Chapter 1166: Communication Between the Illiterates

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

This kid had had a good life since he was young, and he had been playing around since childhood. Yet, his cultivation progress had never lagged behind, as if he could catch up with his brothers’ progress in just a few days of casual cultivation.

This illustrated the terrifying talent Little Fool had in martial arts cultivation!

Martial artists used to be troubled about breaking through to the king level, yet Little Fool broke through while playing at home!

He gobbled down an imperial decree and became a pinnacle, then quickly mastered the power of a pinnacle, demonstrating extraordinary combat power.

All of this indicated that Little Fool was naturally privileged and possessed extremely high talent.

So, Braydon Neal let his younger brother Little Fool choose the path he wanted to take.

Braydon whispered, “The path of the First Emperor is very powerful!”

“He didn’t teach me; I’m not going to learn it!”

Little Fool lowered his head, kicked a small stone, hands in his pockets, looking nonchalant.

He had always been like this since childhood.

Braydon chuckled and said, “The First Emperor said that you have to suppress the hundred schools and advocate the royal way. If you want to follow his path, you have to abandon other heterodox teachings, which probably includes what Emperor Soho and Emperor Togo taught you. Abandon everything and uphold your own path.”

“That’s different from the path you’re taking. Your path is to integrate all paths, achieve unity, and become one with yourself.”

Little Fool was not stupid; he followed behind his brother with his head down, muttering quietly.

Braydon stopped, turned around to look at him, somewhat surprised, and smiled faintly, “You have actually figured out my martial arts path?”

“Hmph, I’m not stupid. You’re cultivating the path of unity, merging all paths. To you, all martial arts paths in the world are just clothes to be worn. By achieving unity and merging all paths, you are achieving unity within you.”

Little Fool rolled his eyes, revealing how terrifying Braydon’s martial arts path was.

There were far more than three or five martial arts paths in the world.

The martial arts path Braydon was taking was the terrifying path of unity.

As the two brothers were walking and chatting, they soon got lost.

The three emperor figures left Braydon and Little Fool in the wilderness.

On the edge of the spirit sea was an area that martial artists had never ventured into.

It was a completely untouched wilderness area.

Moreover, the density of spirit beasts here was exceptionally high.

In this area, the green forest was dense and endless.

On the way back, Braydon even saw a spirit beast planting trees.

Although it was far away, Braydon clearly sensed the terrifying nature of that spirit beast.

It was definitely a ninth-level spirit beast with a horse body and deer antlers, an extraordinary species. It looked somewhat similar to the dragon scale spirit beast, but this one was extremely terrifying, highly intelligent, and was actually planting trees.

The area where it was planting trees seemed to become its territory.

And that’s not all.

Braydon also saw many spirit beasts moving around and groups of beasts in the distance.

Little Fool kept looking around as they were walking. He held a bamboo shoot in his hand, revealing shiny little tiger teeth as he bit down on it, drooling all over.

While eating, he said, “Brother, I can’t walk anymore.”

“We are thousands of miles away from the ancient city. This is probably a wilderness that martial artists have not stepped foot in. It is crawling with high-level spirit beasts. If we fly in the air, we’ll surely encounter attacks from ninth-level spirit beasts within 100 miles.”

Braydon stood under a tree, had Little Fool sit down to rest, and explained the situation.

Little Fool looked confused and said, “We’re so far away from the ancient city.”

“Too far away. We don’t need to rush back. There’s something unusual about this bamboo forest. Be cautious.”

Braydon and Little Fool were on the outskirts of the bamboo forest.

Outside, there were trees, but ahead was the bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest was vast, and there was no way to go around it.

To return to the ancient city, they had to cross this bamboo forest.

Little Fool touched a bamboo shoot with his hand and found it exceptionally tough, definitely a material for forging.

With great effort, he broke a bamboo shoot and wanted to use it as a stick to play with.

In the middle of the bamboo forest, a melodious flute sound echoed.

The flute sound was graceful, seemingly carrying a sense of lightness.

Little Fool stood on the ground, and the clarity in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a hint of fascination.

Braydon became slightly distracted but quickly regained clarity. The spiritual aperture at his brow emitted light, and his eyes dimmed. He said in a low voice, “Little Fool, use your mental power to protect your consciousness and close your six senses!”

With Braydon’s command, Little Fool’s eyes cleared up again, and he immediately became alert, saying, “Who’s trying to trap me?”

The strange flute sound could influence people’s minds.

However, from deep within the bamboo forest came a faint voice, “Guhu luyi, tan shang niguwa, waka?”

Braydon furrowed his brows; this was a language he had never heard of.

But someone else immediately became spirited.

That was Little Fool. With his hands on his hips, he started conversing, “Aba aba, bagaya ro!”

Braydon: “…”

Although Braydon couldn’t understand the words from deep within the bamboo forest, he could understand what Little Fool was saying.

Little Fool was actually cursing at the other party!

The gentle female voice rang out again, “Waka, dong dong?”

“Konichiwa!”

Little Fool kept responding.

Braydon’s mouth twitched; he knew that both sides couldn’t understand each other.

But that didn’t prevent Little Fool from communicating with them.

There were language barriers in communication between the two.

With a breeze and a gentle body fragrance, a girl in a green dress descended.

She stepped on the bamboo, with a slender figure and delicate skin like white jade. Her facial features were exquisite, resembling a figure from a painting.

She exuded an elegant temperament, like a vintage girl, with cloud-like hair coiled on her head and adorned with jade hairpins.

The girl had clear eyes, revealing a hint of curiosity. She asked with hesitance, “Martial artist?”

“Aborigines?”

Braydon’s eyes showed a cold light.

The ruins’ aborigines and martial artists were natural enemies.

They had both dyed their hands with each other’s blood.

They were fundamentally two different ethnic groups.

The girl nodded and smiled, making Little Fool stare at her, muttering, “So beautiful!”

“People from the Northern Army don’t marry girls from other races!”

Braydon reminded with a glance at Little Fool.

Braydon knew what kind of person Little Fool was.

Ever since they were young, Braydon had never heard Little Fool say that a girl was beautiful.

But now, he actually praised someone’s beauty!

Braydon reminded Little Fool again.

The Northern Army sons were not allowed to marry women outside the country.

Let alone girls from the ruins.

Little Fool mumbled and fell silent.

Braydon looked at the girl and asked softly, “Where are we?”

“I understand a little bit of English, and some others. I’m not very good at.”

The girl was very curious about Braydon and Little Fool, as if they were the first martial artists she had ever seen in her life.

Therefore, she was curious.

But Braydon was even more curious about her.

The bamboo forest was at least over ten thousand miles away from the ancient city.

Where did this girl learn English?

Did a martial artist enter this area after the 14th ruin opened?

But Braydon felt that things were not that simple.

It was probably out of Braydon’s expectations as to how long the ruins had existed.

Braydon was wary of the aborigines and asked softly, “I want to go back home using this path. Is that possible?”