Chapter 1034: Supreme Alien Wild Human Race

This little girl was pure and radiant, very beautiful, with large, sparkling eyes full of spirit. She was a little older than Chu Feng, but likely less than two years old.

Was this some kind of supernatural mischief? The other youths were profoundly shaken; the little girl had appeared so abruptly that even they weren't sure if they could defeat her.

"Are you... an elder?" the little girl asked, her voice clear and crisp. A small dimple appeared on her left cheek as she smiled sweetly. Naturally, her speech still had a somewhat childish lilt, not much more mature than Chu Feng's.

"Indeed," Chu Feng declared, talking utter nonsense with a straight face, "this old man has reverted to youth and is now three thousand two hundred and eighty-seven years old."

Ji Hu, Pang Dun'er, and the other youths from the Ji clan felt embarrassed for him. He had been wetting the bed just a while ago; how dare he boast like this now?

The little girl sighed softly, "How pitiful. Your race grows old at over three thousand years and needs powerful elixirs to revert to youth. Your lifespan is truly too short."

Chu Feng: "?"

He was in the middle of boasting, only to be met with pity. Was this sarcasm or mockery?

He had to get serious and observe this little girl. Before this, he had been somewhat distracted, constantly checking for movements around them, suspecting Lin Nuoyi had arrived nearby.

She was a noble, a scion of a super influential family, or perhaps even a little girl from an ancient, long-standing evolutionary sect. Her soul light was exceptionally strong.

The more Chu Feng observed her, the more he realized she was extraordinary. He could almost confirm that she was one of the successors destined to be placed in the dragon's den to fight against the dragon cubs—truly remarkable.

"Hmm," Chu Feng continued, "when this old man was undergoing tribulation back then, an accident occurred. My Dao body was ended by a bolt of heavenly lightning, and I had no choice but to abandon my Dao fruit and rely on medicinal herbs to revert to youth."

Chu Feng stroked his chin, as if to stroke a beard that wasn't there.

When the group of youths saw him make this unconscious gesture, some were truly stunned, half-believing, half-doubting.

Ji Hu, Pang Dun'er, and the others were speechless. The little kid actually had the nerve to claim an accident during tribulation. They wanted to say, "You're so pretentious, you deserve to be struck by lightning!"

Such a tiny little fellow, yet he insisted on acting so old and dignified; it was too much for the Ji clan youths to stomach. Of course, they wouldn't expose him.

"Heh, what a braggart!" the youth from the Lei clan sneered, clearly not intimidated yet, his mind full of malicious thoughts.

"Shut up!" Chu Feng snapped.

"Yes, you shouldn't speak," the pure and radiant little girl also said. Her eyes emitted five-colored shimmering beams, and she glanced at the Lei clan youth, instantly causing his heart to palpitate.

What a joke! To be scanned like that by a two-year-old girl, and he actually felt pressure, a strong sense of unease. This astonished and angered the Lei clan youth, but in the end, he decisively shut up and said no more.

"That's right," Chu Feng nodded, glancing at him. "Young people are impulsive. Without experience, one speaks rashly and acts unreliably. Remember, silence is golden. Keep it up."

The Lei clan youth was infuriated by his lecture and desperately wanted to kick him into a bloody pulp, but when he saw the little girl's gaze, he held back.

Ji Hu, Pang Dun'er, and the other Ji clan youths were instantly impressed by Chu Feng, marveling that this bed-wetting kid could really boast and bluff people.

"Elder," the little girl began suddenly, "I actually have this illusion that I'm still someone else, as if I had a past life, and I often see many old scenes in my dreams."

The little girl suddenly spoke this way, appearing innocent and naive, yet quite humbly seeking advice.

Chu Feng almost asked, "Who were you in your past life?" because this was very similar to someone experiencing "womb confusion."

But at the crucial moment, he held back, muttering to himself, "A core disciple from a super ancient evolutionary sect truly isn't simple. So young, and already daring to trick me?"

He was a little disbelieving. How could he so coincidentally encounter a reincarnated person, and one who dared to speak about it publicly? This involved taboos; her clan members would never allow her to do so.

Chu Feng had to sigh. The child destined to fight the dragon race was indeed extraordinary, incredibly precocious, and actually wanted to trick him.

"Hmm, I see you are indeed extraordinary," Chu Feng said. "Come, let us two old fellows go and chat. We'll leave this place to the young people; let them have their fun. Who hasn't had their youth?"

After saying this, Chu Feng led the way towards the other side of the sinkhole.

Everyone was speechless, watching the two youngest children leave and walk away. To think they regarded the entire group as their juniors — how embarrassing!

In fact, some of the tribal youths watched the backs of the two children with longing eyes, truly half-believing, half-doubting.

In the distance, Chu Feng wasn't worried at all; he was confident. At this stage, Holly and the Temple Fairy were his backing. Besides, if things really went south, he could just find another place to stay.

He had always intended not to stay long in the frontier. If not for the Temple Fairy's lineage being able to supplement his innate attributes, he could have traveled far at any time.

"This old man is from the Human Race," Chu Feng said, hands clasped behind his back, bathed in the setting sun with a sacred glow surrounding him. "I wonder which race you, fellow Daoist, belong to, and where did you come from in your previous life?"

"My clan is a branch of the Human Race," the little girl said with a faint smile, revealing a clue as she observed Chu Feng's expression.

Chu Feng was startled, then his heart turned solemn. The so-called "branch of the Human Race" was a polite term used by some clans, but in reality, it represented an extremely terrifying and transcendent status.

In ancient times, during a very old and prosperous period in the Yang Realm, some supreme evolutionary families had separated from the Human Race, declaring themselves their own race.

They all possessed astonishing talents; their ancestors had evolved incredibly powerful bloodlines that could be well inherited by their descendants, placing them far above others.

For example, the Warrior Race, whose limbs and bones flowed with purple blood, whose bloodline power was paramount, allowing them to traverse the primordial lands, a headache and terror to others.

Also, some clans had children born with a heavenly eye, possessing unrivaled eye techniques that could destroy enemies with a mere glance, calling themselves the Heavenly Eye Race.

There was also the Celestial Race, whose blood was dark yellow, and the Immortal Race, naturally enveloped in immortal mist, and so on.

These were all Human Race groups that had branched off back then. Later generations collectively referred to them as the "Exotic Desolation Human Race," a name that highlighted their extraordinary origins from a specific ancient period and revealed the nobility of their status. After branching off, they were said to have ascended to the highest heavens.

Now, some of these Exotic Desolation Human Race groups, to show humility, would say they were a branch of the Human Race. However, more often, they wouldn't mention it at all, no longer considering themselves members of the Human Race.

In fact, outwardly, some of these clans had indeed changed significantly after their evolution, developing their own distinct features such as a vertical eye on the forehead, supreme heavenly wings, three heads and six arms, and so on.

Chu Feng had heard similar rumors in the Underworld, but they weren't this detailed, as the source itself was in the primordial lands of the Yang Realm.

He could only lament that at a certain period, the Human Race was too prosperous. The so-called Exotic Desolation Human Race were once ultimate Human Race families, the strongest legacies. However, because they were too powerful and believed themselves to be transcendent, they separated, drawing a clear line between themselves and ordinary humans.

He didn't know what rank his Human King bloodline would be among the Exotic Desolation Human Race, or if it was strong enough.

However, Chu Feng was also somewhat surprised. He seemed to have never heard of a "Human King bloodline" among the Exotic Desolation Human Race. Could it be that they weren't among those who separated?

One shouldn't forget their roots. Chu Feng actually hoped that the ancestors of this branch had not separated to become members of the Exotic Desolation Human Race.

"Unexpectedly, fellow Daoist, you have such a grand background, originating from the Exotic Desolation Human Race," Chu Feng said. "No wonder you can reincarnate. Remarkable."

As Chu Feng spoke these words, a sneer came from afar.

An elder, who had been enduring for a long time, couldn't hold it in any longer. He emerged from the forest and arrived at the spot.

"Grandpa Nine!" the little girl called out sweetly.

Clearly, this elder didn't believe Chu Feng was a thousand-year-old monster. Seeing him pretend like this, he couldn't stand it anymore and revealed himself.

Furthermore, he probed without concealment, releasing a wisp of five-colored divine light and sending it towards Chu Feng.

Chu Feng flipped his hand, and a jade tablet appeared in his palm. It reflected a small black fish, with runes blossoming and dark light shimmering.

This pattern was strange. Upon closer inspection, it was actually the yin fish from a Tai Chi diagram, floating in the void.

This was the jade tablet Holly had given him. She told him that if he encountered any strange situations, he should just show it; those who understood would naturally be wary and ensure his safety.

At the time, Chu Feng was still thinking to himself, "Does it only work if I meet someone who understands it?"

Holly gave him this jade tablet mainly because the nobles who had captured the dragon's den were building palaces near the Ji clan's tribe, and she was afraid Chu Feng might encounter some accident if he ran into those people.

"Oh, my apologies, it's actually you all," the elder exclaimed. "Your lineage is unbroken, and still in the Yang Realm!"

The elder actually had a solemn expression. After being blocked by the yin fish, he decisively withdrew his hand.

He said to the little girl, "Yingying, go wait over there. I'll chat with this young man for a bit."

The beautiful little girl was unwilling, but in the end, she left and waited in the distance.

Chu Feng spoke, "This old man is over three thousand two hundred years old, my junior. You might not be as old as I am."

In the distance, the little girl's ears were especially sharp. Upon hearing this, she really wanted to say that this guy was too shameless, still pretending and taking advantage of her Grandpa Nine.

The elder's mouth twitched. This kid was truly something; he actually dared to call him "junior"?!

He looked at Chu Feng and said, "You're still young." He even glanced at Chu Feng's legs a few times, and couldn't help but sneer.

Chu Feng's eyebrows twitched slightly. He really wanted to say that this old geezer actually dared to mock him.

It was no wonder. He was wearing Ji Hu's animal skin vest, which could pass as a coat, but it was breezy between his legs. This old guy could definitely sense that he was only wearing this one piece of clothing, with nothing underneath.

Chu Feng proudly said, "How am I young? I'm still a few years older than you; I'm bigger!"

The elder sneered again, "Little fellow, you are indeed still young. Come, tell this old man, where are your grown-ups?"

And his old eyes darted around again.

Chu Feng clasped his small hands behind his back, also glancing at the elder, carefully observing him. Then he calmly said, "How can a sparrow know the ambition of a great roc? As for how vast a roc is, a pot... This old man disdains to speak further with you!"

Not far away, Ji Hu, Pang Dun'er, and the others were dumbfounded. They weren't outsiders and naturally understood Chu Feng, knowing what nonsense he was talking. They all sprayed out the wine they had in their mouths.

The elder found it strange. In an instant, he probed the thoughts and feelings in the soul light of Ji Hu and the others, understanding the hidden meaning of "little roc" and "that saying." Immediately, his face turned as black as a pot; he had actually been mocked and teased by a little brat.