101: In half a month, the returning tribesmen

When a clock is fully focused, it always seems to turn especially fast.

For example, when listening intently in class, it always feels like dismissal arrived in the blink of an eye.

But if you don't understand, then it's sheer torture and every day feels like a year.

The same was true for Yang Dian.

Half a month passed as if in a flash, with him diligently Cultivating and constantly undertaking missions.

In the blink of an eye, the day of the Clan Assembly arrived.

Standing by the window, facing the rising sun emerging from the sea, and watching the village gradually bustling with activity, Yang Dian couldn't help but let out a breath.

"It's been a long time since the village was this lively."

Amidst his emotion (deep feelings/emotions), he summoned his panel, facing the morning sun.

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Cultivation Technique:

Dragon Claw Hand [Trait: Bronze Sinews Iron Bones, Reverse-Born Dragon Scales, Progress: 3.33% (Cultivate and supplement with 1112.5 energy to manifest the third trait)]

Grass Tread Flight [Trait: Swift as Wind, Steps Like Flight, Progress: 3.13% (Cultivate and supplement with 689.71 energy to manifest the third trait)]

Iron Shirt [Trait: Armored and Helmeted, Progress: 5.00% (Cultivate and supplement with 422.75 energy to manifest the second trait)]

Hun Yuan Strength [Trait: None, Progress: 8.35% (Cultivate and supplement with 203.92 energy to manifest the first trait)]

Heaven and Man Unity Skill [Trait: None, Progress: 65.7% (Cultivate and consume 305.27 energy to manifest the first trait)]

Night Battle in All Directions [Not initiated, can be initiated by consuming 1880 energy]

Star Gazing Art [Not initiated, can be initiated by consuming 165 energy]

Other Cultivation Technique: Five Animal Frolics, Eight Section Brocade, Gluttonous Eating Qi, Nourishing Yuan Skill, Meridian Opening Art, Eight Direction Blood Battle, Ten Thousand Battles Strategy

Energy: 62 (increases by 1 point daily, but 0.7 points are absorbed by Dudu)

Martial Realm: Qi Blood Smoke Generation, Qi Gathering Weaponization

Combat Rank: Neighborhood Rank

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After half a month, although he wasn't able to obtain wondrous items to rapidly increase his strength, his progress was still significant.

Yang Dian didn't focus much on most of his Cultivation Technique, so his gains were minimal.

His biggest gains were concentrated in the Heaven and Man Unity Skill, Night Battle in All Directions, and Star Gazing Art Cultivation Technique.

The latter two, through Yang Dian's diligent study, reduced the energy required to master them by approximately 600 points in total.

The Heaven and Man Unity Skill's Cultivation progress surged by 50% under the nourishment of Xiao Lan Yao (Little Blue Pill), blood ganoderma, and the recently refined blood-replenishing pills.

Just looking at the progress might not feel like much.

But if it were converted into Qi Blood, it would be different.

As a thought stirred in Yang Dian's mind, his entire body's Qi Blood surged to his hands, transforming into smoke-like clouds that entanglement (coiled around) his arms.

"Reverse-Born Dragon Scales!"

As Yang Dian's thoughts surged again, his fingers were covered by ferocious Dragon Claws, and blood-colored Dragon Scales spread from his finger bones up his arms, eventually reaching his armpits.

From a distance, Yang Dian's two hands looked as if they had transformed into two blood-colored Dragon Claws.

Moreover, compared to half a month ago, the Dragon Claws and Dragon Scales condensed from Qi Blood now showed a tendency to turn dark red.

They appeared heavier and more ancient.

Suppressing the urge to crush something, Yang Dian closed his eyes and sensed his inner self.

The next moment, the star matter flowing in his blood vessels emitted wisps of light.

The light eventually penetrated his flesh and blood, coalescing outside his body, forming a half-body armor that covered his upper half.

"Half a month has passed, and I've refined approximately 15% of the star iron."

"And the stronger the Qi Blood, the faster the refining speed."

"The remaining 85% might be completely refined in less than two months!"

Thinking of this, Yang Dian dispersed the Dragon Scales and Dragon Claws condensed from Qi Blood, and reached out to grab something in front of him.

The half-body armor covering Yang Dian disintegrated, coalescing into a star-light longsword about 1.3 meters long, which Yang Dian held in his palm.

Yang Dian weighed the star-light longsword in his hand, then frowned again.

"It's a bit light."

As the thought settled, the Qi Blood in his body surged and flowed into the star-light longsword, condensing a crimson bloodline in the center of the longsword.

The weight of the longsword increased to a suitable degree.

"Qi Blood, it's so useful~"

Amidst his emotion (deep feelings/emotions), Yang Dian performed another sword flourish, accidentally cutting off a corner of the window.

"When the star matter is condensed into a weapon, I wonder if I can defeat Lin Feng in his exoskeleton armor."

"If I can get close, I'll win; if I can't get close, I'll probably be shot full of holes."

Yangs Mother, who was feeding chickens in the backyard, was startled by the falling window corner, and when she looked up and saw Yang Dian showing off with his star-light longsword, she became even more furious.

With one hand on her hip and the other pointing at Yang Dian, she said:

"You're going crazy first thing in the morning. A few days ago, you cut your sister's window, and today you cut your own window."

"What's wrong, can't you live anymore, want to tear down the house?"

Yang Dian felt a bit awkward and retracted both his Qi Blood and star matter into his body.

"Mom, I'll go get the welding torch. I'll weld the window corner back right away."

"The clan meeting is about to start, what are you welding?"

"Come down and eat quickly, let your Dad weld it."

Yang Yong, who was holding a bowl and drinking porridge nearby, raised his head: ???

So he didn't have to eat?

...Shortly after going downstairs, just as Yang Dian picked up his white porridge, Third Uncle led an old man wearing a Tang suit in the scorching heat into the garden.

Behind the two, many young men and women in their twenties followed.

Yang Dian recognized some of them, but most were unfamiliar.

They were probably clan members who had returned from outside.

"Dian Zi, eating?"

Yang Dian put down his porridge and stood up:

"Third Uncle."

After calling out to Third Uncle, he looked at the old man in the Tang suit, who was much younger than Third Uncle:

"And this is?"

"He's much younger than me, but according to seniority, he's also of my generation."

"You can just call him Ninth Uncle-Grandfather."

Yang Dian straightened his body and respectfully bowed to the old man in the Tang suit:

"Ninth Uncle-Grandfather."

Yang Quanfu stepped forward two steps and helped Yang Dian up:

"Ah, ah, hello."

After helping Yang Dian up, Yang Quanfu didn't know what to say, so he simply pulled out a bank card from his pocket and slipped it into Yang Dian's hand:

"I left home when I was young, and 67 years have passed. Today, I've finally returned to my roots."

"It's our first meeting, and I don't know what you youngsters like."

"The password for this card is your birthday. Consider it a small token of my, Ninth Uncle-Grandfather's, regard."

Yang Dian opened his mouth, about to refuse.

But before he could speak, he noticed a girl among the young people behind the two Grand Uncles pouting and whispering to the boy next to her:

"What's the old man thinking? After one phone call, he insisted on coming back."

"He said that since times have changed, he must return to his hometown, and even if he dies, he must die in his hometown, to return to his roots."

"He came back, and I didn't see him die, but he gave away a lot of money."

"And from what the old man said, he even wants to donate half of his family's assets—that's our money!"

"Brother, are you really not going to try to persuade him?"

"This godforsaken place doesn't even have anywhere to have fun. I really don't want to stay here."

Yang Jiale opened his mouth, about to scold his sister, when he saw the young man standing in front of Yang Quanfu glance in his direction.

Just one glance, and his body stiffened, his legs starting to tremble.

Although it was just a very normal eye contact, he felt why, as described in novels, lower-ranking creatures would be so terrified they couldn't move when they saw higher-ranking creatures.

It was a fundamental difference in the essence of life.

Their prideful money, wealth, and even power seemed like roadside foxtail weeds in his eyes.

It felt as if he could be cut in half with a wave of a hand.

"Brother, say something, brother~"

Yang Jiajia reached out and poked Yang Jiale.

Yang Jiale shivered, finally breaking free from that indescribable fear.

Rubbing the goosebumps on his arms, Yang Jiale instinctively shuddered twice:

"Grandpa's money is Grandpa's."

"Grandpa can donate it if he wants, and give it to whoever he wants. Dad doesn't even have an opinion, what right do we have to say anything?"

"Also, what did Grandpa teach us before?"

"Respect elders, protect siblings, help neighbors, respect teachers..."

"Most importantly, trouble comes from the mouth!"

"Grandpa told us long ago that there are Awakened and Cultivators in our hometown!"

"If you keep speaking without restraint, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?"

"If you want to die, don't drag me into it!"

"I haven't lived enough, I don't want to die yet!"