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

The witch of the Yin tribe is very special. To be a witch of the Yin tribe, one does not need to be very strong. Wisdom is the most important thing.

A small part of the reason lies in the magical weapons of the Yin tribe.

The magic weapon of the Yin tribe was destroyed a long time ago, but not completely. The magic weapon can still provide protection from the ancestors and be engraved with magic patterns.

But it could not be used in battle because the magic weapon of the Yin tribe was broken in half, and it was a broken sword that had lost half of the blade.

The ancestors of the Yin tribe spent decades trying to find the lost half of the sword, but in the end they had no choice but to give up.

That half of the sword blade was most likely lost in the abyss.

But today, this half of the sword blade returned to the Yin tribe so suddenly, which was equivalent to the realization of a long-cherished wish. The current excitement of the Yin tribe witch was the result of his control.

"Wu, it was Brother Shitou who found it!"

Yin Cheng naturally would not take all the credit for himself. The witch of Yin tribe hurriedly looked at Shi Tou, but Shi Tou did not pay attention to his gaze.

At this moment, Shitou was looking at a petite figure slowly emerging and fell into a trance.

"Brother Shitou, long time no see!"

Xiaoying opened her eyes, looked at Shi Tou with a smile, and said hello.

About ten minutes later.

"Brother Shitou, are you saying that there is a little girl named Xiaoying in this room, and she is the spirit of our ancestors, but only you can see her?"

Yin Cheng made a conclusion, but her tone was full of disbelief.

This is normal. If a normal person encounters this situation, they will generally regard the person who said this as a mental patient. It is already a good thing that Yin Cheng can believe Shi Tou.

She was now staring with her eyes wide open, trying to see where Xiaoying, who looked very similar to her, was.

Shitou's expression looked a little strange, because Xiaoying was now standing in front of Yincheng, standing on tiptoe to touch Yincheng's face.

"It's amazing, Brother Stone!"

After touching it, Xiaoying did not forget to look back at the stone, her eyes flashing with surprise.

No, no matter what, it is not your turn, Xiaoying, to say this.

Shi Tou silently complained in his heart.

"Brother Shitou, I have something very important to tell you."

"I had forgotten about this before, and only vaguely remembered it now."

After chatting with Shitou for a while after a long separation, and using Shitou as a bridge to communicate with Yincheng and the witch of the Yin tribe, Xiaoying's expression became serious.

Shi Tou also paid attention. He had guessed that Chu Yi let Xiaoying appear here, which must be closely related to the upcoming cold wave.

"Brother Shitou, I have never brought you into the dream, not because I don't want to, but because there is something wrong with my previous memory."

"I always thought I died from the siege of the fourth-level beasts, but that's not the case."

"The one who killed me was Yun, the only level 5 beast in the Savage Realm. I can't recall the specific details, but I am sure that I discovered an extremely important piece of information!"

"Brother Shitou, I will use my dreams to show you that short battle, but you only have one chance."

"You must find out what that extremely important information is!"

Xiaoying's tone was extremely serious, and Shitou's heart tightened slightly. Xiaoying actually died in the battle with Yun, and also discovered important information about Yun?

Shi Tou already understood in his mind what the important unfinished preparation that Chu Yi was talking about was.

Yes, that is the information about Yun. The Xia tribe only recorded Yun's name and knew of Yun's existence, but there was no record of what Yun looked like or what abilities he possessed.

If you want to see Yun, you have to cross the endless waves of beasts, which is already extremely difficult. If you want to bring back this information, you must be able to escape Yun's attack and cross the endless waves of beasts again.

This is no simple matter.

Shitou did not hide anything and told Yincheng and the witch of the Yin tribe about the general situation. After learning that Shitou could get the information about Yun from dreams with the help of the spirits of their ancestors, the witch of the Yin tribe spoke decisively.

"Shi Tou, feel free to try here. I promise that no one can disturb you!"

The witch of the Yin tribe took Yin Cheng away. Shitou looked at Xiaoying and signaled that they could start.

"Go touch the magical weapon of the Sound Tribe, the stone."

Xiaoying no longer called Shitou brother. Obviously, she also attached great importance to what was going to happen next.

Shi Tou took a deep breath, then came to the front of the sword and reached out to touch it.

The vision fell into darkness.

Far away outside the house, Yin Cheng looked at his own witch, seeming to be hesitant to speak.

"Yin Cheng, just tell me what's going on."

Although the witch of the Yin tribe was still immersed in surprise, he still noticed the abnormality on Yin Cheng's face.

"Wu, can the magic weapon of our tribe be restored?"

"Of course, after so many years of nurturing, as long as the broken blade can be found, the magic weapon will be able to recover on its own!"

The tone of the witch of the Yin tribe was a little excited. In a sense, this was a great thing that brought honor to the family. If Chu Yi was here now, the witch of the Yin tribe would have to kowtow to him.

"Wu, do I still want to be the next Wu?"

Yin Cheng's question was a bit strange, but the witch of the Yin tribe quickly reacted. After the witch weapons of the Yin tribe were restored, they could naturally be used in battle to protect the Yin tribe. However, Yin Cheng did not have that confidence, and she could not bring out the true function of the witch weapons.

The witch of the Yin tribe looked at Yin Cheng who had a conflicted expression and laughed.

"Yin Cheng, do you know where witch weapons come from?"

Yin Cheng was stunned. She didn't understand why the witch asked her such a question, but she seemed to have no idea where the witch weapon came from?

"Magic weapons are the foundation of a tribe. Actually, this statement is not entirely true."

"Without people, there would be no tribe. Without a tribe, there would naturally be no tribal magic weapons."

"Yin Cheng, you have to know one thing. For a tribe, magic weapons may be the most important thing, but from the perspective of the entire human race, the most important thing is always people."

"Witch weapons are used to protect the human race. There is such a story in the wild world. Legend has it that in the distant past, there was no concept of witch weapons. Under the threat of wild beasts, the human race could only struggle to survive."

"There was a powerful human named Wu who couldn't bear to see this scene. He thought that if there was a weapon in the wilderness that could protect the human race from being harassed by wild beasts, it would be great to allow the human race to reproduce and thrive."

"This strong man called Wu has tried many methods. He has traveled across most of the wild world without fear of hardship and has escaped death from the mouths of wild beasts countless times, just to find the materials to forge the kind of weapons that can protect the human race."

"It's a pity that he failed and dragged his broken body back to the tribe, but he was unwilling to accept that the human race would be slaughtered by wild beasts and gradually die out."

"It would be great if I could become a weapon to protect the human race."

"With this unwillingness, Wu closed his eyes forever, but his flesh and blood did not rot. Instead, it was like a cradle, nurturing something."

"As time passed, his flesh, blood, and bones began to blend together, and finally gradually turned into a long sword. This long sword is the first witch weapon in the Savage Realm."

The witch of the Yin tribe looked at Yin Cheng, who had a dazed look on his face.

"Yin Cheng, the witch weapon is the first witch of the tribe. The witch weapon is not forged, but is made of the flesh and blood of the human race."

"Yin Cheng, you are afraid of death, right? I have also said that being afraid of death is a good thing. At least for the witches of the Yin tribe, it is indeed the case."

"Because the Yin tribe has a mission. If the war against Yun fails, the Yin tribe needs to spread the story of Wu and many, many stories like this one."

The witch of the Yin tribe looked in the direction of the stone, with expectation in his eyes. If possible, the Yin tribe did not want to shoulder this mission at all.

The Yin Tribe is an insurance policy, a fire tribe belonging to the human race, ensuring that the human race’s heritage will not be cut off.

Like the Xia tribe, the Yin tribe is a tribe that has never been discontinued, and the fundamental reason for this is also because of this mission.

Whether or not you can wield a magical weapon is actually not important.