After handing it over to the system, the three brothers knelt down and begged for forgiveness

Agula frowned slightly and pointed at a peculiarly shaped stone axe hanging on the wall of the stone house. He said, "It is said that the Chosen One possesses extraordinary power. This stone axe is a sacred object left by our tribe's ancestors. No one has ever been able to remove it. I wonder if you would like to give it a try?"

This stone axe looks ordinary, but it is actually fixed to the wall by Agula using a special method. It requires great strength and special skills to remove it. This is his test of Nanqiao.

Nan Qiao looked up at the peculiarly shaped stone axe on the wall. It was stained with mottled colors by the years, and there were faint mysterious patterns on the axe blade.

Nan Qiao guessed that the chosen one they were talking about was someone with special abilities. She was already in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, so wouldn't it be easy for her to take down an axe?

She walked forward a few steps, stopped under the stone axe, and looked up slightly.

Nan Qiao's face was calm. He slowly raised his right hand and reached towards the stone axe.

The moment her hand touched the stone axe, a spiritual power surged out from her palm and wrapped around the stone axe like a silk thread.

Nan Qiao frowned slightly, concentrated his energy, and continuously output spiritual power, starting to fight against the unknown restraining force on the stone axe.

The atmosphere in the stone house seemed to be frozen. Kamu clenched his fists nervously, while Agula watched Nanqiao's every move with deep eyes.

As her spiritual power grew stronger, Nan Qiao's hair began to flutter gently and her clothes rustled.

Suddenly, a sharp light flashed in Nan Qiao's eyes. She shouted softly and exerted force with her hands. The spiritual power broke through the confinement of the stone axe like a surging wave.

The stone axe trembled slightly, and then loosened. Under the surprised gaze of everyone, Nan Qiao took the stone axe steadily, held it in his hand and waved it lightly. The stone axe cut through the air, making a whistling sound.

When Nan Qiao held the stone axe steadily in his hand, the stone house suddenly became silent, followed by a burst of exclamations.

Kamu's eyes widened, and the look of disbelief on his face instantly turned into fanatical admiration. He was so excited that his lips trembled, and he kept muttering, "The Chosen One, it really is the Chosen One!"

The tribesmen who were curiously sticking their heads in to look outside also showed delighted expressions.

Several young tribesmen had excitement glittering in their eyes, and they unconsciously moved forward, wanting to see this magical scene more closely.

A hint of astonishment flashed across the leader Agula's originally deep and majestic eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile of relief and awe.

He took a step forward, his resounding voice echoing through the stone house: "It is indeed the Chosen One who has arrived! This is a great blessing for our Stone Tribe!"

His words seemed to ignite the fire in everyone's hearts, and cheers and exclamations intertwined.

The entire stone house was enveloped in this warm atmosphere, as if even the ancient stone walls were trembling at Nan Qiao's feat.

When Taru heard the leader's words, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes and his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to refute, but when he saw Agula's majestic look, he swallowed his words back.

His knuckles turned white from the force of his clenched fists. He was filled with resentment, but he could only suppress this emotion silently, like a suppressed angry beast.

Agula showed a relieved smile on his face. He bowed deeply to Nan Qiao, then led everyone to kneel on one knee, put his right hand on his chest, and performed a solemn salute to Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao saw this and hurried forward, reaching out to help them up, his eyes full of sincerity: "I don't know if I am the chosen one you are talking about."

"I need a tribe to stay with me now. Don't worry, if the tribe needs my help in the future, you can come to me."

After hearing this, Agula nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of gratitude and respect for Nan Qiao.

He turned to Kamu and said, "Kamu, take a few people with you and help Qiao Qiao build a stone house to live in. Choose the best place and use the strongest stones. Don't let the Chosen One down."

Kamu responded and left the stone house with a few young and strong tribesmen to prepare a place for Nanqiao.

Nan Qiao followed Kamu and the others to choose a location for the stone house. They walked around the tribe and finally Nan Qiao chose a place with a small hill as its back.

The terrain here is slightly higher and is surrounded by several large trees, which cast shade and create cool areas.

Moreover, there is a clear stream flowing not far away, making it very convenient to get water without being threatened by floods during the rainy season.

After choosing the location, Nan Qiao saw Kamu and his men carrying large rocks and about to pile them up. He couldn't help but step forward and asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Are you just going to pile up the rocks like this? Without adding anything else?"

Kamu looked confused and scratched his head: "What should I add? Our stone houses have always been built like this."

Nan Qiao pointed to the cracks between the stones and said, "You build a stone house like this, with huge cracks. Won't it leak rain and wind? Won't it be cold in the winter?"

Kamu smiled innocently: "It's cold, we will put up some leaves outside. When it snows, the snow will cover the roof and the wind will not blow in."

"But the cracks will leak snow, and the snow will fall in through the cracks and turn into water. The house will become wet and cold."

Nan Qiao nodded repeatedly after hearing what Kamu said, and said with a firm look in his eyes: "So we have to find a way to block all these gaps to prevent wind and rain from leaking in."

Kamu frowned, his face full of helplessness: "But how can we find a way to block the gap?"

Nan Qiao raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said mysteriously, "Follow me."

Nan Qiao and Kamu and a few others searched carefully near the tribe and finally found a place with sticky soil.

The soil was dark brown, slightly moist on the surface, and had a special luster.

Nan Qiao squatted down and dug some soil with his hands, then said to Kamu and the others, "Look, this sticky soil can be used to fill the gaps between the stones."

As she spoke, she came to the place where the stone house was built, picked up a stone, spread a layer of soil on the edge of the stone, and then placed the stone in the appropriate position.

"Like this, spread the soil evenly on the edge of the stone, and then pile the stones on top, and the gap will be blocked." Nan Qiao said as he demonstrated, his movements skillful and smooth.

Kamu and the others' eyes lit up, and they all started to follow Nanqiao's example.

Nan Qiao instructed: "Don't apply the mud too thickly, otherwise it will affect the fit between the stones, and don't apply it too thinly, otherwise it won't be sticky enough. Fill every gap carefully, especially the larger ones. You can put more mud and then compact it with small stones."

Under Nan Qiao's guidance, everyone worked enthusiastically, and soon the outline of a stone house appeared on the flat ground.