141: Chapter 142 Shenfeng Tribe

The bonfire crackled and popped.

A massive turtle shell was propped over the fire, and the rich aroma of meat, mingled with the sizzling sound of dripping fat, drifted throughout the entire tribe.

The tribespeople of the Black Turtle Tribe—no, perhaps they should be called the Shenfeng Tribe now—had completely fallen into a frenzy of celebration.

They circled the bonfire, hand in hand, dancing an ancient and rugged dance while singing tuneless ballads.

Within the singing lay the release and rebirth of a century of repression.

Every face was brimming with heartfelt smiles, the ecstasy of seeing the light of day again after crawling out of the abyss of despair.

Jiang Feng did not join in.

He sat alone on a clean rock, slowly gnawing on a piece of turtle meat roasted to a perfect crisp on the outside and tender on the inside.

This revelry belonged to them.

He was merely a passerby.

Watching those figures singing and dancing, listening to the earth-shaking cheers, he suddenly felt a bit homesick.

He missed that small but cozy courtyard in Jiangyuan City.

He missed the nourishing soup Su Wan brewed, the way Zhang Yuniang would mutter to herself while clutching her abacus, the occasional blush that appeared beneath Lin Yueyao's cool, aloof expression, Yuan Chu's mischievous nature, the Medicinal Pill from Yao Shifei, and the Huangfu Sisters, with whom he hadn't yet managed a threesome.

He wondered how tall the children they had given birth to were now.

Just then, a burly tribesman, holding a rough stone bowl, paced back and forth in front of him.

The man wanted to approach several times but retreated each time, his face full of hesitation and awe.

The bowl contained wine brewed by the tribe from wild fruits; it was murky but exuded a strange, fragrant aroma.

Jiang Feng found it amusing.

He snatched the stone bowl from the man's hand and took a large gulp.

The spicy liquid burned down his throat, carrying a wild, raw kick.

"Good wine."

Jiang Feng wiped his mouth and handed the stone bowl back, only to find his eyes stinging.

He exhaled a breath of alcohol and grinned, saying:

"It's just a bit spicy on the eyes."

The man was stunned for a moment, then grinned, revealing a mouthful of large white teeth. He bowed repeatedly to Jiang Feng in excitement, then turned and ran back to the crowd, excitedly gesturing to his companions.

Jiang Feng watched his happy retreating figure, smiled, and suppressed the sudden melancholy in his heart.

The top priority was to quickly find the way back.

...

The revelry lasted all night.

The next day, when the first ray of morning light tore through the mist on the sea, the hungover tribespeople woke up one after another from their dreams.

As soon as they opened their eyes, they saw their Heavenly God standing on the shore, facing the sea.

Jiang Feng had not slept all night; the Qi and blood in his body had long since evaporated all traces of the alcohol.

He turned around and glanced at the sleepy-eyed tribespeople behind him. His voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"Everyone, stand steady."

Stand steady?

What did that mean?

Everyone looked bewildered.

Before they could figure it out, Jiang Feng leaped into the air and plunged into the sea with a splash, disappearing from sight.

The next moment, the entire island—no, the entire Black Turtle corpse, which was as huge as an island—shuddered violently!

"Rumble—"

It felt like a Dragon turning over; the violent shaking made everyone lose their footing, stumbling left and right as cries of alarm rose one after another.

Granny Gu and Little Queen Jin Xi gripped the rocks beside them tightly, their faces filled with shock.

They could clearly feel that the "land" beneath their feet was moving!

Beneath the seawater.

Jiang Feng dived to the very bottom of the giant turtle corpse.

He spread his arms, his muscles knotted, and the pale golden radiance beneath his skin flowed ceaselessly as the power of his Small Golden Body Art at Major Achievement burst forth without reservation.

His hands firmly gripped the massive corpse that had been silent for who knows how many tens of thousands of years.

"Rise!"

A low roar exploded in his chest.

Veins bulged on Jiang Feng's arms, and his back arched like a fully drawn giant bow!

That terrifying power, capable of shaking mountains, poured out completely at this moment!

Creak—creak—

The heavy turtle corpse emitted a groan of unbearable strain on the seabed.

It was dragged up by Jiang Feng, inch by inch, from the silt of the deep sea, moving slowly toward the position it should have occupied a hundred years ago.

This was a scene that could be called a miracle in the eyes of any Mortal.

One man, shaking an island!

The tribespeople on the shore, from their initial panic to their current stupefaction, finally transformed into overwhelming fanaticism and worship.

They had witnessed the power of a Heavenly God with their own eyes!

It was unknown how much time had passed, but the violent shaking finally stopped.

The sunlight seemed to brighten a bit.

Some reefs and shoals that had been submerged by seawater for a long time were exposed to the air once again.

The island had returned to its original position.

Jiang Feng broke through the water and landed on the shore; he didn't even seem to be panting.

Then, under the puzzled gazes of the crowd, he began to move boulders weighing thousands or tens of thousands of catties along the seaside.

He stacked the boulders around the turtle corpse, fixing it firmly and preventing any possibility of it drifting again.

After doing all this, he clapped his hands.

"Thump!"

Granny Gu was the first to kneel on the ground. This time, she prostrated herself, her aged forehead hitting the sandy ground heavily, unable to lift it again.

"My tribe will never forget the grace of the Heavenly God!"

Little Queen Jin Xi also knelt down. Her small face was covered in tears, but she wore an incomparably firm expression as she announced loudly:

"From this day forth, my Black Turtle Tribe is renamed 'Shenfeng Tribe'! With the name of the Heavenly God as our tribe's highest faith!"

"Shenfeng Tribe!"

"Shenfeng Tribe!"

The 'Shen' of Heavenly God, the 'Feng' of Jiang Feng; Shenfeng Tribe.

Behind her, the dark mass of tribespeople knelt down like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, shouting the new name over and over again.

Jiang Feng watched this scene without objecting.

When people are alive, they indeed need to have faith.

He helped Little Queen Jin Xi and Granny Gu up, his gaze falling not far away.

As the island returned to its place, a dark green stone tower that had been mostly submerged finally emerged completely from the water, exuding an aura of ancient vicissitudes under the sunlight.

The Black Turtle Holy Tower.

After the tribespeople spontaneously cleared the silt and seaweed from the tower gate, Jiang Feng stepped inside.

To Jiang Feng, whose Small Golden Body Art had already reached Major Achievement, the guardian Puppet inside the tower posed no threat whatsoever.

He didn't even use much effort as he pushed his way straight to the top floor.

On the seventh floor, a pitch-black scepter carved with the Black Turtle totem floated quietly above a stone platform.

Jiang Feng reached out and grasped it.

Hum!

The scepter vibrated, and a torrent of information flooded into his mind.

At the same time, another scroll slowly unfolded in his mind.

Jiang Feng put away the Black Turtle scepter and walked down from the Holy Tower.

He solemnly handed the scepter to Little Queen Jin Xi.

"This is the guardian power of your tribe; keep it safe."

Subsequently, he snapped his fingers, and ten tall Stone Puppets walked out of the Holy Tower, lining up behind Little Queen Jin Xi.

They would become the new guardians of this tribe.

"I should go now."

Jiang Feng looked at the Little Queen in front of him, patted her head, and instructed, "Little Queen Jin Xi, lead your people well."

Little Queen Jin Xi gripped the scepter tightly, feeling the power emanating from it. She looked up, her clear eyes filled with reluctance and determination.

Jiang Feng turned around, did not linger, and strode toward the seaside.

He took out the two fragments of the map and pieced them together.

The outline of the map doubled in size, and a brand-new mark pointed into the distance.

Just as he was about to set off, Little Queen Jin Xi's crisp, full-strength shout suddenly came from behind.

"Heavenly God!"

Jiang Feng paused, but did not look back.

"The Shenfeng Tribe will always wait for your return!"

The corners of Jiang Feng's mouth curled up slightly. He did not respond, and his figure flashed, disappearing into the vast sea and sky.