Chapitre 885: My sword

Pushing his wandering thoughts aside, Wu Mingli continued.

"The riverstone serpent likely heavily injured had been in a stasis-like hibernation for thousands of years and who knows it may have remained in that state for quite some time if it wasn't for my father.

When he was fishing, he accidentally got injured by a catfish that was in the creek. His tussle with it ended up with him suffering a slight injury that left him bleeding into the creek.

His blood was what pulled that beast out of hibernation.

While the village was secluded from the rest of the empire and didn't have a widely spread knowledge on matters related to cultivation they still knew enough to the point that the village had quite the number of qi refinement cultivators.

During my father's time, they had at least twenty of them with my father counting amongst their number, and being the youngest one at that.