Qing Qishu looked at him with a sincere expression: “Leek Leaf, can’t we just skip the reaping?”

“Qing Qishu, do you know what you’re saying?” Qing Jiuye’s voice carried a hint of coldness, and the green leaf on his brow drooped slightly.

Qing Qishu blinked, the tree-like纹纹 on his forehead twitching: “It doesn’t necessarily have to be the skull, right? You can take my kneecap, it’s already shattered anyway, you can’t really tell. Just make do?”

These two had contrasting personalities, and despite being from the same clan and wearing similar attire, they were easily distinguishable. However, what caught Jiang Wang’s attention the most was the green leaf stuck on Qing Jiuye’s brow and the tree-纹纹 on Qing Qishu’s forehead.

He sensed a mysterious power within them, and vaguely felt that this was the source of their extraordinary abilities.

The Qing clan’s method of cultivation seemed different from the cultivation systems currently in practice. Of course, whether there was a real difference, and where that difference lay, still needed further observation.

Faced with Qing Qishu’s alternative proposal, Qing Jiuye’s response was also decisive—he directly loosed an arrow.

The arrow flashed like a meteor.

Jiang Wang’s eyelids twitched, and his pupils involuntarily dilated.

This arrow, like the previous ones, seemed to be aimed at Qing Qishu’s throat, and Qing Qishu indeed painfully rolled away to avoid it. But in the end, it still accurately pierced Qing Qishu’s heart!

Qing Jiuye’s arrows were indeed almost impossible to defend against, but it had already been proven that they couldn’t break through the sword circle. What truly made Jiang Wang feel tense and incredulous was—

Qing Qishu, whose entire heart had been pierced, was still alive!

There was a hole in his chest, one could see right through it, and blood gushed out… but Qing Qishu was still alive!

He even looked down at his chest somewhat slowly, as if only then realizing that his heart had been pierced.

“Ah…” He looked up at Qing Jiuye: “That really hurts!”

This tree sea world, illuminated by the Jade Balance Star, contained many things that were beyond Jiang Wang’s understanding.

Anonymous snakes that blended into the environment and ambushed with tactics, trees that weren’t afraid of fire, the Qing clan with their strange customs, and even their cultivation system that was different from what Jiang Wang knew, and now, Qing Qishu, who was still vigorous even with a hole in his heart…

These were not recorded in any data, or perhaps the information from the Four Seas Merchant Alliance and the Stone Gate Li family was incomplete. In any case, it didn’t match any known situation.

“It won’t hurt for long.”

There was a hint of sadness in Qing Jiuye’s eyes, but his hand didn’t tremble in the slightest, steady and resolute.

Qing Qishu’s expression was almost crying, his whole face crumpled together: “It really hurts, Leek Leaf!”

Although his vitality seemed tenacious, the wounds on his knee and heart still caused him unbearable pain.

Qing Jiuye remained unmoved, nocking another arrow, drawing the bow to its full extent.

“Wait.”

Jiang Wang couldn’t help but speak out again to stop him.

Firstly, he didn’t know the history between the two, secondly, he didn’t understand the local customs, and thirdly, both Qing Qishu and Qing Jiuye seemed to uphold some kind of rule within their clan.

Jiang Wang hadn’t intended to interfere, he had many questions in his mind and planned to ask them after they were done.

But the problem was…

Qing Jiuye’s arrows didn’t seem to be able to kill Qing Qishu, and to continue shooting like this would be nothing short of torture.

Watching them decide life and death according to clan rules was one thing, but watching someone torture another person in front of him was something Jiang Wang couldn’t bear to watch. Especially since Qing Qishu hadn’t shown any signs of great wickedness.

Qing Jiuye looked at him coldly, and was very impolite: “Outsider, if you interfere with my completion of the 相狩 (Xiang Shou), you will be the eternal enemy of my Sacred Clan!”

“I have no intention of interfering with your rules, and I respect your history. However, you don’t seem to have any real grudges. I sincerely suggest…”

Jiang Wang said: “Can’t you just give him a quick death?”

Qing Qishu’s face, which had been slightly relaxed, suddenly squeezed together again.

“Hey! Outsider, why can’t you just save me? Don’t you have any sympathy?” he exclaimed.

Before Jiang Wang could reply, Qing Jiuye coldly said: “Qing Qishu, my Sacred Clan’s iron law for a thousand years, are you really going to betray it by joining forces with outsiders? Are you not afraid of the ‘魂育 (Hun Yu)’ punishment?”

“Outsiders?” Qing Qishu covered the hole in his heart with his hand, and suddenly changed to a serious expression: “Leek Leaf, have you ever thought about how long it’s been since we saw an ‘outsider’?”

Jiang Wang noticed that the blood from his shattered knee had stopped, and it was slowly growing back.

What terrifying regenerative ability, but the recovery time was too delayed… it had been a long time since Qing Qishu’s knee was shattered, but it was only now starting to recover. It must be some kind of ability limitation.

Qing Jiuye frowned at Jiang Wang’s words.

Qing Qishu continued: “Ever since… that appeared, the Sacred Clan has never explored outwards again. At first, there were other races coming here, trading with us. Later they gradually became rare, until now, we haven’t had contact with outsiders for ten whole years. The clan elders said that they might have all become extinct, and that the only humans left in the Mori Sea Origin Realm are us.”

“How could they become extinct?” Qing Jiuye clearly didn’t believe this, glancing at Jiang Wang: “Isn’t this an outsider?”

“He is indeed not from our Sacred Clan.” Qing Qishu grinned, enduring the pain: “But he is also different from any race in the Mori Sea Origin Realm. Look at his clothes, his cultivation, his strange accent… I’ve read many records, and there is no human race like this in the Mori Sea Origin Realm.”

“You’re saying…”

“He is very likely to be the legendary Dragon God’s envoy!” Qing Qishu affirmed.

Qing Jiuye couldn’t help but look at Jiang Wang again, his eyes filled with scrutiny.

“I’m getting more and more confused.” Seeing that they didn’t seem to be moving, Jiang Wang couldn’t help but blurt out his questions: “What’s the Dragon God? What’s a Dragon God’s envoy? What’s a Sacred Clan, and what’s an outsider?”

“You answer my question first.” Qing Qishu looked at him and said: “You’re not from the Mori Sea Origin Realm, are you?”

There was no need to hide this, and it couldn’t be hidden anyway.

So Jiang Wang nodded.

Qing Qishu asked again: “Were you guided here by some kind of power, and then descended here?”

This trip was indeed brought about by the guiding starlight of the Seven Stars Tower.

Jiang Wang nodded: “It’s fair to say so, but…”

Qing Qishu interrupted him: “That’s right, that’s the power of our great Dragon God, you are the envoy chosen by the Dragon God!”

In the present world, records of dragons can be traced back to the ancient times.

Throughout the recent ancient era until now, dragons have become nothing more than a legend. In the eyes of many, they are just a conceptual thing.

How could there suddenly be a Dragon God, and he himself became a Dragon God’s envoy out of nowhere?

Jiang Wang recognized every word Qing Qishu said, but put them together, and he couldn’t understand at all. The two did not share the same cognitive premise.

“The Dragon God you’re talking about… is?” Jiang Wang tentatively asked.

Qing Qishu also felt very inexplicable: “The Dragon God is the Dragon God, the Dragon God is the only true God in the world, who else could it be?”

“As for the outsider’s identity, I will take him back to the Sacred Clan later, and ask the elders to judge.” Qing Jiuye struggled slightly, but still insisted: “Regardless of whether he is a Dragon God’s envoy or not, the rules of the 相狩 (Xiang Shou) cannot be broken.”

“You idiot Leek Leaf!” If his knee wasn’t still recovering, Qing Qishu would have jumped up and down: “After thousands of years, now that the Dragon God has awakened and even chosen an envoy to descend upon the Mori Sea Origin Realm, do we still need to continue with this ‘相狩 (Xiang Shou)’? To hell with the Yan Owl!”

As soon as those last two words were spoken, he immediately shut up.

Qing Jiuye’s expression also stiffened, as if he had touched a taboo.