Chapter 531 Divinity (First update, please subscribe)

"Where is the Blood Shadow Witch?"

Xin asked impatiently.

"In the Dragon Tribe, I'll take you there tomorrow. Once we know what he does, there's no need to keep him."

The old man sighed in silence. Xin nodded and sighed as well.

The two were silent when the sound of a child being beaten came from the tree house in the east. Xin looked over and saw a strong man pulling a child's calf, hanging him upside down and hitting his butt with a wooden stick.

"Stop."

A roar came from his ear, which scared Xin. He looked over and saw the old man jumping up.

"My son is beating my grandson. Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

The old man said to Xin embarrassedly, and then pointed at his strong son and said, "Go ahead and beat him. If your mother sees it, she will definitely nag me again."

The strong man nodded repeatedly, looked at Xin in surprise, pulled his son's calf, turned around and jumped into the jungle.

"His power seems to be from the Dragon Tribe."

Xin asked in confusion.

The old man nodded, sat down again, pointed to his head and said, "This child's brain is like his mother's, it's not very useful, I will let him believe in the dragon totem, there are many people without brains there, he doesn't need one more."

It was the first time that Xin heard someone evaluate his own children like this, and he had a new understanding of the old man.

"Your children have all gone to worship the Dragon Tribe. What will happen to the Sketch Totem in the future?"

Xin asked.

"As long as someone believes in it and keeps it alive, it's useless."

The old man glanced at the Sketch Totem, and his expression seemed a little dissatisfied.

Xin was silent. Her cognition was constantly being broken. This old man was completely different from the image she knew.

According to her father, the third generation of the Herb Witch was extremely wise and had extraordinary means. He was a wise man with foresight, just like the second generation of the Tapir Witch.

But now it seems that he is smart, but a little shameless, and he doesn't respect his own totem.

The old man glanced at her, as if he saw through everything, and took the initiative to explain.

"Yi and I have discussed making the Dragon Tribe and the Grass Tribe the vanguard of the Fire Tribe's march to the East Road, so that this concept can be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In the future, whether they integrate into the Fire Tribe or the Fire Tribe marches eastward, it will be good."

Xin nodded, admiring the courage of the two and their loyalty to the God of Fire.

"But the Grass Totem and the Dragon Totem have caused a lot of trouble, and have rebelled several times. Do you know why I let everyone live in the tree house?"

the old man asked mysteriously.

Xin shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand.

"In this way, if those traitors dare to assassinate, it will be a lot of trouble, and the noise will be bigger, which is easier to deal with."

The old man said with a long eyebrow raised.

"Is the situation here so serious?"

Xin asked in surprise.

Although his father was assassinated, it was the first case in the entire alliance. From what the old man said, assassinations often happen here.

"High-pressure policy, this kind of situation is inevitable. If you dare to hit a rabbit with a stick, you must be prepared to be kicked by the rabbit. It's not a big deal. It will be fine after a few generations."

The old man waved his hand and said without much concern.

"Is such a policy really useful?"

Xin asked in confusion, "Why doesn't the Fire Tribe do this?"

"Of course it is useful. The Fire Tribe should not do this. The Dragon Tribe and the Grass Tribe will be integrated into the Fire Tribe in the future. The worse it is here, the happier it will be there, and it will be easier to integrate."

After the old man finished speaking, he seemed not to want to dwell on this topic. He looked at Xin and asked, "Which totem does your power come from? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Xin did not hide it from the old man and told him his experience.

"Artemis? Is he really a god?"

the old man asked in surprise.

"It should be, but I don't have any memory of it."

Xin nodded and said, "The memory was blocked by the thick fog of the fire totem in my mind."

The old man nodded, shook his head and said, "This is not a long-term solution. If it is really a god, it will be troublesome sooner or later to wake up."

"Why? Even if I wake up, I will still be me."

Xin said unconvinced.

The old man said, "Do you know why Yi and I dare to implement a high-pressure policy? Aren't we afraid that our descendants will change?"

Xin thought for a while and said, "Because of Yi's condition?"

The dragon totem is on Yi's body, allowing him to live forever. They are not afraid of changes in their descendants. Xin guessed that it was because Yi would not die and would not give up power, so no descendants could change their policies.

The old man nodded and said, "Yes, although the boy's brain is not very good, he can live forever and can suppress the two tribes forever. This is the fundamental reason why the high-pressure policy can be implemented."

A voice came from the east. The two looked over and saw an old lady pinching the strong man's ear and coming back. The child who was beaten before was eating a handful of small fruits behind him.

"My little grandson is smarter than his father and can take my place in the future."

The old man said this and brought the topic back to the topic, "I once told Yi that as He lives longer, He will become more indifferent and ruthless, and finally even lose his emotions, become unaffected by human nature, and then give birth to... divinity."

"Divinity?"

Xin asked doubtfully. She didn't quite understand what the old man meant.

"I regard it as a simplification of human nature."

The old man said, his eyes sparkling with wisdom: "When a person has experienced all the ups and downs, what will he become?"

"Indifferent?"

Xin asked speculatively.

The old man shook his head like a wave drum, and kept saying: "No, no, no, the description of indifferent is too superficial. It should be said that the person does not care about many things, from the bottom of his heart. He can only care about things that are consistent with his nature."

Xin frowned and thought, then nodded slowly to show his understanding.

"At this time, He will reveal His true nature, which is actually divinity. The glorious ones still value glory, the joyful ones still value joy, and the strict ones still like strictness."

The old man shrugged his shoulders: "They no longer care about other people's opinions, because they have lived long enough and experienced enough. What is left in the end is the self, the divine side."

"You mean, Artemis has her own divinity?"

Xin asked.

"Of course, according to your story, she is the child of the God King on the Mountain of Gods. I don't know how many years she has lived. How could she not have her own divinity? Since you have awakened part of her memory, you can always find the difference between her and you, right?"

the old man asked.

Xin immediately thought of a change, but she didn't want to mention it. It was too embarrassing.

"I've become more talkative. I used to be quiet."

Xin said.

"Being talkative isn't a problem."

The old man laughed. Xin knew he was talking about himself because he had been talking nonstop since he met the old man.

"You haven't recovered much of your memory, and it's still very vague. But as you recover more and more, your divinity will gradually return. You use your thoughts of several decades to fight against those of hundreds or thousands of years, and develop divine thoughts. Who do you think will win?"

Xin frowned. She wouldn't be so arrogant as to think she could win.

"Then I will go back to the Fire Tribe and ask the God of Fire for help. If the thick mist can suppress it for so many years, it can keep suppressing it."

The old man shook his head again, pointing at the dark green power that naturally emanated from her body and said, "This should also be divine power. Do you think the thick mist can still enter your body when the divine power is awakened?"

Xin's brows wrinkled even tighter.

"And this is not an advisable method. God's will will always awaken. If it takes the dominant position after awakening, it may not choose to merge with you when facing what you have done in these years, but completely destroy your memory. In that case, we might as well treat it gently."

The old man's eyes became serious: "Don't easily provoke someone you can't afford to provoke, that will not get good results."

"Is there really no way?"

Xin asked without giving up.

The old man frowned and thought for a while, and said: "I know too little information. Judging from the known information, there is no better way. I don't even recommend you to return to the Fire Tribe. Otherwise, if its nature is evil after awakening, it may cause a lot of trouble."

After listening to the old man's words, Xin pressed his stomach consciously.

"Are you pregnant?"

the old man asked in surprise.

Xin was startled by his question, blushed and lowered her head.

"Are you really pregnant? If you are pregnant, why did you come out? Your husband is too irresponsible, isn't he?"

the old man said.

"He didn't know."

Xin argued cunningly.

"Then he is even more irresponsible."

The old man criticized mercilessly: "He dared to make the eighth-generation witch pregnant and still didn't take responsibility. This brat must be a high-ranking member of the Fire Tribe, right?"

"The leader of this generation."

Xin said in a low voice.

The old man nodded and said, "The status and position match, but the responsibility is a little less."

Xin frowned, she really thought so.

"But it's okay when you grow up. I was notoriously frivolous when I was young, and I'm not a wise elder yet."

The old man said comfortingly.

Xin didn't nod or shake her head, and didn't respond.

"If I had experienced what Artemis hadn't experienced, would she be more humane?"

Xin suddenly asked.

"Probably, but as a god who has lived for so many years, she shouldn't have experienced anything."

The old man asked doubtfully.

"She likes women, so..."

Xin didn't say anything else, but the old man had already understood.

"She may not have a child?"

The old man said in surprise, "If that's the case, then it's very likely that it will choose to merge with you. Your child hasn't been born yet, so you don't understand the feelings of being a parent. That's an emotion that can't be given up."

The old man said, pulling his beard and thinking for a while, "Then you can't go back. The journey is too long and bumpy. If you really give birth to a child on the way, there will be no one to take care of it. The child can't stand the wind and snow, so you still have to stay. I'll have someone arrange a place for you to live."

The old man said, and he stood up, called his wife, introduced her to Xin, and asked her to help find a house.

Not long after, everything was arranged. His wife drove away the neighbors and vacated the house for Xin.