The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

Chapter 1044: Seeing the Indigenous People

After finishing their meal, everyone sat around the campfire and began discussing their future lives once again.

With water and food available for now, they can finally focus their energy on improving their quality of life. After all, these big shots used to drink the finest wines and eat the rarest delicacies.

Although people are starving and will eat anything to survive, who wouldn't be happy to eat better?

So what's in front of everyone now is the task of making tools.

Qingwei, a weapon refiner, sighed, "As a master weapon refiner, I've become a mortal without any tools. For a moment, I don't know how to refine any tools."

Xiao Han then spoke up: "If we want to boil water, an earthenware pot will do. I know a little about the general steps and can make one from scratch."

Actually, she only vaguely remembered that it seemed like you had to first burn charcoal, and then use a clay stove to fire the pottery jars using the high temperature of the charcoal.

She explained the steps and principles, and these big shots, who weren't stupid, quickly grasped it and immediately decided to start collecting wood the next day to conduct the experiment.

First, make the earthenware pot so you can cook wild vegetables and not have to eat fish every day.

There are no plans to live here long-term, and no one is thinking of building a shack; they still sleep outdoors.

Xiao Han felt that the main reason was that even though their bodies had been transformed into mortals by the special space, their resistance must still be extremely strong. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been possible that Old Man Yu was stung by a scorpion, and Ling Xiao was bitten by a poisonous snake, yet they only suffered minor pain without dying.

So even though they were shivering from the cold every night, none of them caught a cold.

However, after leaving the desert area, the nighttime temperature rose day by day. They now sleep outdoors, and although it's still a bit cold, they no longer shiver.

Xiao Han chose a spot with thick grass, covered a clod of earth with a large plant leaf, and used the clod of earth, which was raised above the ground, as a pillow, ready to sleep.

They had wolf skins to use as blankets, so they didn't have to sleep huddled around the fire.

Ling Xiao's right hand was injured, so he could only sleep next to Xiao Han.

But he still wanted to use his good left hand to hold Xiao Han as they slept.

Before, when there were no pillows, Xiao Han would use his arm as a pillow and wouldn't refuse. But now that there's a pillow made of clods of earth, she doesn't want to use his arm as a pillow anymore.

She gently placed Ling Xiao's outstretched arm beside him, looking very concerned for him, and said, "You are now in a mortal body. It would be uncomfortable for you to rest your head on your arm every day. I have a pillow now, so you don't need it. You should rest well and take care of your health."

Ling Xiao didn't insist any further. Instead, he waited until Xiao Han had covered the two of them with the wolf skin and settled down before whispering, "Do you think I'm incompetent?"

His voice was muffled, clearly indicating that he was in a bad mood.

Xiao Han turned her head to look at him, somewhat surprised, and asked, "What makes you say that?"

Ling Xiao gazed at the sky, and a rare look of sadness appeared on his usually bright and cheerful face.

"After falling into this mustard seed space, I couldn't endure this kind of hardship at first. Later, I didn't have any survival skills, and then I was accidentally bitten by a snake. I can only be a burden. Don't you think I'm useless?"

Xiao Han laughed and said, "You are the youngest God Emperor, who dares to say you are useless? This mustard seed space is only for three years. After that, no one will still be a mortal. So what if you don't have the survival skills of a mortal?"

Ling Xiao's lips moved, but he didn't say anything more.

Xiao Han didn't take it to heart, and just said, "Don't overthink it, go to sleep."

Today was another tiring day for her; she was exhausted.

After a while, Ling Xiao heard Xiao Han's rhythmic breathing and knew that she had fallen asleep. He then tilted his head and, by the bright starlight and the nearby firelight, carefully examined Xiao Han's features.

To be honest, Xiao Han wasn't the kind of woman who would be stunningly beautiful. In the world of cultivation, where beauties were everywhere, she was only considered average. But at this moment, Ling Xiao felt that Xiao Han was more beautiful than any other woman.

From the moment he entered the Mustard Seed Space, Xiao Han behaved so exceptionally well, displaying intelligence and kindness, and doing his best to help everyone. In contrast, he himself was truly utterly useless.

Ling Xiao felt that after spending three years in this mustard seed space, he probably wouldn't have a good impression of Xiao Han at all.

Fortunately, she was right about one thing: even outside the Mustard Seed Space, he was still the youngest God Emperor, and he was still qualified to stand by her side.

He turned to face Xiao Han, gazing quietly at her sleeping face, his eyes filled with a tenderness he himself hadn't even realized.

It wasn't their turn to keep watch tonight, so they could rest peacefully.

The next morning, the first thing the person who woke up did was run to check the fish basket.

Xiao Han was startled awake by the noise and hurriedly got up.

She casually combed his hair with her fingers and then tied it up. Ling Xiao was still fast asleep, so Xiao Han didn't wake him. She quietly got up and covered him with the wolf skin.

Seven fish baskets were set into the river, indicating a bountiful harvest, as the cultivators collecting the fish baskets were all beaming with joy.

Xiao Han washed her face on a large rock by the river. Since her robes didn't get wet, she couldn't wipe her face and could only let it air dry.

Qingwei's lotus-shaped headdress has now become the team's main tool.

It's the one that skins wolves, snakes, and rabbits; it's the one that butchers and debones them; and now it's the one that kills fish.

The sleeping cultivators gradually got up, and Ling Xiao also woke up, but he lay there with his eyes open and didn't move.

The main reason is that his hand was bitten by a snake and hasn't healed yet, so no one needs him to do anything.

Xiao Han, Granny Liu, and others were washing the fish, while Fatty Wang was removing the fishy smell and adding flavor. Some of the others went to gather firewood, while others went to dig up earthworms to use as bait.

The riverbank was bustling with activity.

As long as they can fill their stomachs, these big shots might actually develop a desire to make games.

Croton flew high into the sky, intending to stretch out before returning for breakfast.

However, when it saw the scene on the other side of the river, it was so frightened that it swooped down and landed next to Xiao Han.

“Youren, Youren....."

Xiao Han didn't understand at first, mainly because after Ba Dou turned into a common bird, his tongue became less flexible and his pronunciation became unclear.

Seeing her bewildered expression, Ba Dou became even more anxious.

It flew up and called out towards the opposite bank, "Youren, Youren..."

Xiao Han quickly stood up and looked towards the opposite bank.

But the opposite bank was covered with tall trees and shrubs, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

She hurriedly ran ashore to see.

Ba Dou's voice also startled the other cultivators, and everyone put down what they were doing and looked towards the opposite bank.

At this point, there was no need for Ba Dou to say anything more; everyone had noticed the swaying of the thorn bushes on the opposite bank.

Soon, these people emerged from the thorn bushes and stood on the riverbank.

Upon seeing that there were at least several dozen people dressed in coarse linen clothes and carrying long spears sharpened from tree branches, the great cultivators were stunned.