Chapter 51

"Chick Feng is being forced to get married," Yun Xuzhou said.

There was too much information in this sentence, and Sang Yuanyuan didn't know where to start.

Thousands of words converged into an indescribable expression.

Sang Yuanyuan: "E …" Eat a mouthful of squid to calm down.

You Wuming wasn't polite at all. He clutched his stomach and laughed until his shoulders shook.

"What are you laughing at?" Yun Xuzhou frowned unhappily. "She's about to be forced to consummate her marriage!"

You Wuming: "Pfft, hahahahaha!"

His laughter was as annoying as it could get.

Yun Xuzhou didn't know what to do with him, so she turned to Sang Yuanyuan and said, "You came at the right time.

Quickly save Chick Feng before she consummates her marriage. At the same time, sneak into the ancestral land of the Mountain Fire Tribe and steal the immortal fire. "

Sang Yuanyuan: "???"

If you asked her how she felt at this moment, she felt like she had missed ten episodes of a TV series. Her head was full of question marks.

Consummate her marriage?

The ancestral land of the Mountain Fire Tribe?

Immortal fire?

What were these?

She blinked and waited for Yun Xuzhou to explain.

Yun Xuzhou sighed. "Let's talk as we walk. Time waits for no one!"

She led Sang Yuanyuan and You Wuming to the mountains in the north.

On the way, Yun Xuzhou told Sang Yuanyuan and You Wuming about what she had discovered over the past few days.

It was very easy to find out about the worm in the clam. Everyone who raised clams knew about it.

The worm in the blood clam of the East Sea Lake was called the blood nematode. Once it was infected, the male clam would quickly weaken and die, but the female clam would have no effect. It would only hide in the form of an egg and continue to infect the next generation.

It hurt men but not women. It was exactly the same as the "curse" of the Yun family. However, no one had ever thought of these two things together.

The clam people used herbs to deal with the blood nematode.

Yun Xuzhou bought the bug medicine and forced herself to drink it.

Unfortunately, although the medicine was very effective against the common bloodworms in the clam, it couldn't hurt the strange worms in Yun Xuzhou's bloodline, which had been refined into spiritual Gu and passed down from generation to generation.

He had found the cause of the disease and found a way to exterminate it, but he was stuck at the last step.

Yun Xuzhou and Sang Bujin guessed that since the mastermind had chosen the Blood Nematodes in the East Sea Lake, the refining method should be related to this place.

After a few inquiries, he unexpectedly found something. On the northern shore of the East Sea, in the mountain ridge bordering Little Jiang, lived many hermit tribes. One of them was called the Mountain Fire Tribe. The Mountain Fire Tribe had been keeping a strange and inextinguishable fire for generations. It was said that the fire could refine spiritual energy into any object.

In fact, this Deviant Flame was not very useful, because the time it took to refine the Spiritual Accumulation into an armor or weapon was enough to mine ten spirit mines and make thousands of sets of equipment that were rich in Spiritual Accumulation.

The Mountain Fire Tribe treated such a useless fire as their treasure and hid it in their ancestral land, not allowing outsiders to covet it.

The person who said it only took it as a joke, but Yun Xuzhou and Sang Bujin felt like they had found a treasure.

Wasn't the Blood Nematode refined into a Spiritual Venomous Worm?

The truth was right in front of them. As long as they used the inextinguishable fire, they could do the same and refine the antidote to kill the worms into spiritual medicine.

Therefore, Yun Xuzhou and Sang Bujin hurried to the Mountain Fire Tribe's settlement.

What the two of them didn't expect was that this seemingly ordinary mountain stronghold actually had fire traps hidden everywhere.

As soon as they approached the ancestral land, they triggered the traps and were almost cooked alive. They even alarmed the Mountain Fire Tribe.

The Mountain Fire Tribe worshipped fire. Under the support of their fanatical belief, they were accompanied by fire spirits day and night, and cultivated a thousand times more diligently than ordinary people.

There were many crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the tribe, and they had many powerful fire-type experts.

In addition, this was their home ground, so Yun Xuzhou and Sang Bujin quickly fell into a disadvantageous position and were almost captured.

Sang Bujin did his best to stop the pursuers and help Yun Xuzhou escape, but he himself fell into the hands of the Mountain Fire Tribe.

Yun Xuzhou naturally couldn't escape alone. She secretly came back to save the captive and heard a piece of good news — the Mountain Fire Tribe's leader fell in love with the captive at first sight and wanted to forcefully marry her. They were going to get married tonight.

If Sang Yuanyuan and You Wuming hadn't arrived in time, Yun Xuzhou would have had to risk her life to 'disturb the bridal chamber' tonight.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

Yun Xuzhou frowned. "I hope this d * mn man won't be blinded by lust and touch her before they consummate their marriage …"

Sang Yuanyuan had the same worry.

However, the direction of his worry was a little different — he wasn't afraid that Sang Bujin wouldn't get close to the matter. He was afraid that the Mountain Fire Tribe's leader would fly into a rage out of humiliation and want to kill him.

… …

Yun Xuzhou led Sang Yuanyuan and Sang Yuanyuan through the mountain forest for a long time.

Suddenly, the dense vegetation parted. They had arrived at their destination.

Everything before them suddenly became clear!

The Mountain Fire Tribe's settlement was very special. At a glance, one would think that a huge fire had broken out in the mountain forest — all the buildings were dyed a deep red, and the air was filled with a burnt smell. Almost every wooden house had a burning torch next to its door.

The residents were barefooted and wore red cotton shirts. They were all very busy, carrying basins of burnt nuts to a large wooden building built on high ground.

This large wooden building occupied an extremely large area, like a palace. There were four floors in total, and the entire building was dyed red. The pillars on each floor had a torch inserted into them. At first glance, it looked like a grill that had been set up and burned until it was completely red.

The wooden pillars and corridor railings were all wrapped in red cloth. It looked like a wedding was about to take place.

Yun Xuzhou pointed at the faint black marks on the ground around the village, hinting for Sang Yuanyuan and Sang Yuanyuan to take a look.

She said, "That should be something like fire powder. When outsiders approach, they will ignite a wall of fire that is over ten zhang tall. It's extremely fierce.

It is precisely because of this that Chick Feng and I were exposed.

Behind that wooden building is their ancestral land. Look, there are so many of them over there. "

Sang Yuanyuan focused his gaze and saw that near the small mountain behind the large wooden building, faint black marks were densely packed, radiating in all directions.

The Mountain Fire Tribesmen were all barefoot, and the soles of their feet were like black charcoal. The faint black marks on the ground didn't trigger any reaction.

It was a great formation that combined defense and alarm.

"Looks like we can only fly in," Sang Yuanyuan thought to himself.

The sky in the mountains darkened especially quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the afterglow of the setting sun disappeared behind the dense forest, and the curtain of night enveloped them.

The Mountain Fire Tribesmen began to set up bonfires on both sides of the dirt road.

Yun Xuzhou was extremely worried. "Chick Feng was poisoned a few days ago. Her body is so weak. I'm really worried that she will suffer!"

You Wuming laughed sinisterly at the side. "It's hard to say who will suffer!

When the time comes, it's hard to say who will be more … "

Sang Yuanyuan pinched his waist hard.

She said, "Don't worry too much. In any case, the chief can't do anything …"

Why did it seem like something was wrong the more they talked about it?

Sang Yuanyuan and You Wuming looked at each other and shut their mouths together.

When the moon climbed out of the distant mountains, the wedding of the Mountain Fire chief and Sang Bujin began.

Long and loud music that sounded like suona drifted out of the large wooden building.

The mountain people held oily torches and cheered noisily. The atmosphere was extremely lively.

Soon, the newlyweds walked out of the large wooden building's two-story tall door, hand in hand.

After so many days, Sang Yuanyuan finally got to see his cheap older brother again.

He was wearing a fiery red robe and a large silver crown full of red bird feathers on his head.

He put on makeup. At a glance, it was obvious that it was freshly made. He used the gradual red dye that the Mountain Fire chief dyed.

There was a raging flame in the middle of his forehead, which was very eye-catching.

The ends of his eyes were painted with burning clouds, and the eye sockets were also painted with red. It was extremely mysterious and gorgeous, with a very wild and coquettish beauty.

He actually put powder on his lips.

The top half of his face was miserably red, but the bottom half of his face was snow-white. The strong impact made everyone's eyes fall on his face unable to move.

Sang Yuanyuan couldn't help but be speechless. Could it be that when Sang Bujin said that he was busy, he wasn't thinking of a way to escape, but was busy putting on makeup?!

She was worried about him for nothing!

He seemed to be doing too well!

The corner of You Wuming's mouth twitched as she watched.

"Little Sang Guo," he muttered next to her ear. "When we get married, do you have to put on makeup like this too?

Don't. This one's too heavy. It's like squid. "

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" What kind of straight man's aesthetic was this?

Yun Xuzhou pursed her lips. After a while, she spat out, "She's still in the mood to put on makeup!

I think she's enjoying it! "

She seemed quite angry.

Sang Yuanyuan originally wanted to explain for her cheap brother, but when she saw that guy showing off like a red peacock, as if he couldn't wait to spread his tail feathers at the Mountain Fire chief, she could only say truthfully, "It's probably her first time trying this style of makeup. She wants to see how it goes."

As they spoke, the Mountain Fire chief lit up all the firewood he had placed on both sides of the dirt road. Then, he kicked the burning sticks into the road.

The chief of the Mountain Fire chief smiled like an idiot. He carefully led Sang Bujin across the fire sticks, muttering, "Be careful, be careful, be careful." Sang Bujin's eyes were bright. His entire person was like a bright red cloud. He looked extremely festive.

Where was the slightest shyness or reluctance?

He was completely enjoying it.

Yun Xuzhou was so angry that she lost her sense of propriety. "After being so picky for so many years, this is the only thing you like!

Are men so good?!

Isn't it just gaining some weight?!

She's gone crazy! "

Sang Yuanyuan: "…" She didn't say anything. Anything she said would be wrong.

Under the chief's lead, the Mountain Fire chief began to hum a very ancient tune.

There were no words, only single syllables.

Unexpectedly, they conveyed their feelings. One could tell that it was full of the Mountain Fire chief's fanatical worship of "fire."

The newlyweds successfully crossed the path of fire.

"I'm afraid we're going to the ancestral land!" Yun Xuzhou reminded in a low voice with a grave expression.

The Mountain Fire chief and Sang Bujin were escorted to the back of the mountain by the Mountain Fire chief.

Yun Xuzhou's group carefully moved stealthily through the mountain forest, following them at a distance.

Behind the large wooden building, a short mountain without much vegetation lay lazily under the moonlight. The group followed the mountain path that was painted with dark red resin and climbed over the short mountain.

Behind the short mountain was a dark red stone cliff.

The Mountain Fire chief stopped in front of the cliff and began to hum the ancient tune again. He crossed his arms and leaned against the cliff, his forehead touching the ground as he sang in a low voice.

Eight white-haired elders walked to the front. Bright red flames lit up in their hands as they pressed them against the dark red mountain wall.

The light flames in their hands were like water flowing into a canal, slowly flowing on the mountain wall.

The Mountain Fire chief's singing became even louder. A strange atmosphere enveloped the fiery mountain under the moonlight.

Sang Yuanyuan looked at Sang Bujin, who was surrounded by the crowd. She was somewhat nervous and unconsciously grabbed You Wuming's sleeve.

You Wuming grabbed her hand and calmly held her five slender and soft fingers in his palm. Under the firelight, a smile appeared at the corners of his exquisite lips.

He narrowed his eyes. At this moment, his mind was blank. He couldn't remember anything. He only felt a warm flame burn in his heart, enough to illuminate the rest of his life.

Sang Yuanyuan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

She turned her head to look. You Wuming's side profile was branded with a hazy golden rim by the firelight. The corners of his lips curled up a little proudly. He was so handsome that no medicine could save him.

She dazedly turned her head away and continued to stare blankly at the dark red mountain wall where the firelight was flowing.

Her heart pounded, but it didn't.

The heat of his palm continuously assaulted her nerves. She seemed to smell the cocoon on his palm. This feeling was truly inconceivable.

The ones getting married were clearly the Mountain Fire chief and Sang Bujin.

Why did she feel like she was silently making a promise to him for the rest of her life?

It was truly too miraculous.

Just as she was about to take another look at him, she saw a sudden movement on the mountain wall in front of her.

The flames in the eight elders' hands gradually condensed into a shape.

It was like a flame that concealed profound changes. It was the size of a millstone and extremely bright and dazzling.

In an instant, the entire mountain wall seemed to be on fire. The dark red color was no longer lifeless. Instead, it was like a burning charcoal fire — the kind of charcoal fire that would ignite as soon as something flammable was thrown on it.

This flame imprint on the cliff became the doorknob that opened the door to the ancestral land.

The eight elders exerted their strength together. The mountain wall suddenly split to the left and right, revealing a cave entrance.

Sang Yuanyuan opened her eyes wide in surprise.

What kind of strange mechanism was this?

A bright path of fire appeared in front of her.

This was a very ordinary cave. It looked like an air-raid shelter that hadn't been dug very neatly. It was as tall as two people and as wide as a zhang.

Unlike ordinary caves, the walls of the cave were dark red like lava. Some places were darker, while others were brighter. In short, it was very hot.

"Come." The Mountain Fire chief took Sang Bujin's hand and led him into the cave.

Yun Xuzhou unconsciously clenched her fists. A fine layer of sweat seeped out of her forehead.

Sang Yuanyuan was also a bit nervous.

This place didn't look like it was easy to provoke.

If something happened inside, it would be very troublesome.

Yun Xuzhou suddenly took a step forward.

Sang Yuanyuan hurriedly dissuaded her. "Don't be rash. I'll do it!"

In just a few moments, the two fiery figures had already disappeared into the cave hand in hand.

Sang Yuanyuan's fingers twitched slightly. Her hand was tightly gripped by You Wuming.

You Wuming loosened his grip a little.

He seemed to be a little unhappy and pinched her pinky hard before reluctantly letting it go.

Sang Yuanyuan held her breath and focused her mind. She resonated with the Mu Lingyun around her. After trying for a while, she directly summoned a large-faced flower behind the cave's stone door.

She underestimated the width of the flower disc and accidentally exposed a lace that hung on the stone door.

Her heart trembled. She hurriedly controlled the large-faced flower to 'stand at attention'.

Immediately, the entire flower was squeezed behind the stone door.

You Wuming's mouth twitched.

Sang Yuanyuan exhaled softly. She controlled the large-faced flower to weave thin Spirit Containment Vines that crawled along the edge of the cave.

The Spirit Containment Vines became transparent under the illumination of the dark fire. If one didn't look closely, they wouldn't be able to see them.

Sang Yuanyuan's mind followed the Spirit Containment Vines and quickly dived into the depths of the cave.

After turning many corners, the scene before her eyes suddenly opened up.

She saw Clan Leader Shan Huo holding Sang Bujin's hand. The two of them were standing under a bright orange stone platform.

On the stone platform, a young girl was sitting cross-legged.

She wasn't wearing a single piece of clothing, but anyone who saw her wouldn't have any evil thoughts.

Because the young girl's body was on fire.

She was still alive, but clearly, she was in great pain.

Every time she breathed, a small orange flame would emerge from her nostrils, causing her to tremble in pain.

She was like a candle that was firmly stuck on a candlestick, burning herself.

Sang Yuanyuan held her breath and approached the 'candlestick' in disbelief.

The closer she got to the 'candlestick', the higher the temperature around her. Her Spirit Containment Vines showed signs of being ignited.

The high temperature was radiating from the young girl's body.

This was … the Undying Fire?!

When she got closer, she realized that the young girl's legs had been completely burned. They were like ashes piled up under her body.

Through the grayish white, she could faintly see an orange flame burning in her heart. It was burning in her body. She was using her own body to support this flame!

Clan Leader Shan Huo held Sang Bujin's hand and walked closer.

He took out two dark red cups and a curved blade of the same color. He gently cut open the young girl's fingertips and used the two cups to collect the blood flowing from her fingertips.

The blood burned with orange flames, like wine that was lit with fire.

"Come, drink the blessing of the Undying Fire. Our child will have a greater chance of becoming a vessel for the Undying Fire!" Clan Leader Shan Huo laughed loudly.

Sang Bujin frowned and pointed at the young girl on the 'candlestick'. "My child?

A vessel?

Just like her?

I can't bear it. "

Clan Leader Shan Huo comforted him. "Don't worry, boys won't be chosen as vessels. Only useless girls will be chosen. Don't worry, don't worry!"

Sang Bujin's eyes blazed with anger. In Sang Province, there was never anyone who thought that girls were inferior. Which family didn't cherish and protect their soft and sweet daughters?

Looking at the young girl in front of him who was in extreme pain, he couldn't help but think of his precious little sister. His eyes gradually moistened.

He took a deep breath and thought of something. He clenched his teeth and suppressed his emotions.

He reached out and took the dark red cup from Clan Leader Shan Huo's hands.

Sang Yuanyuan's heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly crawled over with the Spirit Containment Vine and wrapped it around Sang Bujin's ankle, indicating that he didn't want to drink it.

Sang Bujin clearly sensed it, but he remained unmoved. He tilted his head back and drank the cup of fiery blood.

Clan Leader Shan Huo laughed in satisfaction and drank the cup of blood in his hand. He happily grabbed Sang Bujin's shoulder and walked out.

Sang Yuanyuan's pupils contracted, and his heart thumped.

The two of them quickly walked towards the cave entrance.

Sang Yuanyuan removed the large-faced flower behind the stone door in time. Just as the two stepped out of the fire cave and the stone door closed, she quickly threw another large-faced flower into the cave.

On the crimson cliff, the stone door closed without a sound. There was no trace of it at all.

The Mountain Fire Tribesmen followed closely behind Clan Leader Shan Huo and Sang Bujin. They returned to the wooden house and prepared to disturb their wedding night.

"We have to hurry!" Yun Xuzhou was so nervous that her hands trembled. "Chick Feng can't hold on for long!

If it's inconvenient to start the fire, we have to save her first! "

Sang Yuanyuan focused all his attention on the large face flower that he had thrown in before the stone door closed.

She carefully examined the wall behind the stone wall, and soon, she found a small bronze door handle.

It wasn't easy to open the door from the outside, but it wasn't difficult to open it from the inside.

The flower moved over and wrapped its leaves around the door handle, slowly turning it.

The stone door opened again. You Wuming grabbed Sang Yuanyuan with one hand and Yun Xuzhou's belt with the other. They spread their wings and flew over the dark lines of fire that covered the ground and entered the cave.

The flower hopped in front to lead the way. The three of them quickly stood in front of the girl.

When they looked through the flower's spiritual energy, the world seemed to be covered in a layer of watery light. It was slightly blurry and deformed. Now that they were in front of them, it was even more shocking.

The girl's body was like a candle, softly melting. Only a layer of skin and flesh supported her, preventing her from collapsing.

She looked to be in extreme pain and struggled uncontrollably. However, a dark red stone spike pierced through her spine, nailing her to the candlestick. She couldn't do anything.

Although Sang Yuanyuan already knew what was going on, she still felt her breathing stop. A ball of fire burned in her chest.

Yun Xuzhou was so shocked that she couldn't say a single word.

After staring at the flame girl for a while, You Wuming's expression became a little strange. He quickly walked forward. The tip of his right index finger lit up with green spiritual energy. Using his finger as a knife, he pierced the flame girl's shoulder without hesitation.

Blood fire flowed out and was picked up by his fingertip.

He narrowed his eyes and moved closer to the small blood fire. He stared at it for a moment, then slowly put his finger into his mouth.

The girl pursed her lips tightly and looked at the three strangers who had intruded into the ancestral land in horror. Her chest heaved up and down. Obviously, she didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of her.

You Wuming bent down and looked directly into her eyes.

"Tell me, what are you doing here?"

Pain and fear caused the girl to lose her mind and be easily controlled by him.

"Feeding the Eternal Divine Fire."

You Wuming asked, "How?"

"With our bodies … After burning for a year, we will pass it on to the next vessel …"

Sang Yuanyuan and Yun Xuzhou sucked in a breath of cold air at the same time.

The air, which carried a high temperature and a faint smell of sulfur, was bone-chilling when inhaled into the lungs.

"How?"

"Pass on my blood and fire to my successor …"

You Wuming suddenly straightened his body. His expression was extremely ugly.

After a long while, his thin lips moved and he spat out two words heavily —

"The Netherworld Race."

Sang Yuanyuan looked at him in shock.

You Wuming said indifferently, "What an Eternal Divine Fire that can refine all things.

It refines the bloodline of the Netherworld Race and fuses the bloodline and the flames into one. All of it is passed on to the next person, generation after generation, in order to maintain eternal immortality. "

The Netherworld Race's bloodline could give everything one had to another person.

Refining the Netherworld Race's bloodline …

Before a vessel died, the fire and the bloodline would be passed on to the next person … Every year, a new vessel would have to be changed …

Looking down, she found that the ground beside the stone platform had long been covered in a thick layer of gray and white.

Sang Yuanyuan shivered slightly.

You Wuming bowed slightly again and looked directly into the girl's eyes. His low voice was full of bewitchment, "I am the next vessel. Come, pass on the Eternal Divine Fire to me."

The girl nodded slowly.

Sang Yuanyuan sucked in a breath of cold air and looked at You Wuming.

What was he doing?!