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Chapter 608: Chapter 608 Joy Chapter 608: Chapter 608 Joy “Child!” Shi Yunfeng, trembling, walked up close, caressed Shi Hao’s face, this felt like a dream; luckily, when everything woke up, everything was still there.

For him, as long as Shi Hao was alive, that was better than anything else; nothing else mattered.

“Clan Leader Grandpa!” Shi Hao softly called out, feeling a bit emotional, smiling with tears falling, the elder had clearly aged a lot during the days of his “death.”
“Being alive is good, don’t ever leave again,” Shi Yunfeng’s voice trembled as he carefully scrutinized Shi Hao, from great sorrow to great joy, he was overwhelmed with emotion, unable to restrain himself.

Shi Hao supported the old man and wiped away his cloudy tears, saying, “Clan Leader Grandpa, don’t be sad, how could I bear to leave?

I’ve always been here!”
Without a doubt, this day Stone Village was filled with joy, everyone was exhilarated, and the whole village was extremely festive, filled with an atmosphere of happiness.

“Being alive is wonderful, I’ve missed every single one of you.” Back in the village, Shi Hao said this with equal excitement.

He was engulfed by the crowd, pairs of arms reached over, continuously touching him; to return alive after more than a year was a miracle.

“The heavens have opened their eyes, allowing Little Hao to come back to life, finally showing a miracle!”
“Haha… The children of Stone Village have such strong lives; even the heavens can’t take them away!”
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The people shouted, too excited to know what to say, and Stone Village was incredibly lively.

Everyone had come, children ran around like it was the New Year, with Ferocious Beasts and Scarlet-Feathered Cranes, ancient species they raised, causing chaos and excitement.

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Light wind came forward, tears falling uncontrollably, and he cried bitterly.

“Come on, let’s drink, and if we’re not drunk for three days and nights, it’s not over,” Shi Dazhuang, Shi Linhu, and other red-eyed people said, wiping away their tears before crowding around Shi Hao.

The villagers were as lively as if boiling over; smoke rose from every household as various delicacies were being prepared.

The water in the cauldrons boiled, the savory aroma of the meat drifting far away.

And on the fires, there was all sorts of golden, oily game, smeared with honey and shimmering, combined with other seasonings, making it excessively tempting.

There were also various berries placed in silver plates, continuously being brought over, either freshly red and glistening or brilliantly golden yellow, with a rich and fragrant scent, extremely enticing.

The children ran and jumped and shouted, mischievously gleeful, completely letting loose.

Since Shi Hao’s passing, it had been a long time since such a cheerful scene occurred, the adults were also incredibly happy, letting them run wildly.

“Come on, let’s drink a big bowl first to celebrate Little Hao’s survival!” Shi Linhu laughed heartily as he proposed.

They sat on the ground by the lakeside meadow, surrounded by various meats, wild fruits, and other delicacies.

From old to middle-aged, to the young like Shi Dazhuang, light wind, and the monkeys, the young generation, one could say people of all ages had gathered.

With a swoosh, gold light flashed as a calf-sized Lightning Dog ran past, bringing a gust of wind and crackling with electricity, chasing after Er Meng’s child.

“Goodness, these golden Ferocious Dogs are getting more formidable,” the adults remarked.

“Whoosh!” In mid-air, a Purple Gold Eagle swooped down, carrying several kids, creating an impressive gust of wind.

Everyone laughed, feeling gratified, all the young creatures Shi Hao had brought back from the great desolate were growing up.

Stone Village would become even stronger, everything was delightful, especially for these children, with Spirit Grass, ancient alchemy formulas, being “simmered” in the cauldrons from a young age, making their cultivation twice as successful with half the effort.

“Being able to sit together and raise a cup, to drink together, is truly so wonderful,” said Er Meng, sticking out his tongue, having already drunk two large jars of wine in no time.

“Haha… after being sad for more than a year, today the clouds have cleared, and it really feels exhilarating.

We must drink our fill!” the nasally child shouted, beginning to pour drinks for everyone again.

The crowd sat together around the fire, where various kinds of game were roasting, with the sound of the dripping fat sizzling on the flames.

Everyone was very happy, continuously raising their glasses and drinking until their faces were red.

“Child, do you still want to drink beast milk?

Uncle has asked someone to boil a vase of it for you, how about that?” The father of one of the monkeys, half drunk, teased him like this.

“Haha…” The group laughed.

“Don’t be shy, if you really want to drink it, we can boil a vase right now,” Shi Linhu and the others also joined in, not acting like elders.

Even with his thick skin, Shi Hao felt a bit embarrassed, showing an awkward expression, especially because there was a group of little ones watching, all giggling.

“Uncle Little Hao, is beast milk really that good?

I always thought it was quite ordinary.”
“Uncle Little Hao, does drinking beast milk every day really make you strong?

I drink it every day too, but it doesn’t seem too effective.”
A group of hairy children laughed in a strange way, holding back their urge to burst into laughter, joking with him.

An elder broke the ice and scolded, laughing, “You bunch of little rascals, all go stand over there!”
“I’ll tell you a secret, cultivating while holding beast milk in your mouth, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Don’t believe me?

Go try it,” said Shi Hao mysteriously.

“Really?” Some very young children believed him, scampering off to try it, but soon they came running back.

“Liar!”
“Uncle, you tricked us, I choked on the beast milk!”
A group of toddlers complained, very dissatisfied.

“Haha…” People laughed heartily.

It was destined to be a joyous night, everyone was relaxed and happy, even the aunts and grandmas had had some wine, almost drunk.

Shi Hao sat there, having endless conversations with the villagers, talking about the feelings he had while buried in the earth, and also mentioning the various experiences he had while adventuring outside.

Of course, what everyone talked about the most was the events surrounding Shi Hao during his year of hibernation, mentioning the various situations in the outside world.

Shi Hao learned of his parents’ whereabouts, understood the life-saving grace of the Five-colored Sparrow, as well as the various changes in Stone Country, feeling both joy and sorrow.

“Hairy ball, Little Red, thank you!” Shi Hao said, raising a toast to them.

The two sacred creatures glared with wide eyes, the names this guy gave them were really not welcoming, but on this day of great joy, they did not take it too much to heart.

“Woosh!”
A strong gust of wind blew as Auntie Green Scaled Eagle swooped down with three children, stirring up a big wind and landing by the lake.

These were some of the strongest Ferocious Birds in Stone Village and would become Guardian Spirits.

“Shi Hao, it’s so good you’re alive!” they shouted, rushing over and rubbing against him with their wings, displaying great excitement and affection.

Shi Hao was also very happy to see them, feeling as if he had been reborn, knowing living was better than anything.

He then asked, “What about the great red bird?”
“Searching for the Supreme Divine Deposit, still in the great desolate area.”
Over the past year, Auntie Green Scaled Eagle and the great red bird were the main forces, continuously searching for the Divine Repository in the great desolate area, with the Divine Striking Stone and Emperor Butterfly following them.

Their purpose in doing this was mainly to seek a heaven-defying fortune, to see if they could find things like Soul Resurrection Grass to revive Shi Hao.

Upon hearing everyone’s explanation, Shi Hao was both moved and happy.

He took a large wine jar, passed it over, and clinked “jars” with them for a drink.

“And me, me too, I was also searching for the Supreme Divine Deposit,” said the little white unicorn, drinking a whole jar of wine, then immediately spewing foam and lying on the ground.

This Ferocious Beast was quite extraordinary, having grown white wings, with the potential to evolve into a Primordial Pegasus, heavenly and superior.

However, its tolerance for alcohol was regrettably poor.

Everyone burst into laughter, watching as the children carried it away.

All were a little drunk, but still clinking cups, with countless stories to tell.

Shi Hao held a Jade Vase, gently shaking it.

Inside was some blood containing a complex character, green in color, which he observed intently.

“Stop studying it, drink now and think about it later,” Shi Dazhuang said.

“Right, Hao, are the injuries on your body really okay?” Shi Linhu asked.

“The curse has been lifted, and it cannot trouble me.

I still have broken bones and cracks in my flesh, but they should heal soon,” Shi Hao replied.

He hesitated, wondering whether to heal his injuries in the Lower Realm or to wait until he reached the higher realms.

Because the natural laws in this realm were incomplete, once he went to the higher realms, he would need to break his bones and reforge them with the laws of that realm.

“First heal properly,” the hairy ball suggested.

“That’s a good idea,” Shi Hao nodded.

“Kid, do you ultimately have to leave?” A group of people widened their eyes, showing their reluctance, all of them worried.

Being apart after a hard-won reunion was tormenting.

Shi Hao had just come back to life; was he going to leave again?

“Clan Leader Grandpa, Uncles, I will come back, we can definitely meet again, we will be together in the future!” Shi Hao comforted them.

“Once you go up there, coming back down will be difficult.

Will we be able to wait for that day?” Patriarch Shi Yunfeng said with sorrow, having just been reunited; how could he bear to see him leave?

“We will definitely meet again, just give me time, only a few decades, and I will find a way to come back down.

Clan Leader Grandpa, before I leave, I will refine Golden Cores for you.

Our Stone Village’s formula is a treasure that can help you break through by ingesting the cores, and at the very least, you can live a couple hundred more years,” Shi Hao said earnestly.

Still, everyone felt sorrowful, unwilling for him to leave.

“To refine that kind of Golden Core, you would need over a hundred kinds of Spiritual Medicine, many of which are rare and nearly extinct, hard to gather completely,” an elder said, shaking his head.

Now the villagers understood the value of the formula, but the requirements were alarming.

It was difficult to collect the necessary medicinal herbs to craft the precious pills.

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It should be noted that the last time Shi Hao exhausted all of Stone Country’s resources, he was only able to refine six Minor Nirvana Pills.

Though the villagers did not need such high-level precious pills, the required Spirit Grass would still be astonishing and in large quantities.

“No matter, I will definitely gather them all.

The medicine fields of those immortal great sects will surely not lack Spirit Grass,” Shi Hao said, his eyes shining brightly, with a hint of coldness.

“Are you going to trouble them?” the villagers asked, alarmed.

“Some people have made mistakes and must pay the price!

The reason the Seven Gods could descend to the Lower Realm was due to the blood sacrifice of the Venerables from those undying great sects.

Did they really think I’m unaware of their deeds?

The chaos and slaughter they’ve brought to the Lower Realm is too grievous—they need to answer for it!” Shi Hao declared.

A blood sacrifice led to the massacre of living beings, resulting in tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of deaths, blood flowing like rivers, bones piling like mountains, a horror to the world.

All of this was man-made, a deliberate act to allow the strong from the higher realms to descend.

“At the very least, those few Venerables should be executed; otherwise, I cannot be at peace.

I should visit their sacred places!” Shi Hao added.

(To be continued.

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