young man dressed in black clothing and with jet-black hair was slowly approaching—it was Yang Tian!

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