Chapter 226 (1/2)
Naturally Nan Xun knew that it wasn’t because of God’s anger, but rather the dry weather, and the jungle full of dead trees and leaves which were huge fire hazards.
Nan Xun quickly dragged A’Mang onto the Big Grey’s back. The bird hovered in the sky, and they were able to see the jungle’s situation.
The fire swept from the ignition point through the vast jungle in their direction. The fire was fierce and unceasing. These primitives who didn’t have fire precautions wouldn’t be able to stop it.
A’Mang looked dignified and said in a deep voice, “At this time, the dead trees have just sprouted and haven’t fully recovered their vitality. They will most likely be consumed by the fire.”
The portion of the jungle they lived in was about to be engulfed in flames, but all they could do was watch, as they were unable to contend with this natural disaster. This feeling of powerlessness was very difficult to bear.
Big Grey suddenly let out a long sad cry.
Nan Xun touched the bird’s feathers and comforted it silently.
Nan Xun’s thoughts were unknown, but her eyes flashed and she suddenly asked Little Eight, “Little Eight, if I use the Zuili’s technique to summon rain, it shouldn’t affect the main storyline of this world, right?”
Little Eight firmly replied immediately, “Don’t even think about it, it definitely will!”
Nan Xun was stunned. “Your mother, how can it be ah. Who will I be hindering?”
Little Eight explained, “This fire is one of the main events. The fire will burn down this jungle, causing Chuxue to take the nearby tribes to the South. She will ultimately create a new home in a place that is spring all year, so they can prosper together.”
Nan Xun couldn’t help but purse her lips. “So, we just watch this fire destroy the whole jungle and finally devour my and A’Mang’s home?”
Little Eight was afraid that she would be impulsive so he suggested, “You can set up a barrier to protect your and A’Mang’s home ah.”
Little Eight said that, but he didn’t actually expect for Nan Xun to take it seriously.
After returning to the treehouse, Nan Xun immediately said to her man, “A’Mang, quickly give me a bowl of animal blood!”
With a cold face, A’Mang looked into the distance. He didn’t ask much after hearing Nan Xun’s words. He soon bled the newly hunted deer.
Nan Xun bit her finger and dripped a few drops of her blood into the bowl of animal blood.
“A’Xi, what are you doing?” A’Mang’s eyebrows scrunched together. He was usually reluctant for Nan Xun to be harmed in the slightest way. Thus, he felt a little distressed when he saw her bleed.
Nan Xun didn’t explain, and directly handed the bowl to A’Mang. “A’Mang, you take this bowl of blood and go walk around this small piece of forest around us. Drip a drop of blood every ten steps until all the blood is gone. Don’t be dazed, go!”
A’Mang looked at her and saw she had a very grave expression. He was stunned, as he had never seen such an A’Xi before.
A’Mang didn’t ask anything else and left with the blood.
While he was away, Nan Xun began to draw the formation on the ground.
Fortunately, this world was full of aura. Even if there was no qi in humans here, Nan Xun could use this formation to manipulate aura, then use the animal blood and her own as a medium to set up the isolation formation.
Little Eight exhaled. “Grandpa was scared to death, Grandpa thought you were about to pour your blood into that bowl.”
Nan Xun sneered and said, “It’s just to isolate us from the fire. It’s not to isolate the entire Xuanwu Continent, who needs to use such high purity of blood as a medium? Stupid Little Eight.”
Stupid Little Eight: …
A’Mang ran in a large circle around a small piece of the jungle and their home with the blood. He vaguely guessed A’Xi’s intentions and was shocked in his heart.