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😍😍😍 😍😍 😍 The mountains are verdant. A vast, continuous mountain range stretches across the boundless land like a dragon's spine, teeming with lush vegetation and filled with the constant sounds of birds and beasts. From a distance, the protruding parts of the mountain range form five peaks, like five fingers reaching towards the sky. On a large, indented rock halfway up one of the peaks, a young man is resting in the shade. Beside him is a woven basket filled with medicinal herbs, emitting a fragrant aroma that permeates the air. The young man has delicate features, but his body is thin and somewhat frail. He wears a small shirt made of animal hide, and a string of white crescent-shaped animal bones hangs around his neck. His hair is somewhat disheveled, casually tied with a grass rope. He sits there, holding a scroll made of more than ten pieces of animal hide glued together, reading intently, shaking his head as he reads. "The barbarian tribe has an ancestor who created heaven and earth and mankind, leaving behind a legacy for generations... Those who possess barbarian power are called barbarian warriors, capable of flying through the sky, entering the earth, moving mountains and overturning seas... There are barbarian markings that connect to the heavens, allowing one to pluck the sun, moon, and stars..." The young man sighed as he read. "Without a barbarian body, how can I become a barbarian warrior... Barbarian warrior... barbarian warrior... Su Ming, you can only gather some herbs and become an ordinary healer in the tribe. Becoming a barbarian warrior is a distant dream." The young man mocked himself, putting down the animal hide scroll and staring blankly at the distant landscape. He had read this scroll countless times, almost memorizing it completely. "The sky is like a circle, the earth is like a square, boundless and limitless..." Su Ming murmured, imagining the world described in the scroll. Unconsciously, the sky gradually darkened, and faint dark clouds could be seen on the horizon. The mountain breeze carried a dampness, rustling the leaves of the numerous plants and trees on the mountain. The moment he saw the dark clouds on the horizon, Su Ming's spirits suddenly lifted. “Grandpa's calculations were indeed accurate; there really is ambergris today!” Su Ming's eyes shone brightly. He quickly stood up, stuffed the animal skin scroll into his bosom, grabbed the woven basket beside him with his left hand and slung it over his back. With a swift movement, he skillfully grabbed a nearby grass rope and began climbing towards the mountaintop. From a distance, the boy's frail body displayed incredibly tenacious strength. Like a monkey, he climbed more than ten zhang (tens of meters) in just a few leaps. Dark clouds rolled in from all directions, accompanied by rumbling sounds, as if the wrath of heaven was descending upon this mountain range. The dark clouds connected the heavens and the earth, a pitch-black expanse that rapidly approached. Su Ming climbed even faster now. Almost at the moment the dark clouds spread, he had already climbed to a position about tens of meters from the mountaintop. There was a large, protruding, strangely shaped rock, seemingly naturally formed, with numerous fist-sized holes. The overall appearance of this rock resembled the head of a giant python coiled and fused with the mountain peak. Below the rock were cone-shaped protrusions like fangs, a shocking and peculiar sight. Because it protruded from the mountain, it almost seemed to be suspended in mid-air, making it very difficult to climb unless one could fly. Su Ming held the rope with his left hand, took a small bottle from the woven basket on his back and held it in his mouth. He slowly moved his body a few meters in the opposite direction of the strange rock, causing the rope he was holding to tilt. He then gripped the mountain wall with his five fingers, his body pressed tightly against it, and looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, his eyes sharp and unwavering. A moment later, the dark clouds covered the mountaintop, and the thunder roared deafeningly. The strong winds raged, making the mountain range seem as if it were about to be uprooted. In the midst of the gale, Su Ming's fingers gripping the mountain wall had turned white, but he remained completely still, his eyes reflecting unwavering determination. The gale grew stronger and stronger, shaking the trees and plants of the mountain range, the sound like the roar of a giant beast. It swept up countless dead branches and leaves from the mountainside, filling the air with rapidly swirling vegetation. Even some large pieces of dead wood and small animals were lifted up, spun around, and thrown far away, their piteous cries lost in the howling wind. Su Ming endured the gale for a short time, and then the entire sky was completely covered by dark clouds. Amidst the thunder, large raindrops poured down, and in that instant, the whole world seemed to become a world shrouded in a curtain of water. The rain poured down incessantly, growing heavier and heavier. Su Ming still clung tightly to the rain-soaked rope, pressed against the mountain wall, letting the rain drench him completely, yet remaining motionless, staring at a protruding, fang-like rock beneath a strange, serpent-shaped rock formation. After an unknown amount of time, the rain continued to intensify, the world shrouded in a misty haze. The fang-like rock that Su Ming was staring at slowly began to ooze a black liquid under the relentless washing of the rain.

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