blogombal Chapter 197 Becoming a Disciple, Seeking Awakening
Chapter 197 Becoming a Disciple, Seeking Awakening
At dawn, just as the eastern sky began to lighten with the first hint of white, a ray of golden light eagerly pierced through the cracks and holes of the dilapidated thatched hut.
It seemed to possess its own unique will, gently and softly sprinkling onto the face of Wu Heyi, the person sleeping soundly in the room, in an irregular and random manner.
Wu Heyi slowly woke up, still a little dazed when he opened his eyes, but his consciousness gradually became clear.
He shifted his position, and the so-called "bed" beneath him creaked.
To be honest, the bed in this thatched hut was extremely rudimentary, simply made of some dry straw.
If it weren't for the slightly softer texture of the thatch, Wu Heyi would have felt as if he were sleeping on a hard, unyielding ship plank, with absolutely no comfort.
However, when he looked around at the drafty, bare thatched hut, he understood that in such a desolate and barren land, it was already a stroke of luck to find such a place to barely take shelter.
After all, it's unrealistic to expect too much from someone who's just arrived in this unfamiliar place.
Wu Heyi then turned his gaze to his feet, where a few bones left over from yesterday's meal were scattered.
He subconsciously reached out and touched his empty stomach, feeling the hunger growing stronger.
There was no other way; he couldn't just wait around hungry. So he gritted his teeth, forced himself to sit up in bed, and prepared to go out to see if he could find something to eat.
Although he knew very well that in such a backward and impoverished tribe, people usually only eat one or two meals a day, and sometimes they might not even have a bite to eat all day, Wu Heyi still couldn't help but fantasize about a sumptuous and delicious breakfast waiting for him to enjoy.
As he pondered what breakfast might look like and slowly walked towards the door, his hand had just touched the latch, but before he could push it open, he suddenly heard a slight noise from outside.
Wu Heyi was curious, and his hands moved a little faster.
When the door opened, what he saw before him made him slightly taken aback:
Two people were kneeling outside the door. One of them was Archer, whom they had just met yesterday, and the other was none other than the chief of the tribe!
If there were only one person here at this moment, the first figure that would appear in Wu Heyi's mind would undoubtedly be the tribal chief. Not only that, Wu Heyi could also roughly guess what the chief intended to do next.
However, to Wu Heyi's great surprise, at this moment, Archer also knelt down on both knees, respectfully kneeling in front of his door.
All that could be heard was Archer speaking earnestly:
"Brother Wu, my admiration for you is as boundless as a surging river. I humbly request that you accept me as your disciple!"
I hope you will grant my request!
As he spoke, Archer pulled out a salted fish about twenty or thirty centimeters long from somewhere on his person, and then carefully presented it to Wu Heyi with both hands.
This sudden turn of events left Wu Heyi completely bewildered, and he pondered to himself:
What exactly is going on here?
However, to be fair, using salted fish as a gift for becoming an apprentice is already considered the highest level of courtesy and the most sincere gesture in this tribe.
Despite being filled with doubt and feeling completely lost, Wu Heyi still accepted the salted fish without hesitation, given Ache's profound sentiment.
After all, since they've brought such an expensive gift, it would be incredibly disrespectful to refuse it!
After receiving the salted fish, Wu Heyi, out of curiosity, subconsciously brought it to his mouth and took a small bite.
It was fine until you took a bite, but once you did, you realized that this salted fish was as hard as wood, far beyond what ordinary fish could compare to.
Wu Heyi immediately realized that this salted fish must be extraordinary!
Immediately afterwards, Wu Heyi carefully arranged the salted fish, then slowly turned his head and looked at the tribal chief who had been standing silently to the side.
"Brother, please rise! I truly cannot accept such a generous gift!"
Wu Heyi quickly stretched out his hands, as if to help the person in front of him to his feet.
The tribal chief quickly stood up, his face full of apology, and said:
"Xiao Wu, I'm so sorry! I really drank too much last night and got drunk without realizing it."
Afterwards, I specifically asked around about what happened, and that's when I realized it was all my fault last night!
His expression was extremely earnest, and his sincerity was so profound that it was impossible to find fault with him in any way.
Wu Heyi was about to say, "Alright, alright, I've already forgiven you."
Before he could finish his sentence, the tribal chief spoke up again: "Brother Wu, do you think you could help me develop that thing called Martial Soul?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Heyi's face instantly revealed an expression of "I knew it," an expression that was completely undisguised.
However, this is often the case in the world: the easier something is to obtain, the less people tend to cherish it.
Faced with the tribal chief's request, Wu Heyi understood the reasoning behind it perfectly, so he could only rack his brains to find various excuses and reasons to refuse.
However, at that moment, the tribal chief uttered words that left Wu Heyi bewildered and unsure how to respond:
"If you can help me awaken my martial spirit, then I am willing to lead the entire village, young and old, to your command. From this day forward, you will be my supreme master!"
"Qiang Mou?" This sudden title made Wu Heyi feel puzzled, and a sense of surprise flashed through his mind.
At that very moment, Archer, quick-witted and agile, hurriedly provided a brief explanation to Wu Heyi:
"Actually, this tribal chief is not a nameless person. It's just that I was careless these past two days and didn't have a chance to formally introduce myself to you."
His name is a single character, "Qiang," and everyone respectfully calls him "Brother Qiang."
Upon hearing this, Wu Heyi slowly turned his gaze to Qiang Ge, who had been kneeling on the ground for a long time.
His face was solemn, and his body trembled slightly, as if he carried the hopes and destiny of the entire tribe for the future.
Looking at the scene before him, Wu Heyi couldn't help but feel a surge of pity, and an indescribable sense of compassion arose within him.
After a fierce internal struggle and weighing of options, Wu Heyi ultimately couldn't bring himself to refuse outright.
Faced with Qiang Ge's expectant and earnest gaze, he sighed helplessly and finally nodded in agreement, indicating that he was willing to grant Qiang Ge's request.
At the same time, Wu Heyi quickly arranged the operation, gathering all the men, women, and children in the tribe as quickly as possible.
Looking at the familiar yet expectant faces before him, Wu Heyi was filled with emotion. He was determined to complete the awakening ceremony for everyone at once and unite the power of the entire tribe.
This will prevent people from being scattered and reduce the tedious tasks and potential chaos that may arise from the awakening of individual members.
Time was of the essence, but Wu Heyi remained calm and composed. He methodically arranged the venue and prepared all the materials and tools needed for the awakening.
The people in the tribe also actively cooperated, and everyone worked together to make the final sprint preparations for this large-scale awakening ceremony.
Finally, everything was ready.
The awakening ceremony officially began. Wu Heyi took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and then began to perform the awakening operation for everyone one by one according to the predetermined steps.
As time passed, figures revealed their long-hidden martial spirits in the light.
Surprisingly, the vast majority of people's martial spirits are various farming tools, such as hoes, sickles, rakes, and so on.
These seemingly ordinary martial spirits may just be tools used for work in ordinary times, but at this moment they represent the power and potential hidden deep within each person's heart.
Of course, a small number of lucky individuals successfully awakened martial souls with combat capabilities.
Some wield incredibly sharp swords, while others take the form of powerful and majestic beasts. These individuals, possessing fighting spirits, will undoubtedly become the backbone of the tribe's future development.
After a busy and orderly morning, all of the more than 200 people in the tribe successfully completed the awakening ceremony without any omissions.
Although the results varied, everyone's face was beaming with excitement and pride.
Whether it's a farming tool spirit or a combat spirit, it's a valuable asset for this tribe and an important cornerstone on their path to power.