Chapter 530: Chapter 544: The Black Winged People’s Tribe

“They actually called me a born god of misfortune, Wang Cai, you gotta back me up here. If it wasn’t for the fact that I couldn’t beat him just now, I would’ve slapped him right then and there.”

Mu Can looked indignant; evidently, being called a born god of misfortune still rankled him.

“I feel like he’s kind of right. Those who have opposed you have almost all ended up in terrible straits.”

Mu Can was hoping to get Wang Cai’s agreement, but to his surprise, Wang Cai actually nodded, endorsing the skeleton’s words.

“Am I really a born god of misfortune?” Mu Can couldn’t help but start to doubt his own identity.

“Pretty much. Do you remember those residual shadows that you absorbed Qi Fortune from during your tribulation? How unlucky they must have been to encounter you.”

Wang Cai spoke up, implying that Mu Can’s luck had always been built on the misfortunes of others.

“Alright then.” Mu Can thought for a moment and realized that it indeed seemed to be the case.

…

On the second day of their wanderings in the New World, a person, a dog, and a pig were captured.

Their captors were a group of dark-skinned Winged Warriors with large feathery wings on their backs.

Suddenly, more than ten All Things Realm experts emerged, leaving Mu Can and Wang Cai with no chance to run away.

They were immediately corralled on the ground and in the air by these people.

“What kind of place is this?” Mu Can and Wang Cai exchanged glances and questioned each other in their minds.

They wondered what kind of race these black, charcoal-like beings were, as they had never seen any records of them before.

“If it doesn’t work out, we’ll throw an Explosive Pill and slip away in the confusion. If that fails, we open the door and unleash the Big Cauldron.”

Wang Cai thought of a plan, wondering just where that old skeleton had tossed them, and why these people seemed to be living life like primitive humans.

Mu Can and Wang Cai were correct; the Black Winged Tribe did indeed live like a primitive society, but with a difference – the tribe’s strength was considerable.

The two were brought directly before the Clan Leader of the Black Winged Tribe, an aging figure who appeared decrepit and utterly black but whose aura was no less intimidating than the previous skeleton’s.

“Outsiders?” To Mu Can’s surprise, this elder could speak the Human Clan language.

“Fantastic, finally we’ve found someone we can communicate with.” Mu Can was thrilled. His previous attempts at communicating with the other Winged Tribe members had been met with incomprehensible cries and gibberish.

“Where do you come from?” The elder’s command of the Human Clan language seemed a bit rusted but was still good enough for communication.

With some effort, Mu Can managed to convey that they had been kicked over by a skeleton.

Hearing this, the elder looked puzzled and took out several Turtle Shell divination pieces from his robe, tossing them gently onto the ground.

He was attempting to divine who had sent Mu Can and his accomplices to the space inhabited by the Winged Tribe.

Unfortunately, the divination provided no answers, as if someone had obscured the will of the heavens.

However, in the end, the elder ordered Mu Can and Wang Cai’s bindings to be untied.

Only then did the two learn their current whereabouts — they were indeed in a deserted area, but the skeleton’s kick had sent them into a small hidden space.

Through this experience, Mu Can learned that such spaces existed within the deserted regions, inhabited by many strange species.

The Black Winged Tribe was one such race, a remnant from a bygone era.

Since they could communicate, handling the situation became much easier.

After proving to the elder that they held no hostility, a man, a dog, and a pig were finally set free.

They were fortunate not to encounter the Cannibal Clan; otherwise, they might have ended up as someone’s meal today.

Through the elder’s explanation, Mu Can learned more.

The Black Winged Tribe had chosen to live in secrecy within the deserted area in order to protect the last vestiges of their race, thriving there for tens of thousands of years, creating a self-contained small world where the Clan Leader led his people.

Through Mu Can, the old Clan Leader also learned some current affairs from the outside world, yet the clan leader didn’t elaborate much on the changes that had occurred in the deserted area three hundred years later.

However, from his expression, Mu Can knew that the Clan Leader definitely knew something.

Mu Can and Wang Cai settled down there, but the pig was taken in by Mu Can.

He was truly afraid that the pig might blabber something unintelligible and end up caught for meat — after all, it seemed the pig’s brain wasn’t particularly reliable.

During the day, Mu Can would also go hunting with members of the Black Winged Tribe.

Their hunting methods were primitive; although the most common members of the tribe were of the All Things Realm, the prey they hunted was also of the All Things Realm.

Most species living in this world were of the All Things Realm.

“When did the All Things Realm become so devalued?” Wang Cai muttered to himself, watching as an old turtle swiftly ran past them.

This place is simply magical, with huge rabbits that can breathe fire and belong to the All Things Realm, and old turtles that can stand upright and run, which are also from the All Things Realm.

Even the wasp nests hanging from a towering tree are full of All Things Realm wasps.

“Wow wow wow wow!” The call of Winged Warriors hunting echoed up ahead.

This time, their prey was a huge tiger from the All Things Realm.

Hunting was their only source of food—if they failed to hunt successfully, then everyone in the tribe would go hungry.

“Wow wow wow wow!” Mu Can joined in as well during these past few days, the Black Winged Tribe had treated him well with good food and drink, and he felt embarrassed to freeload without contributing.

After a tough battle, the White Tiger was slain. Looking at its corpse, the size of a house, a group of Winged Warriors all broke into laughter.

These Black Winged Tribe members might be pitch black, but their teeth shone dazzlingly white.

When the group laughed together, Mu Can felt almost dazzled by their bright smiles.

“Hula hula hula,” the crowd surrounded Mu Can, continuously chanting.

Hula is their term of respect for a Warrior, and today’s combat proved that Mu Can was a Warrior worthy of becoming friends with the Black Winged Tribe.

“Halala gaga!” A particularly dark member of the Black Winged Tribe looked at Mu Can and thumped his chest, meaning he acknowledged him.

“Hula hula.” Mu Can also thumped his chest in response.

The group joyously carried the massive corpse of the White Tiger back to the tribe. Whenever they captured such a giant prey, the tribe would hold a huge bonfire party to enjoy the food together.

“Do you think they are living happily here?” Mu Can asked, watching the Black Winged Tribe dancing and singing around the huge fire pit.

“I don’t know if they’re happy or not, but I do know that this roast meat is really tasty,” Wang Cai patted his round belly and let out a contented sigh.

“I’m going to find the Clan Leader,” Mu Can stood up and approached the Clan Leader.

That day, Mu Can asked the Clan Leader many questions.

Why was it that these Black Winged Tribe members, despite their strong powers, still lived a primitive life?

Even their food depended solely on hunting.

The old Clan Leader’s explanation left Mu Can speechless.

Back in the day, before the great changes of heaven and earth, they found such a safe place, but only a few managed to escape here, nearly losing their civilization, let alone any basic living skills. It’s no wonder they lived such a primitive lifestyle.

Mu Can felt helpless; it seemed he had another job to do here.

…

“Right, right, right, break these big trees for me,” Mu Can ordered a wild boar to charge at several large trees.

Soon enough, the wild boar, having returned to its original size, was laden with large trees—materials Mu Can needed for building houses.

He was going to teach the Black Winged Tribe the most basic living skills.

In half a day’s time, a spacious and bright cabin was built, though the wild boar was quite exhausted.

“Hula hula, o la la.” Mu Can could now use the local language of the Black Winged Tribe to give some basic instructions.

A group of Black Winged Tribe members gathered in front of Mu Can’s cabin upon his call, pointing and discussing the new structure.

They had no idea how such a cabin was built, as they were still living in a cave.

When Mu Can taught them how to build a cabin, the Black Winged Tribe members joined in the tree-cutting effort.

Being creatures from the All Things Realm, as soon as they grasped the concept, cabins sprouted up one after another.

And in the Black Winged Tribe now, it was considered shameful not to have a cabin of one’s own.

The second thing Mu Can did was erect a fence next to the cabin, and during the hunts with the Black Winged Tribe, he captured Fierce Beast cubs and threw them into the penned area to raise.

He wanted to introduce animal husbandry to the Black Winged Tribe members.

Originally, the captured birds had little food value due to their small size, so Mu Can plucked their feathers and started to breed them.

The Black Winged Tribe eyed Mu Can, completely baffled by what he was doing.

However, after these captive birds began laying eggs the next day, and Mu Can personally made a meal from the eggs for the tribe members,

After tasting the eggs prepared by Mu Can, the Black Winged Tribe members were so inspired that they rushed out and brought back a large number of birds.

This made Mu Can’s aviary lively in an instant.

“Hehe,” satisfied that this group of birds would provide plenty of eggs for the Black Winged Tribe, Mu Can smiled contentedly.

In the following days, Mu Can even created a huge fish pond, catching and breeding fish with a group of Black Winged Tribe members.

With the arrival of Ye Tian, the lives of the Black Winged Tribe rapidly changed.

It was a huge change indeed, as their standard of living soared dramatically.