"Is this the Barbaric World?"
Great Wind Tribe.
Lu Yuan lay quietly in Father Luâs arms, his large, clear black and white eyes observing his surroundings intently.
This was a small village surrounded by mountains on three sides.
The houses in the village were very simple, mostly built with stones, grass, and wood.
Many families also kept chickens and ducks free-range, and apart from the tribesfolk appearing more robust and fierce, it was no different from an ordinary village in other worlds.
"This Great Wind Tribe seems to take the surname Feng, I wonder what kind of name they will give me. It would be nice if it matches my original name and surname."
Lu Yuan thought quietly to himself, but he understood this was impossible.
After all, barbaric tribes placed great importance on surnames and bloodlines.
As a member of the Great Wind Tribe, it was impossible to abandon his ancestral surname and adopt another, wasnât it?
At this moment.
An amiable white-haired elder, carrying a dried beast leg, approached Father Lu.
"Clan Leader, why have you come personally?"
Father Lu hurried to respond, speaking with great courtesy.
"Feng Xiao, today is your day of becoming a father, I should naturally come to see."
The elder said with a cheerful smile.
He was precisely the clan leader of the Great Wind Tribe.
Feng Huaiâan!
"Clan Leader, Iâm illiterate, so Iâll have to trouble you to give this baby a name."
Father Lu scratched his head, speaking with some embarrassment.
"Thatâs not difficult."
Feng Huaiâan nodded in agreement, then suddenly changed his tone, asking.
"But Feng Xiao, do you know the origin of our Great Wind Tribe?"
"Feng Xiao has never forgotten!"
Father Lu put away his smile, speaking with a solemn expression.
"The Yellow Emperor had a son, named Changyi, Changyi had a son, named Zhuang Xu."
"Zhuang Xu had a son Old Tong, Old Tong had a son Wu Hui, Wu Hui had a son Lu Zhong, and Lu Zhongâs descendants took Lu as their surname through generations."
"And Lu Zhong, the fifth-generation grandson of the Yellow Emperor, is the ancestor of everyone in our Great Wind Tribe!"
"But our Lu Clan opposed the Great Court Country, and all the clanspeople were exiled to the Great Wilderness, never to set foot in the Great Court again."
"The Great Court Deities even issued an oracle, cursing that all with the surname Lu would have difficult lives and ill-fated ends!"
"Thus we had to abandon our ancestral surname and have hidden our identity in the Great Wilderness!"
Father Lu spoke word by word.
He clenched his fists, his blood boiling, his heart beating in his chest like a flame burning fiercely!
This was what the Great Wind Tribeâs clan leader repeated during each ritual or birth of a new baby.
And Feng Xiao and everyone present had heard it countless times since childhood, to the point of indifference.
But whenever they heard these words, they still felt an indescribable sadness and anger.
"You speak the truth."
"The Yellow Emperorâs First Consort, named Leizu, was Zhuang Xuâs grandmother, and our Lu Clanâs first mother."
"Leizu is also called Leizu, and the reason our clan took Feng as the surname is from the Zhou Yi phrase âthunder and windâ.
"Zhou Yi says âtame cattle and ride horses, carry heavy burdens farâ, I observe this childâs extraordinary appearance, let his formal name be Lu Yuan, how about it?"
Feng Huaiâan spoke again.
And Feng Xiao, being a simple man, understood nothing of the Zhou Yi, and even less the deeper meaning behind the name.
He just thought the name sounded nice, and immediately nodded repeatedly in thanks.
Lu Yuan lay in the swaddle, dumbfounded.
Is this for real?
He originally thought his surname would be Feng in this life.
Who knew, after going around in circles, he ended up with the same name and surname?
And if it wasnât for hearing Feng Huaiâan speak, he wouldnât have known such an impressive lineage his surname had!
"Could this be the effect of [Heavenâs Will]?"
Lu Yuan thought to himself, finally understanding what made this Divine-level Talent so defiant of natural order.
But, upon reflection, it seemed reasonable.
After all, poverty doesnât extend beyond a third generation, and truly impoverished families have long become extinct.
Those who continue today are mostly descendants of kings, dukes, or wealthy families.
Looking far back enough, who didnât have a prosperous ancestor?
Lu Yuanâs ancestors were just a bit stronger, by a vast margin.
Only, Lu Zhong was the Yellow Emperorâs fifth-generation grandson; how many more generations down to Lu Yuan, was unknown.
The Emperorâs Blood in Lu Yuanâs veins was nearly insignificant.
And according to the life simulations he had seen before.
In a few years, the Great Wind Tribe would be annexed by the neighboring Stone Turtle Tribe.
By then, Lu Zhongâs line would be entirely extinct.
"First, find a way to become a Qi Refiner quickly, then wipe out the Stone Turtle Tribe!"
A hint of coldness flashed in Lu Yuanâs eyes.
Enslaved for six years, living with pigs!
Even if this was merely a life simulation by the Will of the Heavens, and still not a reality.
To him, it was still an intolerable humiliation!
After Feng Huaiâan assigned the name, Lu Yuan suddenly yawned.
He was suddenly overcome with an irresistible fatigue, as if he hadnât slept for days and nights, feeling a weakness as if his body was hollowed out.
"Is this the cost of using [Heavenâs Will]?"
Lu Yuan had some insight, then his eyelids drooped, and he fell into a deep sleep in the beast-skin swaddle.
In the following time.
All Lu Yuan did every day was eat and study the effects of [Heavenâs Will], his Divine-level Talent.
After extensive exploration, he also grasped the method of use.
He only needed to silently chant a thought in his mind, and it had a probability of becoming reality.
[Heavenâs Will] could turn misfortune into fortune, oneâs wishes into reality, making the impossible possible, fulfilling Lu Yuanâs desires within a certain scope.
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