My name is Ahetai.

I am a wizard of the Li clan. Hey, maybe it won't take long to become the new wizard of the Li clan. As for the previous one... I died 180 years ago. Speaking of which, he died less than 200 years old. In a Chinese saying, it is "died young and untimely". After all, no matter how our witch clan's secret techniques are lost, it is not a problem to live for three or four hundred years.

It's a pity that he was beaten and seriously injured.

And the person who ended up seriously injured him to death was the damn old thing standing under the sculpture of the "evil dog"!

Thinking of this, I just felt an invisible fire surging in my chest! The hot temperature was even higher than the magical art of heavenly fire in my hand!

By the way, that dead wizard is my master!

My master...a very kind old man. Of course, if his teeth can be whiter, his skin wrinkles are less, or if he is damn, don't eat the disgusting "knot insects" (centipedes), the most important thing is not to trick me into eating... Then he is really a kind person.

I remember when I first met him, I was only ten years old and was pissing around mud... At that time, I had just died of my father. In fact, in the Li tribe where I live, many children like me don't have fathers. As for the reason, of course, they all died... but because of the cause of their death was not because of illness, but because of the black tiger, poisonous crocodile, barbarian volcanic rhinoceros, and many monsters who knew it was abnormal when they heard the name. The reason was to rob some food. Or kill those monsters and treat them as food.

Of course, the deeper reason is that two hundred years ago, we were defeated by the evil Miao people. Even the holy tools we had worshipped for hundreds or thousands of years fell into the hands of the Miao people! And as the defeated side, we were naturally driven to the most barren desolate.

There is no grass, no cattle and sheep, and not even a clear stream.

We live, struggle and hate in the most difficult, cold, and dangerous places...

Therefore, for life, not just for survival, for survival!

As warriors of the Li people, we must do this!

I am proud of my father who can no longer remember his appearance or even his name!

My childhood was almost spent on the most difficult days of the Li people. Therefore, children of the same generation as me had almost no happiness.

We don’t have any games, toys, etc.… The one that impressed me the most is barely called playful ones, probably the only ones that are “killing dogs”.

The content is very simple. The fathers often catch some wild beasts, such as cats, dogs, pigs, sheep, etc., and let a few of us children stab or smash them with a knife or stone, no matter what they do, kill them. And the bravest one can enjoy a hind leg - the bear god is on it, that is a hind leg! It's meat, do you understand!

Under this stimulation, how can we not "play"? We almost tried different ways to make ourselves appear "brave" in front of adults!

From hitting the stone from a distance to getting closer, I swung the big brick to knock my head! I even became braver after practicing, and almost three or five children rushed up and tear them up!

Whenever we tear the little beasts into several pieces, and the blood was splashed all over our bodies, the adults on the side would laugh heroically and praise us as "warriors"!

——It was not until I became my master’s apprentice, received his favor, and learned some books from the Han people that I realized that the so-called bravery, warrior, and the more correct statement should be called cruel!

But how could we understand these things at that time? Not to mention that we are a group of children who don’t understand them, how many people can understand this?

However, a group of children often carry their heads, tails, or limbs, with blood on their bodies. Listening to the praise of adults, they have not had time to restrain their cruelty, and they are mixed with "innocent smiles" and cheer tonight. Those who have not been crushed are sad, or pick up a few pieces of internal organs on the ground in the chaos, ignore our ridicule, and run away in a row.

But to be honest, apart from the beginning, how could there be so many cats and dogs for us to kill and play with? So often, adults would throw us some seriously injured beasts—weird, many of which could not be named.

Although they are basically dying, they are still very dangerous for us little kids at that time. Sometimes they may be bitten to death by the counterattack of the beast before death... But, I deserve it, who made you carelessly?

This was the indifferent remark of an adult beside me when a friend of mine was bitten to death.

We cried... but after seeing too much, we agreed with it.

Later, I had the honor to have the great wizard's green eyes and accepted it as a disciple.

"Ahetai, you are a fierce and smart wolf. Although you are still young, one day you will become the wolf king!" This is what the master said to me when he accepted me.

I worship it as an oracle, and even though Drahai became the patriarch later, it still remains unchanged!

I almost accompanied my master through the last twenty years of his life. Similarly, from the age of ten to thirty; from my youth to my prime! Master has always been the most important person in my life, no doubt about it.

In my impression, the master is always coughing... It was because the great wizard of the Miao tribe hit him with the secret voodoo technique. This is my master. If it were another person, he would be afraid that he would die on the spot. It was just that although the master had to live with his profound cultivation, he could barely live. However, this kind of "living" was very hard. He had to take "milloped insects" every day to fight poison with poison and hang his life.

It’s ridiculous that I always thought he liked to eat “milloped insects” and asked him if it tastes delicious?

"It's delicious..." I still remember his kind and sincere expression at that time... So I ate it; then, I lay in bed for half a month.

I still remember the first thing I did after I was to swing a knife to challenge my master!

This is nothing strange. The warriors of our Li tribe only talk about courage and age!

As a result, I was naturally beaten down by my master... I couldn't figure out why a person who eats poisonous insects all day long and is so sick that he will be choked to death by himself in his next breath will have such great strength?!

It was not until later that my cultivation level improved that I realized that not to mention that I was just a child at that time, even an adult warrior was still no match for him, even if my master really died in the next breath.

And such a powerful person was still defeated by the Miao wizard - that should be such a powerful man!

Thinking of this, I, who was only ten years old at that time, deeply engraved this fear in my bones and dared not forget it all the time.
Chapter completed!