Cultivation Begins with Daily Intelligence Reports

313: Dafeng TribeLin Jingyu quietly restrained his aura and approached for observation. He saw a team of about seven or eight hunters, clad in thick, rough animal hides and armed with crude bone spears and stone axes, being besieged by a group of strange beasts, entirely ice-blue, shaped like leopards with exposed fangs and fierce glints in their eyes.

These hunters possessed formidable Physical Bodies and vigorous Qi and blood, far exceeding ordinary Mortals. Clearly, they had been tempered by the harsh environment for years, but their attack methods were primitive and lacked discipline. They were obviously not Cultivators who had achieved success in Cultivation, but rather indigenous Human Race members of the Secret Realm.

At this moment, they were in dire straits, facing extreme danger. Two torn bodies already lay on the ground, their blood staining the ice.

Lin Jingyu initially didn’t want to get involved; the Secret Realm was perilous, and stirring up trouble might lead to unforeseen complications.

However, seeing the unyielding will to survive in the eyes of the remaining hunters, and their fierce determination to fight even in desperation, his heart stirred slightly.

As members of the Human Race, it was not easy to survive in this desolate place. To stand by and do nothing would go against his true nature.

Perhaps he could also inquire about the marked locations on the map.

As his thoughts raced, he pointed two fingers like a sword, and several hair-thin yet incredibly condensed purple lightning snakes silently shot out.

”Chichichi!”

The lightning was as swift as thunder, accurately striking the agile Ice Leopards.

The Ice Leopards’ bodies convulsed violently, emitting mournful howls. The ice-blue light around them instantly dimmed, their movements stiffened, and they were paralyzed by the power of thunder, falling to the ground and twitching incessantly.

The hunters, having narrowly escaped death, were still shaken. They looked at the instantly fallen Vicious Beasts, then gazed with shock and unspeakable gratitude at Lin Jingyu, who slowly walked out from behind the ice forest.

The leader, a burly hunter with a hideous scar on his face, recovered his wits. He stepped forward, bowed, and saluted, speaking in a stiff but excited common Human Race language:

”Thank... thank you, Senior Master, for saving our lives! We are hunters from the Great Wind Tribe, and I am Captain Rock Mountain. May I ask where Senior Master comes from? And why are you in this ’Dead Ice Plain’?

Lin Jingyu’s gaze swept over the crowd. Seeing their simple attire but pure and respectful eyes, he candidly said, ”I am Cultivator Lin Jingyu, and I have come to find a missing friend.”

He generally described Fei Yangyang’s appearance and possible whereabouts.

And the marked locations on the map.

The hunters exchanged glances. After careful recollection, they stated that they had never heard or seen such a person.

Captain Rock Mountain hesitated for a moment, a look of struggle on his face. Then, he suddenly knelt on one knee, placed his hand on his chest, performing the tribe’s most solemn 禮節, and earnestly pleaded:

”Honored Senior Master! Your Divine Abilities are vast, and you can control heavenly thunder; you must be an extraordinary figure! Please save our Great Wind Tribe!”

His voice was sorrowful:

”Our guardian deity, ’Mountain Giant Ape’ Lord, has been dormant for a long time. The tribe has lost its protection and is suffering from the invasion of ’ice fiend.’ Our tribesmen have suffered heavy casualties! Where the ice fiend passes, all things are frozen!

We... we can’t hold on much longer!

As long as you are willing to help us drive away the ice fiend, our Great Wind Tribe is willing to devote the strength of our entire tribe to serve Senior Master for generations, and help you search for the person you are looking for in this vast ice plain!

Our Clan Chief and Priest Lord might know the location information on your map.

Our Priest Lord has the ability to deduce. If you can help our Great Wind Tribe...

The Priest Lord will also help you with your deduction.

Lin Jingyu’s eyes flashed, and he quickly weighed his options.

This was indeed a good deal. The Profound Ice Secret Realm was vast and boundless, with a harsh environment and restricted Divine Sense. For him to search alone for Fei Yangyang, whose fate was unknown, was like searching for a needle in a haystack, extremely inefficient.

If he could get the full assistance of the local natives, utilizing their familiarity with the terrain and their inter-tribal information network, it would undoubtedly greatly increase the hope of finding Fei Yangyang.

As for the matters of the ”ice fiend” and ”guardian deity,” while they sounded troublesome, with his current strength and the suppressive effect of his thunder power on cold attributes, solving them should not be difficult.

”Lead the way.” He made his decision succinctly.

Upon hearing this, the hunters were overjoyed, as if they had seen a glimmer of light in endless darkness. They all knelt and kowtowed, then respectfully led the way.

The group trekked arduously through the ice and snow for an entire day, crossing several dangerous ice fissures and raging blizzard zones, finally arriving at a tribal settlement nestled against a huge ice mountain, where faint wisps of smoke could be seen rising.

The tribe’s houses were mostly constructed from massive ice blocks, appearing crude yet sturdy.

The scale was not small, with about several hundred households, but the atmosphere was unusually bleak. Many tribesmen wore worried expressions, and the cries of children sounded weak and listless.

Around the periphery of the tribe, some broken ice walls and scorched marks were faintly visible, clearly wounds left from resisting the ”ice fiend.”

Upon hearing that an

The Clan Chief, an Elder with white hair and beard, a face covered in wrinkles like old tree bark, but with eyes still bright and a remarkably vigorous Qi and blood, personally came out to greet them, surrounded by several tribal Elders.

The Elder, named Stone Eagle, was the Great Wind Tribe’s oldest and most respected wise man. When he saw how young Lin Jingyu was,

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but upon sensing the profound, abyss-like aura on Lin Jingyu, faintly carrying the might of heaven and earth, he immediately cast aside all doubts. The old man was moved to tears, and with the most solemn ceremony, he treated Lin Jingyu as an honored guest, welcoming him into the largest ice house in the center of the tribe—the Ancestral Hall.

Inside lived a blind old man. He was thin and gaunt, and when Lin Jingyu appeared, there was no change in him.

”Our Priest Lord suffered a backlash while deducing the fate of our Great Wind Tribe, losing both his sight and hearing.

However, if you can help our tribe resolve its difficulties, the Priest Lord will definitely help you with your deduction.”

That night, by the central bonfire in the Ancestral Hall, Clan Chief Stone Eagle explained in detail the dire situation facing the tribe to Lin Jingyu. It turned out that in this Profound Ice Secret Realm, every slightly larger tribe had a ”guardian deity” worshipped for generations.

The guardian deity of the Great Wind Tribe was a powerful existence, known as the ”Mountain Giant Ape,” which had lived for an unknown number of years.

The Giant Ape usually slept deep within a cave in the sacred mountain behind the tribe. Its aura could naturally deter other powerful strange beasts and also dispel a peculiar cold current known as ”ice fiend,” which erupted periodically.

This ice fiend was not ordinary cold wind but an extremely cold energy containing a trace of the Law of destruction. Wherever it passed, lives were devastated, and all things were frozen.

However, in recent years, the Giant Ape’s aura had grown weaker and weaker, eventually falling completely dormant. This led to the ”ice fiend” losing its suppression and frequently invading the tribe. Each attack resulted in tribesmen freezing to death, putting the tribe’s survival in critical danger.

”We once sent the bravest warriors of our tribe into the sacred mountain, hoping to check on Lord Giant Ape’s condition and implore it to awaken again to protect the tribe, but... none returned,” Clan Chief Stone Eagle’s voice was hoarse and filled with sorrow. ”Within the sacred mountain, besides the ice-elemental strange beasts that have become violent due to Lord Giant Ape’s dormancy, many monsters made of extreme ice energy have also appeared. They are incredibly powerful and definitely not something ordinary warriors can deal with.”