Reincarnation Paradise Park

Chapter 453: Chapter 25: Blood Vine Warrior

If Old Bar were to go ahead together, the nature of things would be different. Su Xiao going alone might mean Old Bar was using him, but if they went together, it was a different story.

Su Xiao temporarily gave up on the idea of forcibly taking the pointer, not because of Old Bar’s suggestion, but because Old Bar always gave him an unsettling feeling.

The other’s aura was very peculiar, sometimes it was a single one, and sometimes it suddenly became two, as if something is stored inside his body.

”Three days later... alright.”

Since he couldn’t leave the Red Soil Area for the time being, Su Xiao decided to explore around the Red Soil Area.

Old Bar was overjoyed, got up, and walked out of the stone house, not telling Su Xiao to keep this a secret, as Su Xiao didn’t understand the Yasenman language anyway.

”Woof.”

Bubu Wang barked, snuggling up to Su Xiao as if saying: ’Master, I smell a conspiracy here.’

”If you can tell, how could I not notice?”

Su Xiao patted Bubu Wang’s head, connecting the clues in his mind.

Blood Vine Warrior, Totem, Vine, Soul Crystals, Black Seed, Old Bar, Blowgun Tribesman Barry, the enmity between brothers, large tribe.

The more Su Xiao thought, the more intriguing it felt.

”What exactly is hidden here?”

Su Xiao had a feeling, that if he learned the secret here, he would gain a massive amount of World Source.

Once he realized this, Su Xiao was in no hurry to leave the Red Soil Area; he just had to leave five days later; there was enough time to explore before that.

However, one thing was clear, he should get that compass as soon as possible.

Throughout the afternoon, Su Xiao wandered around the ’Yasenman Tribe’, Old Bar did not stop him, nor did he send anyone to watch Su Xiao.

The tribe was quite large, with more than 400,000 people living there, most of whom were children. There were tens of thousands of adult female natives, while male natives were even scarcer, usually staying in the tribe after losing an arm or leg.

Although these disabled natives didn’t need to fight, their faces were sallow, with deep-set eyes, seemingly having made great contributions for the continuity of the race.

After wandering among the low stone houses for a while, Su Xiao looked towards a large mountain behind the tribe.

This mountain blocked the rear of the Yasenman Tribe, with one side of the mountain outside being a steep cliff, making it impossible to enter the Yasenman Tribe from the back.

The mountain was closely connected with the Yasenman Tribe, or rather, the Yasenman Tribe was built nestled against this mountain.

Su Xiao walked towards the foot of the mountain, which was concealed by a row of dense stone houses, making it only accessible through the front entrance.

Dozens of red-skinned natives guarded the front entrance, their expressions vacant, ignoring the insects landing on their faces.

Approaching the back mountain seemed almost impossible, but Su Xiao had a rough idea, the secret was likely there.

After wandering for an afternoon, today’s survival was mysteriously easy. The Yasenman Tribe was, after all, a dominant force in the Red Soil Area, with no wild beasts daring to approach.

At 7 p.m. that night, Old Bar invited Su Xiao to the stone house in front of his home.

A bonfire was already blazing in front of the stone house, with men, women, and children gathered around it. Among them were Old Bar’s wife, son, daughters-in-law, and granddaughters-in-law.

Though the Yasenman Tribe had other terms, the nature was similar.

Of Old Bar’s seventy-two sons, sixty had died in battle, ten were still on the battlefield, and two were wounded and disabled. When Old Bar was not in the tribe, these two sons were in charge.

Dozens of people surrounded the fire pit, this was Old Bar’s family.

Su Xiao had previously wondered, if Old Bari’s son A died in battle, would son A’s wife need to remain a widow?

Su Xiao vaguely remembered Old Bar’s look of surprise at the time, and Old Bar’s response was: ”How could we waste that, of course, another brother would continue using [her].”

This made Su Xiao glance at the nearby cemetery, suddenly feeling the grass there looked more vibrant, lush and glossy.

Natives around the bonfire sang and danced, chanting songs Su Xiao couldn’t understand.

Old Bar handed a large piece of roast meat to Su Xiao, and after confirming there was no problem with it, Su Xiao cut half of it for Bubu Wang.

After resolving dinner, as Su Xiao was eating the roast, Old Bar handed over ’another dish’.

It was a black round cake, seemingly fried in animal oil, crispy, with a peculiar fragrance.

Su Xiao examined the suspicious cake, took a bite, and found it quite tasty.

Bubu Wang, drawn by the aroma, brought its furry head close, grabbed the black cake in one bite, and chewed happily.

”What kind of cake is this?”

”It’s made from Scorpion brain tissue, isn’t it delicious.”

Old Bar enthusiastically pushed a large plate of black cakes towards Su Xiao, not noticing Su Xiao’s change in expression.

Remembering the hideous, foul-smelling scorpions, Su Xiao felt his stomach churn.

Beside him, Bubu Wang’s dog face turned green; Su Xiao had only eaten a small bite, while it had swallowed the whole cake.

Su Xiao began looking skeptically at the other ’snacks’; he wouldn’t eat suspicious-looking food again.

”Pudu-du, Fama ah (unknown language).”

A sudden shout came from afar, and upon hearing it, Old Bari’s face changed dramatically, and he dashed towards the back mountain.

Su Xiao quickly stood up, grabbing the bone-chewing Bubu Wang, running towards the back mountain.

Upon reaching the back mountain, Su Xiao found a large crowd already gathered.

In the center of the crowd, a male native lay on the ground convulsing, foaming at the mouth, as if having an epileptic fit.

Old Bar rushed forward, speaking in jumbled words with a nearby native. The native nodded quickly and darted into the rear mountain.

Su Xiao looked at the convulsing male native, and if he recalled correctly, this native was the guard of the rear mountain during the day; his weapon was a Stone Spear, easily recognizable.

Old Bar pressed his hand on the Stone Spear Tribesman’s chest, easing the convulsions somewhat.

Before long, the native who’d dashed into the rear mountain returned, holding a bamboo tube filled with a liquid resembling a mercury film.

The liquid was very cold, emitting chilly air; based on the native’s shivering, it was extremely cold.

Old Bari took the bamboo tube, caring not for the intense cold, and poured the liquid into the Stone Spear Tribesman’s mouth.

After pouring more than half of the tube, the Stone Spear Tribesman stopped convulsing.

”Ula qiga ga (unknown language).”

A female native ran forward with a face full of tears, the native on the ground was her partner.

Old Bar shook his head, seemingly without confidence.

Just then, a mutation occurred.

”Ah!!”

The Stone Spear Tribesman’s body shot up, screaming, mouth wide open, hands claw-like.

Upon hearing the scream, Old Bar turned and ran, as did the surrounding natives.

”Waa~.”

The female native kneeled and sobbed, struggling to rush forward, pinned back by others around her.

Su Xiao also retreated with the crowd, and soon only the tribesman’s partner remained beside him.

”Ah!!!!”

The piercing shriek of the Stone Spear Tribesman reverberated through the valley, light emanating from his mouth, making even his chest translucent.

At this moment, his body became like a red-hot iron, with blood vessels, bones, and viscera clearly visible.

It was as if a small sun appeared inside the Stone Spear Tribesman.

His partner rushed to embrace him, leading to a terrifying event.

Sizzle~.

The Stone Spear Tribesman’s partner’s body rapidly carbonized, incinerated within seconds.

”Ah!!!!!!!”

The sound of the scream grew even louder, leading Su Xiao to instinctively cover his ears, now ringing with a buzz.

Thud!

The Stone Spear Tribesman’s body exploded, and the blinding flash turned night into day, forcing everyone present to close their eyes.

When the blast’s glow faded, nothing remained of the Stone Spear Tribesman, not even a trace, leaving a deep pit at his location with a glazed surface, scorched by high temperatures.