Chapter 124: The Primordial Immortal Lord Descends: Be Good, Don't Cry
"Thud!"
Next, Shi Feijiao knelt down, and all the young, strong men knelt as well.
"Lord Sacrificial Spirit!"
Shi Linhu raised his head, tears streaming down his face, and said,
"We know we're just a bunch of barbarians from the Great Wilderness—insignificant people. Compared to those princes and nobles outside, we're not even as good as ants."
"But we cannot stand seeing our own child suffer such injustice!"
"Why? Why should they commit wrongdoing yet make our Little One cry here?"
"We beg Liu Shen, take us with you to seek justice for Little One!"
"That's right, let's go together!"
"Who says Little One has no family? We are all his family! Let's go to King Wu's Manor together!"
"Little One is not some unwanted wild child! He has a home! Stone Village is his home! Even if it means going to our deaths, we're willing!"
"Please, Liu Shen, grant this!!"
"Please, Liu Shen, grant this!!"
For a moment, all the villagers knelt on the ground, shouting in unison, begging Liu Shen to take them along to King Wu's Manor.
Seeing this, Little One was stunned.
He lifted his head from Shi Yunfeng's embrace and looked into those sincere, fervent eyes.
There was no disgust in them, only boundless love and protection.
"Uncles… Aunts…"
Little One murmured subconsciously. His nose stung again, and tears filled his large eyes once more.
On the other side, Liu Shen quietly watched this scene.
Dozens of emerald willow branches swayed gently in the wind, emitting an unprecedentedly soft glow.
"Though like ants, they harbor the ambition of swans."
"Though in the wilderness, they possess the hearts of innocents."
Liu Shen's voice was soft, tinged with gratification.
"Very well."
"Since you wish to go, then go together."
"I also want to see whether the hearts of the people of the Stone Kingdom are truly harder than the stones of this Great Wilderness."
With Liu Shen's approval, the entire Stone Village instantly erupted.
"Quick! Grab the weapons!"
"Bring out the ancestral wolf-tooth club!"
"Da Zhuang, go carry those best dragon-horn bows from the storage!"
"And those Rain Clan treasures we just picked up—bring them all!"
In an instant, the whole village was in chaos.
Villagers who usually only hunted and farmed now looked like warriors about to set out for battle.
Some carried huge, pale beast-bone clubs; others slung ancient, worn bows over their backs. Some of the aunties even picked up the stone pestles they used for pounding herbs.
Although their equipment looked mismatched and even somewhat comical, their expressions were more serious than anyone else's.
Seeing this, Shi Yunfeng wiped Little One's tears, helped straighten the broken halberd on his back, and tidied his small clothes.
"Child, let's go."
The old man looked at the child he had raised since he was young, tears streaming down his face.
"We elders will accompany you to seek justice!"
"The whole village will stand behind you!"
At the entrance of Stone Village, wind and sand began to rise, stirring the crude bone clubs and stone tools in the villagers' hands.
Looking at these uncles and aunties, who didn't even have a proper treasure yet were willing to risk their lives against the legendary imperial capital of the Stone Nation, said to have a million troops and countless experts—
Little One gradually calmed down.
He was young, but he was not foolish.
He had seen the terror of the Rain King and seen the sky filled with runes and destructive techniques.
He knew that although his grandpa and the others could use some runes and techniques, in front of true nobles, they were like paper.
"No… don't go."
Little One suddenly let go of the village chief's hand, shaking his head desperately as his small body retreated, tears swirling in his eyes.
"Grandpa Clan Chief, don't go."
"I won't go. I don't want justice anymore."
"Let's not go, okay?"
Shi Yunfeng froze and hurried forward to grab him. "Child, what nonsense are you saying?"
"Didn't we agree? The whole village will stand up for you!"
"That's right, Little One!" Shi Linhu, already prepared, waved his large bone club and shouted in a rough voice.
"What's there to fear? We people of Stone Village never fear death!"
"Whoever dares touch you, even if I have to bite, I'll tear a piece of flesh off him!"
"I'm not afraid of death!"
Little One suddenly shouted, his voice trembling with sobs.
"But I'm afraid you'll die!"
"Those people are too powerful. They have treasures, warships, and kill without blinking…"
As he spoke, tears fell like broken pearls.
Finally, with reddened eyes, he looked at these simple, kind uncles before him and said painfully,
"Father and Mother are gone."
"Little One only has you."
At this point, the sensible Little One broke down crying again.
These words pierced deeply into everyone's hearts.
The men who had been shouting about fighting and killing slowly lowered their weapons.
Looking at this trembling child, whose only remaining family in the world was them, these iron-blooded men instantly had their eyes reddened.
"This foolish child…"
Er Meng's mother turned away, covering her mouth as her shoulders shook violently, crying uncontrollably.
Shi Yunfeng was in tears as well.
He trembled as he reached out, wanting to embrace this heartbreakingly sensible child, but his hands shook so much he couldn't even grasp the patched beast-skin clothes.
"Sob…"
Even Qian Renxue could no longer hold back her emotions. She crouched on the ground, crying uncontrollably.
She thought of herself; though she was in Spirit Hall, she too had been alone.
And this child, to protect his only warmth, was willing to give up revenge, to give up justice.
At this moment, the entire Stone Village was immersed in deep sorrow.
However, just as everyone was drowning in this grief—
A sudden, boundless fluctuation erupted from the Daoist boy who had been standing nearby, sighing with emotion.
"Hm?!"
Daoist boy Dao Yi's expression changed drastically.
The golden decree he had respectfully stored away suddenly flew out on its own, without any summoning!
"This is…"
His pupils shrank; before he could react, the decree ignited in midair.
This was no ordinary flame, but the fire of the Great Dao!
Within endless golden divine flames, the decree turned into a rain of light.
This light did not disperse but instead rapidly condensed and reassembled.
Soon, an aura that surpassed the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, freezing even the eternal flow of time, descended!
Seeing this, even Liu Shen, who had always remained calm, whispered in shock:
"This aura… It's him?!"
"His true body has not arrived, yet his will manifests."
"He actually sent down an incarnation for this child?!"
Thus, before everyone's astonished gaze—
The rain of light finally condensed into a tall, majestic figure.
He wore snow-white robes, spotless like the purest existence in the world.
His black hair fell loosely over his shoulders, each strand seeming to flow with the brilliance of time itself.
Even as just an incarnation, even without a clear face, that transcendent presence—overlooking the rise and fall of eras—still made this world pale in comparison.
Standing there, it was as if he stood at the end of the river of time.
Behind him were countless lights of mortal homes; beneath his feet, the myriad worlds.
The master of the Primordial Immortal Court, Jiang Chen!
"Thud!"
The moment Dao Yi saw this figure, his legs gave out, and he knelt directly on the ground, burying his head deeply into the soil.
"Disciple Dao Yi greets the Master!"
"Welcome, Immortal Lord's descent!!"
This sudden change left the villagers of Stone Village, who still had tears on their faces, completely stunned.
Yet Jiang Chen paid no attention to Dao Yi kneeling on the ground, nor to the shocked Liu Shen.
His figure slowly descended, and those eyes that seemed to contain countless stars gently fell upon the still-sobbing child.
"Sigh…"
A soft sigh echoed, filled with boundless pity.
Jiang Chen stepped forward, walked to Little One, and placed his hand gently on the child's head.
His palm was warm, soothing his heart.
"Be good, don't cry."
End of Chapter