The saint starts out by traveling around the world with a group of elves.

Yin Cheng has always felt that he is quite useless. With his skinny body, even with iron tools, he can only fight a level one beast on equal terms.

Even because of his lack of strength, Yin Cheng was not efficient enough when doing odd jobs.

Besides taking care of the stone slabs that record the history of the Yin tribe, Yin Cheng’s favorite thing to do is to stare at the sky.

Of course, Yin Cheng was not just daydreaming, she was thinking.

Yin Cheng likes to think about all kinds of strange and bizarre things.

But all these cannot hide the fact that Yin Cheng is a nobody in the Yin tribe, an ordinary girl.

Is she the next witch of the Yin tribe?

Yin Cheng didn't even dare to think so in his dreams!

"Wu, stop kidding me, how can I possibly become the next Wu!"

Yin Cheng shook his head like a rattle, he thought his witch was teasing her!

"I didn't lie to you, Yin Cheng. In fact, the assessment for the next wizard had already begun three years ago."

"It was just done in secret. After a lot of observation, I finally decided that you are the most suitable candidate!"

The witch of the Yin tribe looked at the stone again, his eyes full of gratitude.

"What kind of assessment? I have no idea!"

"I can't even defeat a level 2 Savage Beast, how can I possibly become a witch?!"

Yin Cheng was a little excited. She realized that her own Wu was serious, which meant that she, Yin Cheng, was really the next witch!

"Because you are the smartest, wisest, and most clever."

"Yin Cheng, you did a great job just now. I am a little surprised."

Wu Youyou from the Yin tribe spoke, causing Yin Cheng to be stunned for a moment.

"Wu, have you figured it out?"

"Not at first, but I reacted later."

The incident just now naturally refers to the incident involving Yin Yun. Yin Cheng's performance did not have any major flaws, but the witch of the Yin tribe had lived for so long, and it was not in vain.

It is easy for old people to become spirits. After careful consideration, the witch of the Yin tribe quickly guessed the general idea.

"Wu, I lied to you."

"It's okay. There's no need to do this in the future. Just tell me directly."

"I lied. I am not worthy of being a witch."

"Yin Cheng, you are the next witch of the Yin tribe."

Yin Cheng fell into confusion and anxiety. Could it be that he was the only one who could be this witch?

"Don't worry, not now. There will be some time to come. I will teach you how to be a good witch."

“…Wu, let me tell you the truth. Actually, I am very timid and afraid of death.”

"I encountered a double-tailed scorpion not long ago, and I was so scared that my legs went limp. So I am not suitable to be a witch."

Yin Cheng was still planning to struggle, but she chose to expose herself.

"I know, it's good to be afraid of death. If you are afraid of death, you can live longer."

Yin Cheng chose to give up dejectedly, and there was no point in chatting that day.

"Wu, why?"

"Because I'm smart, wise, clever, and afraid of death?"

Yin Cheng asked a soul-searching question, but the witch of the Yin tribe just sighed and did not answer.

"Yin Cheng, I can't tell you the reason for now. This needs to be kept secret."

Yin Cheng did not continue asking questions. Her mind was a mess and she needed some time to think carefully.

Shitou listened to the whole thing. He was not in a position to judge whether this matter was good or bad, but he had a doubt.

Could the reason why the Yin tribe needs to keep it secret be related to the cold wave?

"Sir, I have a question and hope to get your answer."

"What does the cold wave represent?"

Shitou raised his doubts. The Yin tribe had records of history going back more than two thousand years. Shitou firmly believed that the Yin tribe must also have records about cold waves.

"A cold wave is a cold wave. When it comes, the Savage World will be plunged into a cold winter that will last for at least twenty years."

This answer is very perfunctory.

Shitou didn't say anything, but just looked at the witch of the Yin tribe quietly.

"Hey~! Shitou, I can't tell you."

"If you really want to know the reason, go ask the witch of the Xia tribe."

The witch of the Yin tribe understood it clearly. He knew that the stone must have a basis, and realized that the cold wave was not that simple.

But he couldn't say it, the news couldn't be leaked now.

"Yin Cheng, you don't need to ask too much. When you become a witch of the Yin tribe, you will naturally know the answer to this question."

After hearing this, Yin Cheng immediately didn't want to know anymore.

"Is that so? Okay, thank you for your answer."

Shitou didn't delve into it any further, but he could see that the witch of the Yin tribe could not speak.

But this is not without gain. The cold wave is a cover, or the cold wave itself is not important.

There are things hidden in the cold wave, and the witch of the Yin tribe has made it clear.

The next thing is easy. Just go to the Xia tribe tomorrow and ask the witch of the Xia tribe.

As for how to ask, it depends on the situation.

The next morning, the group was ready to go. It is worth mentioning that Yin Cheng would also go with them.

During the conversation last night, Shitou and Yincheng had already revealed Xia Qian's existence, and the girl's newly budding love was ruthlessly extinguished in one night.

Is Yin Cheng sad? Not really. Falling in love at first sight is not something that will happen to this smart girl.

It seems like it would be nice to have a brother?

Although he thought so, Yin Cheng still wanted to see Xia Qian. Of course, another part of the reason was that Yin Cheng wanted to go out and relax.

Today is a nice day, with clear skies and a gentle breeze.

It's a good day to grab a wife.

In the Xia tribe, Xia Qian was practicing his sword skills, and the persevering Wan Ding was watching from a distance.

In fact, he wanted to sit closer to admire it, but Xia Li, who was sitting next to him, wouldn't let him.

"You should give up on this idea."

Xia Li was in a good mood. The Xia tribe had recently made great progress in their research on the iron smelting technology manual, and the speed of manufacturing iron tools had increased significantly.

"Impossible, I only have eyes for Xia Qian in this life."

Wan Ding shook his head. It was impossible for him to give up. In this world, apart from him, Wan Ding, was there anyone else who could be worthy of Xia Qian?

It's impossible, okay!

"Xia Li! Someone from the Yin tribe has arrived. They are looking for you and Xia Qian!"

"The Sound Tribe said an old friend is visiting!"

An old friend is visiting?

Xia Li frowned. He did know a few friends in the Yin tribe, but what about his old friend?