Along with other able-bodied clansmen, Lynn gathered the bodies of all the fallen clansmen together in a heap, and cremated the bodies. He was busy throughout the night until the sky was brightly lit by the sun, and all the dead clansmen had been cremated.
After doing all this, Lynn did not leave, but waited for a few days instructing the clansmen to pack everything that could be termed as useful.
Before long, all the valuables that the tribe had accumulated over the years, such as food, clothing, weapons, and the rest, were piled up at the central square of the village.
In the early morning of the fourth day, Lynn gathered the surviving clansmen at the village square. Seeing the mountain-like objects piled up in front of him, he was overwhelmed. "Uncle Callor, all these?"
"Yes, Lynn. Everything useful is here. The rest were left behind." Callor didn't rest well these days due to the amount of work that he had been doing. The two dark circles under his eyes were evidences of his lack of sleep. Except for Lynn being the son of the rulers, he had the highest status in the clan. So he had been directing the clansmen to sort out their items.
Lynn took out a ring of spatial storage from the space, which was the space ring he got from the the cave. He used his spiritual sense to sweep through the items piled up on the square, and everything was immediately transferred into the space in the ring of spatial storage.
Then, he handed the ring to Callor and said, "Uncle Callor, please take this ring. Everything you brought is all inside this ring."
"Lynn, I don't have the power to use something like this. Moreover, you're next in line to be the leader of the clan. Why don't you hold the ring?" Callor didn't understand why the boy was giving him the item. Since he wasn't in line to succeed the late leader, wasn't it better for the son of the patriarch to hold it by himself?
"Uncle Callor, you have also seen that our clan has suffered greatly. We can no longer stay here. So, from now on, there will be no Ironwood clan anymore." Lynn replied with heavy heart and the remaining members of the clan also silently lowered their heads. He took a deep breath and then continued. "Uncle Callor, you'll lead the rest of the clan to the south to join the Fountain clan. When you see my sister Ember, tell her what happened. Please, don't let her be too sad, and I hope you'll all live a good life among the Fountain tribe."
"But..." Callor was stunned for a moment, and suddenly asked. "...are you not coming with us?"
Lynn shook his head and said. "I have a different path to take. So I won't be going with you."
Callor was silent for a few seconds, then slowly asked. "Is it revenge?,if you plan to seek vengeance, then let us go with you."
"Yes, let's go together." The other clansmen also said firmly.
Lynn's eyes suddenly turned red with deep emotions. This was the Ironwood tribe his parents built with their own hands. To have these warriors as his clan really made him proud. He took a step back and bowed deeply to the people. The clansmen immediately quieted down, not understanding what the surviving heir meant by his action. "I thank you all for your unyielding resolution. However, the antherions are extremely strong, so we can't deal with them now. What I plan to do was what my parents told me before their death. I have to become stronger."
Callor frowned and asked. "Lynn, you and I are not strangers to each other. Can you tell me what's going on? Whatever it is, you must know you're not alone. I'll surely accompany you."
Lynn shook his head and said. "There's no need, Uncle Callor. To be honest, my parents wrote a letter before their death, asking me to go to the Arcane academy to find a master named Buleath the Bloodsworn, to learn the arcane arts. I want to do this right away. I'll leave here and go to study without delay. You don't have to worry about me, I can protect myself from minor dangers. Uncle, lead the people to the Fountain tribe in peace."
Afterwards, Lynn being afraid that Callor would not believe him, took out the letter written by his father and showed it to him.
Callor glanced at it and nodded in agreement. "Lynn, Arcane academy is located in the city of Morya in the north of the mainland. I'm afraid you won't be able to get there in a month or two. There is no one to take care of you along the way, I really worry about this."
"Uncle Callor, don't worry, all the way to Morya City is a place ruled by humans, and only few monsters dare to come. As long as I am careful, there is no problem in protecting myself. Instead, I'm worried about your journey to the Fountain tribe. There are a lot of antherion territories on your route, so you must protect our clansmen."
Chi still wanted to argue, but seeing Lynn frowning, he knew that Lynn was determined, and he no longer insisted. "Alright then."
Lynn nodded in thanks. "Uncle Callor, you must all be careful on the road. When you arrive at the Fountain tribe, hand over the ring of spatial storage to Master Glendower, he'll know how to use it. Tell him that I am still alive and the tribe will never perish. Let him treat my sister well. In the future, when I've learnt a few things, I'll definitely come to the tribe's place to greet my sister."
"I will keep to your words, Lynn."
After that, Lynn bowed deeply again and said loudly. "Everyone, I bid my farewell now. Let's take care of one another when we go to the Fountain tribe. One day, I will definitely come to visit everyone. Untill then, so long."
Then he strode away under everyone's sorrowful eyes. No clan, no relatives, no worries.
As the rays of the sun continued to pierce the ground, Lynn stood in a shadow cast by a massive boulder, recovering his strength. He had been running for several hours to evade the dangers of the plain, but the heat of the sun wasn't helping. He knew the blazing afternoon wasn't the best time of the day for a long distance journey on foot, but he couldn't linger around his demolished village. The threat of the antherions still loomed heavily on his mind.After deciding on his need for a small break, he sat on a small stone beside the boulder and opened his satchel. He brought out a piece of roasted rabbit leg, and a urn of deepwater he received from Wynter, his dead uncle.From his vantage point, he could see the outskirts of the Ivory hills, his destination. But considering the dangers of the roads, he knew the journey would take him several weeks to complete. So for now, he had to be extremely careful and conserve his energy as much as he could. If he was to survive.His eyes were d
Each of these wolves was far larger than a courser horse. Their grey furs and deep blue eyes were enough for him to know they were antherions, wolves which had been harnessing the power of Ether.The ones to his sides put on a sudden burst of speed that propelled them closer to Lynn. Soon, he could hear them salivating as they closed in on him. At this point, he was tired and worn out, but he continued to run towards a small hill, overlooking a narrow valley to the north.He collapsed against the base of the hill and turned around before using a few seconds to catch his breath. Just a stone throw from him, stood the largest member of the wolf pack. The wolf with its head low to the ground, stayed still, watching Lynn. A deep growl rumbling from its throat. Lynn stopped and drew out the steel sword he took before leaving his clansmen. He'd seen wolves take down prey before, and it wasn't a pretty sight.The huge wolves circled him, pacing and watching, ever drawing closer. They continu
Lynn couldn't wrap his head around what he guessed was in the dark shadows. The sound from the creature was like that of a rat, yet not like a rat—indeed not like anything he had ever heard about rodents.Clinging to the statue, he tried to look around. It had aspects of a great rodent in its squeal, and Lynn began to picture a giant rat ready to attack, sending a chill down his spine.Slowly, he began to gain control of his frayed nerves. He recalled the basic lessons he had learned from his father many years ago which proved useful to him in his miserable life.So with urgency, he began climbing with more energy.After another squeal sounded too close to where he was, he stopped climbing and glanced at the dark tunnel behind him. Then he saw the eyes. Two great red orbs stared at him from the darkness. Each seemed as large as a melon. They remained upon Lynn, unblinking, as he clung to the back of the statue. The eyes continued to bore into him, and he felt the cold bile of terror r
The huge underground cavity, the incomparably tall and straight pitch-black trees, and the faint blue light that was as bright as the stars, but more numerous than the stars.Although Lynn was standing here for the second time, he was still shocked by its incomparably magnificent and beautiful scene.Coming to the front of the stone chamber, Lynn took out the stone box from his spatial belt and said to The Remnant. "Guardian, its now five days, I want to take out the undergarment and see the effect of the silkworm on it."Afterwards, he took the undergarment out of the spatial storage, and with a flick, there was no moisture left on the undergarment. It was really looking good, Lynn thought. If all clothes have this effect, then washing clothes would be a much easier thing, and one didn't need to dry them.The Remnant then released a trace of divine consciousness. "Good. The effect is really good to see. This undergarment can only resist the attack of third-level attacks before now, b
At this moment, Lynn felt uncomfortable as if his whole body was on fire. He kept fanning his body with his clothes."Child, don't panic." The Remnant also felt a surge of energy circulating around in Lynn's body, and said. "Sit down and cross your leg. Now according to your usual conveyance method, slowly guide that energy and the essence of the confluence will run in your body according to the class of your essence attributes, and then digest and fuse it, bit by bit."After listening to The Remnant's instructions, Lynn immediately sat down cross-legged and practiced according to his guardian's words. He needed to hurry up, since it was really hot and uncomfortable. When he worked at a furnace site in his previous life, he had never felt so hot before even working under the sun.The conveyance method taught by The Remnant to Lynn was known as the Immortal Saint. It could absorb the essence power hidden in nature when the day and night timelines alternated in the sky. The time known a
After two months inside the cave, Lynn became eight years old in this new world. If he was in his old world, he would be eighteen years old. It was also an important day for him to condense the first essence crystal in his young reincarnated life. The quality of the essence crystals that he was going to create today would directly affect the height that he could climb in his level as a conveyor of essence in the future.He sat quietly in front of the stone house. Two months of harnessing the power of Ether had raised his essence capacity by a whole level, almost equal to what he had gained from the previous four or five years of conveyance.This surprised The Remnant. No wonder the divine archmage said in the book that when harnessing ether here, the lower the essence, the faster the growth rate.Lynn had been able to practice conveyance since the day he came to this world, and he was already very engrossed in it. After two months of hard work, he had become proficient. This level had
"Bad omen in the cloud, my lord." The Shaman uttered in fright after tracing her boney fingers across the blue sky.When Kaiya, the leader of the Ironwood tribe, saw the terrified look of the village Shaman, he had a dangerous premonition which sent a chilling tingle down his spine.He was clearing his thoughts when he suddenly heard an alarming sound inside his head. Immediately, he stopped running forward, arched his waist, covered his ears with both hands, and screamed in pain. But as quickly as it appeared, his pain vanished.When he adjusted his body and slowly raised his head, he found that the movements of everyone around him had surprisingly slowed down.He glanced at his wife and son who were running in front of him, and knitted his brows together in a frown. Although they looked eagerly anxious to get away from the danger, their movement was extremely slow. What was happening? Looking around, he saw his clansmen in running stances, but it appeared as if they were walking in
"Attack! Don't let a single one of them escape." Seeing they had been discovered, Germeyes, patriarch of the bear clan, shouted at the antherions, and at the same time flew towards the Ironwood tribe with Harbonok, the second son of the dragon clan.The bear antherions who were on the ground, after hearing Germeyes's order, roared from different directions and rushed towards the Ironwood tribe.One of the fourth-level bear antherions, Yaka, took the lead and ran at the front. He could perform partial transformation into human form, but because of his low magical power, he was grouped among the inferior antherions. Although he thought his conveyance was high and strong, at most he was just doing some errands for high-level antherions.This time, to launch a cleanup on a small tribe, for him, a fourth-level monster, it was also a simple matter. In the past, when his level was lower, he had had participated in many similar fights. Except for one or two humans who were essence masters, al