"Woo woo woo!"
"Woo woo woo!"
Dozens of wild men carried a crudely woven palanquin, their bare feet trampling over piles of grass.
Atop the palanquin,
Piles of spirit fruits and bloodied beast meat were stacked high.
Su Muwan lazily leaned against Qin Luo's shoulder, idly twirling a fist-sized vermilion fruit between her fingers.
Crunch~ Crunch~
She took a delighted bite, the sweetness of the fruit exploding in her mouth.
"Mmm~!"
Su Muwan let out a satisfied hum, her eyes glinting as she glanced at Qin Luo. "This... is so good!"
"If it's good, have more."
Qin Luo also took a bite. "These wild men see us as deities. These are offerings to us."
"Offerings?"
Su Muwan tossed the fruit pit aside, her eyebrow twitching. "Sounds like we're already dead."
Qin Luo chuckled helplessly. "Miss, could you say something more auspicious?"
"This is just how things are in this savage era."
As he spoke, he rummaged through the pile of offerings and pulled out a shimmering crystal core.
Handing it to Su Muwan, he explained, "These wild men hunt ancient beasts to obtain these cores, then embed them into their own bodies to gain power."
"Simply put, it's a brutal yet straightforward method of cultivation."
"But to them, they probably don’t even understand the concept of cultivation."
Hearing this, Su Muwan nodded half-understandingly and sighed. "Whatever. Since we can’t go back for now, I might as well enjoy myself."
A mischievous grin curled at her lips as she asked eagerly, "So you’re saying these wild men really think we’re gods now?"
"Yeah, pretty much."
"Doesn’t that mean we can do whatever we want here? We’re basically the rulers of this place!"
Qin Luo looked at her, slightly surprised. "Miss, sometimes your mind works surprisingly fast."
"Hmph! Of course!"
Su Muwan smirked triumphantly. "If this is the savage era, then the only intelligent beings around are us, right?"
"With our brains, we could totally dominate this world!"
Her imagination ran wild. "Hey, Qin Luo, what if we unified this entire era? When we eventually return, wouldn’t the greater world be unified too?"
"Thinking about it, it makes perfect sense! Hehehe!"
Qin Luo watched her eager expression and couldn’t help but reaffirm his thoughts.
Yep. She became the ultimate villain for a reason.
But since Su Muwan was like this…
Might as well let her have her fun.
"Miss, you’re absolutely right."
"Hmph! Obviously!"
Nearby,
Xiaobai gnawed on raw meat, occasionally lifting its head to curiously observe its two masters, as if memorizing their faces.
......
......
Time passed.
Thanks to the wild men’s incredible stamina,
After walking for who knows how long,
Su Muwan was nearly asleep by the time Qin Luo finally spotted a distant tribe.
The path the wild men took was incredibly stealthy,
Skillfully avoiding all encounters with ancient beasts.
Rustle.
Qin Luo and Su Muwan were carefully set down on the ground.
"Woo! Woo! (Our lords! We’ve arrived!)"
The leader, wielding a staff made of human bone, approached respectfully.
"Mm."
Qin Luo gave a slight nod, gently waking the half-conscious Su Muwan before stepping off the palanquin.
His gaze swept over the tribe’s layout.
The settlement consisted of simple thatched huts and houses made of packed earth.
At the center, surrounded by the huts, stood a massive altar.
The altar was square, with four towering stone pillars at each corner, each hundreds of meters high and carved with twisted serpent-human hybrid totems.
But what caught Qin Luo’s attention most was the statue at the altar’s center—
A half-human, half-lizard monstrosity, gripping a bone staff with a ferocious expression.
No doubt, this was the deity the tribe had once worshipped.
But now that they were here, that so-called "god" could scram.
The bone-staff wild man and the others stood by reverently, not daring to disturb Qin Luo and Su Muwan.
A moment later.
"Let’s take a look inside."
Qin Luo glanced at the wild men, who immediately stepped forward to lead the way.
"Woo! (Assemble!)"
"Woo! (The divine ones have arrived!)"
Several wild men cleared the path, shouting in a language Su Muwan couldn’t understand.
Soon, more wild men rushed out from the huts.
Their numbers weren’t large—just a few dozen.
Then, under Qin Luo and Su Muwan’s watchful eyes—
"Woo!"
All the wild men dropped to their knees, prostrating themselves in devout worship.
Su Muwan blinked in astonishment.
This was her first time seeing such a spectacle.
"Hey, Qin Luo, what are they doing?"
She leaned in and whispered.
Qin Luo smirked. "Paying homage to us. Maybe it’s their first time seeing real gods."
Just as he spoke—
Hum!
Golden light surged from Qin Luo and Su Muwan once again.
"What’s this? Faith energy?"
Su Muwan marveled at the power coursing through her, a strange piece of knowledge appearing in her mind.
[Faith Energy: The greater the faith, the greater the wishes that can be granted.]
That’s right.
Faith energy could manifest the desires of living beings!
Qin Luo waved his hand, and shadows lifted the prostrating wild men to their feet.
The display only deepened their awe.
Truly, these were divine beings!
While the wild men had been bowing,
Qin Luo had also taken in the tribe’s condition.
They were gaunt, their land barren and cracked.
Su Muwan scoffed. "Qin Luo, if these people worshipped a god, this place doesn’t look very blessed."
If gods really existed, what kind of state was this for their followers?
Qin Luo shrugged. "Who knows if there even are gods in this savage era?"
"But since we’re here, and we’ve got nothing better to do—might as well earn some faith energy and find a way to grow stronger."
"So why not..."
He paused, then turned his gaze to the half-human, half-lizard statue at the altar.
A smirk curled his lips.
With a flick of his finger—
BOOM!
Under the wild men’s stunned gazes, the statue instantly turned to dust.
Then, he glanced at Su Muwan and grinned.
"Miss, let’s make a new statue."
"We’ll be the gods now."
Su Muwan raised an eyebrow. "Hmm... Sounds fun."
"Let’s do it."
With a graceful swipe of her finger, her frost essence activated, and a blizzard descended from the clear sky.
Qin Luo’s shadows intertwined with her ice, forming two towering, hundred-meter-tall ice sculptures above the altar.
Su Muwan’s statue sat upon a crystalline throne, a frost spear in hand, gazing down imperiously.
Qin Luo’s statue lounged lazily against the throne, his foot resting atop the frozen remains of the old deity.
"Hmm... Not imposing enough."
Su Muwan suddenly frowned, then flicked her fingers—adding nine frost dragons coiling above the throne.
Nine ice dragons, vivid and lifelike, coiled around the statues of the two figures, their presence overwhelming.
The tribespeople stood frozen in shock.
"Gods! The divine ones have manifested!"
"The divine ones have manifested!"
They cried out in unison.
Strangely, Su Muwan found she could now understand their language.
At the same time.
[Faith Points +1]
[Faith Points +2]
New notifications appeared before the bond system shared by Qin Luo and Su Muwan.
Qin Luo's panel displayed:
[Detected acquisition of primal faith energy. Immediate reward: "Primordial Grand Gift Pack X1!"]
[New missions issued!]
[Mission 1: Renovate your tribe!!]
[Progress: 55%/100%]
[Reward: Primordial Spirit Seed X1 (Can absorb faith energy to grow into a Primordial Tree)]
[Failure penalty: None]
[Mission 2: Recruit more believers to join your tribe!!]
[Progress: 43/100!]
[Reward: Nine-Cycle Primordial Spirit Cultivation Technique!]
[Failure penalty: None]
Su Muwan's panel showed:
[Detected destruction of a primal deity statue. Special mission issued.]
[Mission 1: Having destroyed the Ancient Serpent God's statue, you have incurred its wrath. Slay the true form of the Ancient Serpent God!! Otherwise, you will face endless pursuit by the god and its followers!]
[Reward: Primordial Godslayer Mark Level 1 (A Level 1 Godslayer Mark can permanently eradicate a Level 1 Ancient God and devour its divine essence!)]
[Failure penalty: Death]
Su Muwan: ?
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