Sleeping to Immortality: Getting Stronger One Nap at a Time!

Chapter 49 – The struggle between the witch clans, a subtle 'hostile' relationship

"Divine Envoy, please enjoy your meal."

The high priest respectfully left the room, leaving Chen Changsheng with a table full of unknown meats and some fresh spiritual fruits.

Looking at the spread before him, Chen Changsheng smiled wryly and used his spiritual sense to speak to the woman beside him.

"I can't eat all of this by myself. Why don't you join me?"

Hearing this, the woman quickly shook her head and babbled a string of words.

Although he couldn't understand her language, Chen Changsheng could roughly guess her meaning.

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng laughed, "Since you won't eat, why don't you teach me your language?"

"I'm having trouble understanding it."

The woman was delighted at Chen Changsheng's request and nodded eagerly.

She then began teaching Chen Changsheng the local language.

......

The long night passed quickly, and after a night of learning, Chen Changsheng could finally understand the language here, albeit barely.

At the same time, he learned about the situation from the woman.

This place had no specific name; the most precise term was simply "Ten Thousand Mountains."

As for how vast this mountain range was, there had never been a definitive answer since no one had ever walked out of it.

Additionally, the cultivation system here was quite interesting. This place didn't cultivate the body or inner core but focused solely on Gu insects.

These Gu insects had various uses; they could kill enemies or save lives.

However, specializing in Gu insects had a fatal flaw: it couldn't effectively enhance spiritual sense.

Chen Changsheng wasn't fond of cultivation but loved researching formations.

However, the study of formations often required the use of spiritual sense.

Through long practice, Chen Changsheng's spiritual sense, despite being in the Elemental Infant Realm, was stronger than some in the Divine Transformation stage.

It was precisely because of this that the high priest treated Chen Changsheng with such reverence.

"Alright, that's enough for now. Mun, you should go rest."

Glancing at the sky turning white outside, Chen Changsheng told the somewhat weary girl from the White Witch Tribe to rest.

Seeing this, Mun obediently got up and left.

But halfway through, Mun suddenly knelt down and urgently said, "Divine Envoy, please save the White Witch Tribe."

"If this continues, we will be driven to extinction by the Black Witches."

Listening to Mun's plea, Chen Changsheng's face was full of helplessness.

He had no desire to get involved in these tribal conflicts.

There were too many battles in the world, and if he helped everyone, he'd be overwhelmed.

Besides the conflict between the White and Black Witches, there was another issue: repairing the tricolored teleportation formation.

The altar he examined was indeed part of the bronze ancient hall.

To be precise, the altar was just the base of the bronze ancient hall, and the shell on top had long disappeared.

Repairing the tricolored teleportation formation required many materials, the most crucial being the metal that forged the bronze ancient hall.

As the original inhabitants, the White Witch Tribe were the most knowledgeable about this place.

Without their help, it would be impossible to find the missing bronze ancient hall.

But to get their help, he had to assist them first; otherwise, they probably wouldn't help him.

With this in mind, Chen Changsheng spoke.

"I don't know much about your issues with the Black Witch Tribe, but I can try to mediate."

"As for whether it will work, that depends on fate. I can't guarantee anything."

Hearing Chen Changsheng's response, Mun immediately thanked him and ran out of the room.

Watching Mun's retreating figure, Chen Changsheng shook his head with a smile.

"The people here are really simple. If this were elsewhere, I'd probably have been captured for study by now."

With that, Chen Changsheng continued to familiarize himself with the White Witch Tribe's language while pondering how to mediate the two tribes' conflict.

......

"Divine Envoy, up ahead is the Black Witch Tribe's settlement."

The high priest pointed to the village in the distance, his tone carrying a hint of excitement, much like a child tattling to a parent.

Looking at the Black Witch Tribe's village in the distance, Chen Changsheng furrowed his brows slightly.

The White and Black Witch Tribes' villages weren't far apart, only about two or three miles.

Such proximity seemed rather unusual.

From the current situation, the enmity between the two tribes wasn't simple, yet they hadn't fought despite being so close.

As Chen Changsheng pondered the reason, the high priest shouted at the Black Witch Tribe members in the distance.

"Go get your Clan Leader and tell him the Divine Envoy is here."

In response to the high priest's words, the two young Black Witch guards obediently went to fetch their leader.

Chen Changsheng: ???

Wait, what's going on here?

You're on your enemy's turf, and that tone isn't quite appropriate.

Moreover, why are the Black Witch people listening to you? Did you make up a story to trick me?

Before Chen Changsheng could figure it out, a large group of Black Witch people emerged.

Leading them was a dark-skinned middle-aged man.

Seeing Chen Changsheng's unique attire, the middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then used his spiritual sense to probe Chen Changsheng.

For such a "weak" probe, Chen Changsheng merely countered with a gentle spiritual sense.

"Poof!"

Chen Changsheng's counterattack instantly made the middle-aged man cough up blood.

Seeing their Clan Leader injured, the Black Witch people immediately summoned countless venomous insects, surrounding Chen Changsheng.

Faced with the swarm of venomous insects, Chen Changsheng was completely speechless.

The White Witch high priest wasn't targeted, only Chen Changsheng was.

Chen Changsheng: "......"

This is a bit much; you two tribes are supposed to be enemies, so why target only me?

Also, I used just a tiny bit of spiritual sense, and he coughed up blood.

This person should be your leader; there's no reason for him to be this weak.

Are you trying to scam me?

Just as Chen Changsheng considered whether to knock everyone out and leave, the blood-spitting middle-aged man got up and shouted.

"Put away the Gu insects and show no disrespect to the Divine Envoy!"

Stopping his tribesmen, the middle-aged man respectfully said.

"I apologize for offending the Divine Envoy earlier. Please forgive me."

"Our Black Witch Tribe harbors no ill will towards the Divine Envoy..."

"Wait a minute!"

Chen Changsheng interrupted the middle-aged man.

"Why do you assume I'm the Divine Envoy?"

"Because the high priest said you are, and the Divine Envoy just proved it."

"But as far as I know, the Black and White Witch Tribes are supposed to be enemies."

"Yes."

"And you believe what he says?"

"I do."

Chen Changsheng: "......"

This logic seems a bit off!

Your situation is really confusing me.