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Qiong and Yiling were somewhat stunned by Luo Mengqi's actions. Just a moment ago, she had been vomiting, and now she had changed completely.
Sima Chuan crashed into a tree, letting out a muffled grunt. Le Wen approached him. Luo Mengqi quickly ran over, grabbed Sima Chuan, and angrily asked, "Why are you crying? Aren't you a man? If you're going to cry, I'll hit you until you stop."
Sima Chuan didn't respond, muttering to himself, "Peace, the peace I want, why can't I see it? For the sake of profit, they spare no effort even if it means great harm. Why? Why is peace so difficult? No, I must not let them continue like this. Absolutely not."
With that, Sima Chuan let out a loud roar and flew into the air. Although Qiong and the others didn't understand Sima Chuan's actions, they stepped forward to watch him.
Sima Chuan suddenly jumped down from the sky right into the battlefield where the two races were clashing. As he landed, the ground trembled violently, uprooting vast areas of vegetation and causing Ginseng Trees to crash down.
At that moment, neither race cared about fighting anymore; they all scrambled to avoid being caught in the chaos.
After a while, everything gradually returned to calm, but the land was left in ruins. When the Andi People saw Sima Chuan, they were filled with joy. In their hearts, Sima Chuan's appearance meant victory was assured; perhaps they could even take back territory from the Bonili Tribe. In contrast to the Andi People's excitement, Hill Chief felt more agitated. He had intentionally wanted Sima Chuan to participate in this tribal war but had been politely refused. He had secretly criticized Sima Chuan at that time but now realized he had misjudged him in such a critical moment; he felt truly ashamed.
The Bonili Tribe's reaction was different. They had witnessed the power of Sima Chuan's earlier attack and initially didn't know where it came from. However, upon seeing the Andi People's joyful expressions, they quickly guessed who Sima Chuan was.
Despite recognizing Sima Chuan's strength, Bonili Tribe's leader Sheng Deshi took a few steps forward with a worried expression and asked, "Are you one of the Andi People?"
"No," Sima Chuan replied bluntly.
"That's good," Sheng Deshi sighed in relief. "Then please refrain from interfering in our conflict."
Sima Chuan shot a cold glance at Sheng Deshi, making him nearly collapse on the spot.
"I am here to stop your so-called war," Sima Chuan said clearly but quietly enough for everyone to hear.
The Andi People were somewhat pleased by this declaration; on the contrary, the Bonili Tribe felt displeased and even resentful. They had fought hard to reach this point and were on the verge of winning; now he appeared and demanded they stop fighting. What was that all about?
Although Sheng Deshi was reluctant as well, he steeled himself and said to Sima Chuan, "Warrior, we..."
Sheng Deshi looked at the severed limbs of the corpses on the ground, then turned to his fellow tribesmen behind him.
"Don't worry, I will take care of your matters," Sima Chuan said, a faint blue light surrounding the injured. The wounded were astonished as they watched their injuries heal rapidly; even severed limbs began to regrow, accompanied by a sense of comfort. Both races looked at Sima Chuan with gratitude, their earlier anger and desire for vengeance replaced by a calm acceptance.
"May I ask how the warrior plans to resolve our issues?" Sheng Deshi respectfully inquired from the side.
"Yes, Sima Chuan, what should we do? We will follow your instructions," Hill chimed in, rushing over.
"It's simple: migration," Sima Chuan replied indifferently.
"This..." Both chieftains found themselves in a difficult position.
"This is the best solution. Besides, I will personally lead your people during the migration."
Hearing that Sima Chuan insisted on migration left the two chieftains with no choice but to nod in agreement, especially since he would be leading them himself.
"Alright, go back to your tribes and explain everything to your people. I will take my leave now," Sima Chuan said before taking off into the sky. He just wanted some peace and quiet to calm his emotions.
The next morning, Sheng Deshi brought one-third of the Bonili Tribe's members to the outskirts of the Andi Tribe's homeland. The Andi People were already aware of what was happening and were not in a panic; they busied themselves with their own affairs. Hill also brought one-third of his tribe's members to join Sheng Deshi and the Bonili Tribe.
Sima Chuan led both tribes southward.
At first, the Bonili Tribe was skeptical about Sima Chuan's abilities due to his youth. However, as they traveled further and encountered more wild beasts, their initial worries grew; they questioned whether their choice was right while also wondering if Sima Chuan truly possessed extraordinary powers.
But when they saw Sima Chuan effortlessly deal with those beasts on his own, their doubts vanished. After all, they had always avoided such ferocious creatures. As they journeyed on, both tribes began to interact more with each other; the atmosphere grew increasingly relaxed. They even joked about some of the beasts they encountered along the way.
After several hours of travel, Sima Chuan finally led them to a large river, where a forest stood nearby. He believed that clearing this land would make it suitable for their survival.
Thus, Sima Chuan began helping these people establish a new home and a new tribe. He assigned Qiong to handle technical and safety issues while Luo Mengqi and Yiling played around. Mina stayed close to Sima Chuan, chatting excitedly with high spirits.
In no time, a new race was born, known as the Sima Clan, led by a brave man named Wogale.
When the Sima Clan was established, Sima Chuan returned to the Andi Tribe to help solidify their community, providing technology to ensure their development was more stable. Similarly, Sima Chuan went to the Bonili Tribe and did the same. In addition, Sima Chuan reminded the three tribes to prioritize peace and not to initiate aggression against other races.
After completing these tasks, a period of quiet rest began. At this time, Sima Chuan lay on a Ginseng Tree, eating wild fruits while gazing at the clear blue sky.
Luo Mengqi and Mina often stayed by Sima Chuan's side when they had nothing else to do. Now they were also lying down, resting and enjoying the wild fruits, feeling quite content. Yiling was with Qiong.
Qiong glanced at Sima Chuan, hesitating to speak. Sima Chuan turned to look at her, smiled, and asked, "Qiong, if you have any questions, just ask!"
"Will changing the fate of these races have any impact in the future?"
"I don't know what kind of impact it will have, but when I saw them killing like that, I couldn't bear it. I couldn't just watch them do that. At that moment, I had a thought—to stop them and guide them towards peace."
"Peace?" Qiong was quite puzzled. If Sima Chuan loved peace so much, he wouldn't be so passionate about it.
"I don't know either, but my desire for peace is very strong—strong enough that I couldn't help but stop their slaughter."
Qiong didn't say anything further; she just quietly stared into space. She didn't understand why she felt this way; perhaps it was simply a feeling that Sima Chuan was born for peace or had been instilled with such thoughts. It was quite strange.
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