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Immortal Patriarch: Strength in the Family's Vitality (Web Novel) - Chapter 2044: Divine Envoy? Guidance from the Ancestors! (Part 2)
Chapter 2044: Divine Envoy? Guidance from the Ancestors! (Part 2)
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Su Xiaowan looked at the food in the basket, lost in thought.Luo Qingchen also felt a trace of warmth in his heart.
Perhaps the situation wasn’t as bad as he thought.
In order to understand the situation better and to let Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan relax, Luo Qingchen decided to take a walk.
Of course, he didn’t forget the Elder’s warning, only staying in the outer area of the tribe.
He continued to hold Bai Ling’er.
The little girl was so light that holding her felt like she weighed nothing, yet it gave him peace of mind.
As soon as they stepped out of the stone house, they immediately attracted everyone’s gaze.
Those Jianan tribespeople who were working all stopped what they were doing.
Whispers echoed in waves.
Those stares were filled with curiosity, vigilance, and undisguised rejection.
Luo Qingchen remained expressionless, ignoring the looks directed at him.
He just walked quietly, observing this peculiar underground settlement.
The architecture here was very rugged, built from locally sourced enormous stones.
The Crystal Stones embedded in the dome emitted a gentle, everlasting light, illuminating the entire space as bright as daylight.
The air was filled with a strange scent of plants and the fragrance of the earth.
Everything seemed so primitive, yet harmonious.
As they continued walking, they arrived at the village’s central plaza.
The plaza was large, with its ground paved with massive green stone slabs.
In the center of the plaza stood an incredibly towering Totem Pole.
The Totem Pole was carved from a single, unknown giant tree, towering into the sky, almost touching the Crystal Stones on the dome.
It was adorned with countless intricate and ancient patterns, depicting various peculiar creatures and scenes of the Jianan people hunting and performing rituals.
An aura of desolation, antiquity, and sanctity emanated from the Totem Pole, enveloping the entire plaza.
All the Jianan tribespeople, when passing by the Totem Pole, would stop, bow, and show a look of reverence.
Here, it was clearly the spiritual emblem of their tribe.
The core of their beliefs.
Luo Qingchen’s gaze was also drawn to this magnificent Totem Pole.
He could feel that the Totem Pole contained a vast and pure power.
This power seemed connected to the land and this space.
Just as Luo Qingchen was intently observing the Totem Pole.
The Bai Ling’er in his arms suddenly stirred.
Her tiny hand moved unconsciously.
Immediately after, the long-dormant golden dragon-shaped mark on her forehead lit up without warning.
A faint yet extraordinarily noble golden light emanated from the mark.
Buzz!
A sound like a faint hum from the ancient wilderness resounded deep within everyone’s soul.
The enormous Totem Pole at the center of the plaza seemed to be summoned, and trembled violently.
The ancient carvings and patterns on the Totem Pole instantly lit up.
Rays of blue light rapidly flowed along the patterns, finally converging at the top of the Totem Pole.
There, carved was a giant bird about to take flight.
At that moment, the bird’s eyes blazed with brilliant blue light, as if it had come alive.
It raised its head to the sky, letting out a soul-piercing cry.
In the next moment.
A thick blue beam of light shot up from the top of the Totem Pole.
Simultaneously, the golden mark on Bai Ling’er’s forehead also projected a similarly resplendent gold beam.
The golden and blue beams intersected in mid-air.
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
Only a silent fusion.
The golden light, like mercury flowing, instantly enveloped the blue beam.
The blue light also gently accepted the gold, and the two perfectly merged, forming a wondrous and sacred sight.
The entire settlement was enveloped by this interwoven gold and blue light.
An indescribable, sacred, and peaceful aura filled the air.
All the Jianan tribespeople were stunned.
They stared in disbelief at the scene before them, oblivious even as their tools dropped to the ground.
Their expressions shifted from shock, to confusion, and finally to fanatical worship.
They all knelt down, bowing reverently to the Totem Pole and Bai Ling’er in Luo Qingchen’s arms.
They shouted something loudly in their own language.
"What’s... what’s happening here?"
Lin Wan’er and Su Xiaowan were equally bewildered, clinging tightly to Luo Qingchen, their eyes wide with shock as they watched the scene unfolding before them.
Luo Qingchen was equally shaken to his core.
He could clearly feel that Bai Ling’er’s True Dragon Bloodline was resonating with the power of the Totem Pole.
No, it wasn’t even a resonance.
It was a kind of... guidance!
It was Bai Ling’er’s power guiding the power of the Totem Pole!
This Totem Pole, revered by the Jianan tribe as divine, seemed to act like a vassal in the presence of Bai Ling’er’s True Dragon Bloodline, as if it were an official visiting its monarch.
This was incredible!
At that moment, Elder Jianan appeared at the other end of the square.
Behind him followed the young warrior who was filled with hostility towards Luo Qingchen.
When they saw the scene in the square, their expressions were entirely different.
Elder Jianan’s face, full of wrinkles, was filled with excitement and awe, and there were even tears glistening in his eyes.
His lips trembled as he murmured to himself.
"A miracle... this is a miracle!"
"The prophecy of the ancestors turns out to be true..."
And the young warrior behind him, Kael, was filled with disbelief and jealousy.
He stared fiercely at Bai Ling’er cradled in Luo Qingchen’s arms, his malicious gaze almost tangible.
Why?
Why would the tribe’s Holy Artifact react to an outsider?
Especially a little girl who seemed powerless!
Shouldn’t this be the glory of their Jianan tribe?
The glow lasted for a full quarter of an hour before it gradually faded away.
The Totem Pole returned to its original state, and the mark on Bai Ling’er’s forehead dimmed once more.
But the atmosphere in the entire square could never return to how it was before.
All the members of the Jianan tribe remained kneeling on the ground, looking at Bai Ling’er with eyes full of reverence, even fervor.
Elder Jianan leaned on his cane, step by step, shakily walking towards Luo Qingchen.
His bright eyes were now filled with tears.
He looked deeply at Bai Ling’er, then slowly bowed his hunched body to Luo Qingchen.
"Honored guest."
His voice, no longer through the Divine Soul, was in a somewhat awkward yet understandable language.
"Please forgive our previous discourtesy."
"You are not a calamity."
"You are the Divine Envoys sent by our ancestors to save us..."
Luo Qingchen was stunned.
Divine Envoys?
What is this about?
Before he could speak, the young warrior named Kael couldn’t hold back and rushed forward.
"Elder! You can’t trust them!"
Kael pointed at Luo Qingchen and shouted loudly in their native language, his emotions at their peak.
"They are mysterious outsiders! This little girl must have used some Demon Art to bewitch our Holy Artifact!"
"They will bring disaster to the tribe! We must drive them out!"
"Silence! Kael!"
Elder Jianan sharply turned, his voice sternly scolding.
His voice wasn’t loud, but it carried undeniable authority.
"Are you questioning the guidance of the ancestors?!"
Kael was overawed by the elder’s presence, momentarily speechless.
But the resentment and anger in his eyes did not diminish.
He glared fiercely at Luo Qingchen, as if to say this was not over.
Then he turned and loudly called out to the tribe members who were still kneeling on the ground.
A few younger tribe members, who seemed to be warriors, slowly stood up under his instigation, their expressions becoming hesitant and wavering.
The internal conflict of the tribe had been completely ignited at this moment, laid bare for all to see.
Luo Qingchen saw all this and felt a chill in his heart.
He knew that the trouble was just beginning.
Elder Jianan seemed to realize the seriousness of the situation as well, turning to Luo Qingchen with an apologetic look.
"Please come with me."
He did not explain further, merely leading Luo Qingchen and his companions away from this place of dispute.
