Enjoying the protection of the clan, one should always do something for the clan.
In this way, the outer sect continued to thrive and gradually grew stronger.
However, in recent years, a mysterious organization has suddenly emerged, seemingly dedicated to opposing clans.
Not only did they injure and kill several clansmen, but they also specifically searched for and plundered scattered survivors, which led to Li Sisui becoming the only new clansman to join in recent years.
Originally, whoever brought back new people was considered their subordinate, and they were under the management and command of that person.
Like an object, it was common for newcomers of low status to be exchanged and traded.
However, Li Sisui was rescued by the Sword Master, who was a special member of the Nine Dragons Sect.
They never claim new members, which allowed Seventeen and Eighteen to get a great deal!
Bringing Li Sisui to replace them would not only free them from the tedious and arduous work of logging.
Moreover, they can continue to stay in the clan openly and legitimately, enjoying the clan's protection.
People like the seventeenth and eighteenth members of the clan from outside the clan are not capable of leaving the clan to find new members.
Generally, clansmen who can bring back new members from outside are highly skilled, and the vast majority are members of the inner sect.
Most of the inner clan members are also happy to rescue and search for new clan members.
Not only can it increase the population of the outer clan, but it can also strengthen its own vassal state. Why not do it?
Li Sisui let out a long breath and kept repeating the deep breathing motion, as if he could get rid of all the bitterness in his heart.
Feeling the warm sunshine on my skin, and putting everything else aside for the moment, it feels so good to be alive!
Life is truly wonderful and wondrous. Despite the many dangers and hardships we face, its purity and beauty cannot be concealed.
Li Sisui lay quietly on the ground, feeling the cool mountain wind blowing by, the scent of tree sap and soil still lingering in his nostrils.
Listening to the unknown sounds coming from all directions, I felt an unprecedented sense of peace within me.
Those unknown voices seemed to be composing a hymn to life; they were not noisy at all, but rather exceptionally pleasant to hear.
Regardless, Li Sisui will eventually have to accept this world, face this world, and defend her right to live in this strange and unknown world!
That day, Li Sisui, as usual, went to the edge of the cliff to start his logging work.
Not far away, an old man dressed in hemp clothing sat upright.
Li Sisui was quite familiar with this old man. He had been logging nearby from the beginning, and judging from his attire, he was probably similar to Li Sisui and had also been assigned to work here.
Li Sisui learned from his experience and became more reserved, keeping to himself and focusing on his work.
Although they had been living close to the old man for more than three months, they had not spoken a single word to each other.
This cannot be blamed on Li Sisui. After all, given what he had experienced before, even though he was in a sect, it was clearly not a place where he could act recklessly.
The old man in hemp clothing, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them when he heard someone approaching. Seeing Li Si carrying two sharp stones towards a tree about three people could barely encircle on the edge of the cliff, he hurriedly called out, half-laughing, half-crying:
"Scarface, Scarface, put those two stones down and come here for a second!"
Li Si stopped and looked at the old man in hemp clothing with some confusion.
Regarding how he addressed himself, I didn't notice anything unusual on my face, and since I rarely interacted with others, there was nothing unusual about it.
It wasn't until one day when I was passing by the lake and looked at my reflection in the water that I realized that a large black spot had appeared on my face without my noticing.
It feels like normal skin, except that dark spots neatly cover half of the left side of the face, as if it were born that way.
Li Sisui's originally plain features became grotesque and terrifying against the backdrop of dark spots. Even he was startled when he first saw him, let alone a stranger he was meeting for the first time.
This added a touch of inferiority complex, making his originally somewhat aloof and taciturn nature seem more reasonable.
Li Sisui approached the old man in hemp clothing, but of course, he did not put down the two sharp stones in his hands as the old man had asked.
After all, Li Sisui had spent a lot of effort picking these two stones out from the pile of rocks, so how could he just throw them away?
The old man in hemp clothing looked at Li Sisui as he approached carrying two stones, and said with a helpless sigh, rubbing his forehead with his left hand:
"Put the stone down first. I really can't stand it anymore. Judging from your posture, are you planning to smash that tree?"
"We asked you to come and cut down trees, but did we specifically ask you to cut down trees that thick?"
"Look around, besides you cutting down trees so diligently, who else is doing this?"
The old man in hemp clothing bombarded Li Sisui with a series of questions, leaving him completely bewildered. After thinking about it carefully, something seemed off.
There were a dozen or so people scattered around the cliff edge; if they were all logging normally, it would be a bustling scene.
But the reality is that apart from me sweating profusely, everyone else seems to be doing their own thing, occasionally casting strange glances at me. Although there is no verbal communication, those glances are as if they are looking at an idiot!
The old man in hemp clothing looked at the somewhat bewildered Li Sisui and laughed so hard he could barely breathe, saying:
“I’ve lived here for decades, and this is the first time I’ve seen someone so honest. I just couldn’t stand it anymore. Didn’t you take a closer look at the leaves I gave you before you came here?”
Li Sisui said, completely bewildered:
"Leaves? What's so interesting about leaves? I initially thought they were edible, but then I found they tasted bitter and were hard to swallow, so I threw them away!"
The old man in hemp clothing stared wide-eyed and said, word by word:
"Are you trying to make me laugh to death because you think I'm too old? Haha, those leaves were cultivation incantations, you silly boy! Cultivation incantations written on leaves, haha, you ate them, haha!"
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