Chapter 681: Xia Mang
Chapter 681: Xia Mang (Additional Chapter for Votes)
Fang Xing was certainly not a celestial deity.
He was the Creator, the Primordial God, the Supreme Deity!
He was the sky, the earth, the savage beasts, and every primitive human... He was one and many, he was everything!
But at this moment, his main consciousness was confined to a True Martial Token, unable to move, let alone sense the outside world.
However, as soon as an 'outsider' entered, he would know everything about them.
After all, the gap in their levels was too vast.
"You're not a celestial deity?" Mang looked very disappointed. "Then can you tell me how to prevent my tribe from starving or being captured by savage beasts?"
"I am not a god, and even if I were, a god would not fulfill every desire of a believer."
Fang Xing smiled. "No one will help you, except yourself... I suggest you start learning and thinking... In this aspect, I can offer you a bit of insignificant assistance."
He couldn't spread his martial arts, but he had no qualms about sharing civilization and other knowledge.
Civilization could suppress savagery!
Without a doubt, those savage beasts represented savagery, and they also carried a trace of Panwu's influence!
"Learning? Thinking?"
Mang was puzzled. "What is learning?"
"I will make you more learned than the eldest grandmother in your tribe, and for every ten days you spend learning here, only one night will pass in the outside world..."
Fang Xing smiled. "Remember... hold your True Martial Token and enter a state of deep sleep, and you will come here."
"True Martial Token? Is it that stone piece?"
Mang seemed to recall something, his eyes widening.
"Exactly."
Fang Xing stood up casually. "Now, let me teach you the first lesson. The reason humans are smarter than savage beasts is that they use tools and techniques..."
"Tools, like wooden spears and stone axes?"
Mang asked.
"Not just wood and stone. You must also learn to harness the power of iron and coal..."
"As for combat techniques? That's something you need to discover on your own..."
Fang Xing slowly guided him.
He didn't intend to overly interfere with the progress of this civilization.
Therefore, he planned to let Mang invent a new writing system on his own or, in the future, gather 'scholars' to create one.
He had plenty of time and didn't need to rush.
'Panwu's consciousness... is one of the most advanced 14th Realm Dao Lords, even possessing 15th Realm combat power...'
'If it wants to 'resurrect,' its vessel would need to be at least a 13th Realm Dharmic Master, right?'
'But this world is still in its primitive age. Though the savage beasts are powerful, they are far from the level of a Dharmic Master...'
After all, those savage beasts could be killed by ordinary humans with wooden spears!
Therefore, Fang Xing knew that his struggle against Panwu would be a long one!
...
Years later.
Xia Mang Tribe.
The former youth, Mang, had become the leader of the Xia Mang Tribe.
Using the knowledge he learned from the True Martial Token, he taught the tribe how to raise livestock, farm, and improve their weapons. He also absorbed other wilderness dwellers, and the tribe's population gradually grew to over a thousand, attracting savage beasts.
Chirp!
A two-headed black bird flew over the tribe, suddenly swooping down to grab a few figures with its talons.
Swish!
The talons flashed, only tearing through animal hides and straw.
It turned out that the 'prey' on the ground were just scarecrows!
Just as the two-headed black bird was puzzled, the surrounding cover was lifted, revealing a group of primitive humans with bows and arrows.
"Fire!"
Xia Mang roared, quickly throwing his long spear.
Whoosh!
The spear, like a dragon, was followed by a barrage of arrows, their tips forged from iron.
Thud! Thud!
The spear pierced the two-headed black bird, and several arrows accurately hit its wings.
The two-headed black bird let out a mournful cry, falling to the ground with a reluctant struggle.
"Leader, we've killed this savage beast!"
"The Xia Mang Tribe is truly formidable... The Willowwood Tribe I used to be in suffered heavy casualties and had to disband because it attracted savage beasts after exceeding a thousand people..."
An old hunter looked at the two-headed black bird on the ground, swallowing hard.
"Dispose of the body immediately... If we attract a more powerful three-headed black bird, we won't stand a chance."
Mang, now much more mature and carrying an air of authority, ordered, "Roast the bird meat and divide it into two parts. One part will be shared among all tribe members, and the other part will be given to those who contributed today."
"Yes, Leader."
The hunters happily agreed. Any extra meat was a welcome bonus.
Moreover, the meat of savage beasts was more nutritious than that of ordinary wild animals. It kept them warm and nourished, even in the coldest of winters.
...
That night.
After the celebration, Mang touched the True Martial Token necklace around his neck and lay down to sleep.
In the True Martial Token space.
"Teacher..."
Mang bowed. "With traps and iron weapons, and the best hunters in the tribe, we can only hunt the lowest-level savage beasts... We still can't do anything about those with special abilities..."
"Human strength is limited. It's naturally difficult for one person to drag an entire civilization forward..."
Fang Xing held a golden wine glass, taking a casual sip.
Although he knew many technologies from the interstellar age, it was a bit too much to ask a Stone Age tribe to replicate them.
So, he only imparted some simple techniques.
But what he truly wanted to inspire in Mang was martial arts.
Mang followed along, learning once more, then stood up and began to practice his martial techniques.
Or rather... combat skills!
The combat skills of the Xia Mang Tribe were derived from battles with beasts and other primitives, making them highly efficient, rough, and raw.
With the power of the True Martial Token, he gained a significant advantage, as ten days of practice in the spatial realm equated to just one night in the outside world.
Moreover, he had the benefit of automatic breakthroughs when he reached a bottleneck.
Hiss!
Mang’s breathing was heavy, like a giant python hissing, his chest heaving and his muscles and bones trembling.
Suddenly!
He swung his axe, the movement as swift as lightning.
“I’ve broken through!”
Mang’s eyes lit up. “I was already the strongest warrior in the tribe… and now, with this breakthrough in combat skills… perhaps I can refine and pass them on to my fellow tribesmen.”
“This is your decision, and I won’t interfere.”
Fang Xing smiled. “But, do you think your breakthrough today… was a bit too quick?”
“A bit too quick?”
Mang stared, wide-eyed. “Indeed… I thought it would take me thirty days and nights to break through… but I never expected it to happen so soon.”
“Clearly, you’ve consumed something quite potent.”
Fang Xing said, “Look at your hands.”
“Huh?”
Mang lifted his hands, suddenly surprised.
He noticed that his palms and the backs of his hands had developed some strange black feathers.
Moreover, his claws had grown longer and his bones had hardened, as if he had undergone a mutation.
“Was it the savage beast I ate?”
Mang made a few clawing motions. “Not bad…”
His expression showed no fear or unease at the transformation.
In this era, primitives did whatever it took to survive.
A little mutation was no problem.
“Indeed, it was the two-headed bird you ate!”
Fang Xing nodded. “These savage beasts are powerful, and consuming them greatly benefits your blood and qi, stimulating martial arts breakthroughs… but eating too much of their flesh might also imbue you with a bit of their bloodline, giving you some of their traits.”
“That’s great!”
Mang’s eyes brightened. “Our human bodies are far too weak… a single claw from a savage beast can kill us. To become strong, we need to practice martial arts, kill savage beasts, and absorb their bloodlines to gain their powers… this way, humans will grow stronger, and one day, we will exterminate all the savage beasts!”
“About that… it might be a bit difficult…”
Fang Xing glanced at Mang, reluctant to shatter this primitive’s beautiful dream.
‘These savage beasts… are definitely summoned by the Panwu Great Dao.’
‘Do you think exterminating them will be the end? More powerful beings will surely follow…’
He could sense that the World's Origin, as the world evolved, was continuously growing stronger.
Thus, the beings birthed by the Panwu Great Dao would only become more powerful.
As for whether Mang’s methods would pollute the human bloodline?
Fang Xing thought humans were already polluted, with all creatures in this world subconsciously carrying fragments of Panwu and True Martial, potentially becoming vessels for their resurrection.
So, for primitives, an additional bloodline was no big deal.
On the contrary, if they could exterminate these savage beasts, it would be a good thing.
‘But, Panwu is me, and True Martial is me…’
‘In the end, it’s all an internal conflict… perhaps a special form of split personality?’
Fang Xing smiled and said to Mang, “You’ve gathered wisdom over the years and worked hard to develop this martial art… give it a name. Don’t keep calling it ‘combat skills,’ it sounds terrible.”
“Ah?”
Mang scratched his head, looking a bit simple. “Terrible? How about… ‘Xia Mang Eight Techniques’? I thought about it for a long time…”
“Why not ‘Xia Ji Eight Strikes’?”
Fang Xing rolled his eyes. “Just call it ‘Primal Martial Art.’ It’s the most primitive martial art, evolved from battles with nature and beasts.”
He didn’t directly participate in the development of the Primal Martial Art, only guiding Mang to integrate the tribe’s combat skills and refine them through practical experience.
Then, he continuously pushed the limits in the True Martial Token.
By now, it had become a basic system combining hand-to-hand combat, weapon skills, breathing techniques, and movement.
“Primal Martial Art?”
Mang bowed. “Thank you, teacher, for the name… I will pass the Primal Martial Art to every warrior in the tribe, hoping that one day, we can exterminate those hateful savage beasts!”
“I’ll be waiting.”
Fang Xing smiled. “But, if you encounter any special savage beasts, try to save some of their flesh and send it to the True Martial Token’s space…”
(End of Chapter)
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