It was said that in the forbidden land behind the Rain Clan village, besides a large amount of precious spiritual medicine, countless secrets held by the clan since ancient times were also hidden.
Even the Great Yu Dynasty had attempted to obtain these secrets, but unfortunately, even the Heavenly Martial Emperor's personal visit resulted in nothing.
Besides the Rain Clan itself, no one knew what was truly hidden within the forbidden land that could leave an founding emperor, comparable to a great master, helpless.
Ji Yuan and his two companions strolled through the village, encountering many members of the Rain Clan. Except for a very few with watchful eyes, most were quite friendly towards them.
It seemed that to these Rain Clan members, outsiders who could move freely within the village were worthy of a great deal of trust.
After about an hour, the trio arrived at the village entrance. Along the way, they had also met cultivators from external forces, and they had conversed pleasantly for a long time.
At least, that was the appearance.
It was also Ji Yuan's first time seeing so many cultivators who followed paths other than the immortal way.
The most striking to him was a formidable Military School cultivator, whose physique was no less than that of an ordinary martial artist, and whose aura was as sharp as a sword cultivator.
In today's world, Military School cultivators held a very high status, and few cultivators could match them in terms of pure killing power.
"What is the Rain Clan hiding, and what have they truly encountered?"
After leaving the village, Ji Yuan murmured to himself with a slight frown.
On either side of him, Tang Muhuan and Jiang Yunzhou also wore solemn expressions. Along the way, they had sensed many unusual things.
Especially after conversing with the three sects, their doubts intensified.
"These forces must have grasped some information that we are unaware of."
Ji Yuan stood among the medicinal fields, looking back with a complex expression.
The things revealed in their conversations by the sects they had interacted with were not unlike what Tang Muhuan had previously said. The strange thing was that these sects appeared to be extremely cooperative.
Those who could represent their respective forces and appear in Jue Xian Valley at this time could naturally not be foolish. They could not have failed to guess some of the Rain Clan's intentions.
Yet, they were incredibly cooperative, not even attempting to pry for information. Their entire interaction with others was clearly aimed at relaying the Rain Clan's message.
The only possible reason for this situation was that they knew some inside story.
"Let's take a look inside the valley."
Jiang Yunzhou sighed softly, understanding that no information could be obtained from these forces.
The only hope now lay in the canyon outside the village, where beings and races sheltered by the Rain Clan resided, as well as the many cultivators who had gathered from all directions.
Although Jue Xian Valley was said to be isolated from the world, it was merely that the Rain Clan living in the valley never actively stepped out of the mountain range.
Due to their reputation, many cultivators had gathered here. Coupled with the beings in the mountain range, it presented a prosperous scene, forming a sizable market.
After all, even cultivators, once they reached a certain number, would inevitably need to trade resources. Not to mention the over ten thousand humans and four subordinate races in the valley.
Because of this, the valley was often inhabited by a large number of cultivators, and even some demonic beasts. While it couldn't be called chaotic, it was certainly not simple. Perhaps through some channel, they could gather information they didn't know.
Walking along the forest path, as soon as they arrived outside the woods where the Rain Clan village was located, the three felt the gazes upon them recede. Clearly, after their departure, the guards in the forest no longer paid attention.
However, although no guards were watching, it did not mean they could be reckless. Every area in the entire canyon was guarded by many cultivators.
In Jue Xian Valley, the Rain Clan was not the only fighting force. The humans and other beings sheltered by them, as well as the four subordinate races, jointly maintained order in the valley with the presence of cultivators.
"I heard that the human race sheltered by Jue Xian Valley cultivates a different method from what is prevalent in the world today."
Ji Yuan glanced at the sides, his gaze falling on some of the humans.
The vast canyon was filled with lush vegetation, mostly trees that had grown for hundreds of years, and a large number of beings lived within, even making their homes in the tree trunks.
"The humans here cultivate methods similar to the ancient Giant Spirit race."
Jiang Yunzhou said.
In the early to middle stages of ancient times, the mainstream cultivation techniques among the human race were based on totem arts, incorporating the basic methods of the Giant Spirit race.
This method was considered auspicious with divine power, but it did not lead to becoming a god through the body. Instead, it involved believing in and worshipping various deities, and thus obtaining corresponding power through sacrifices.
Over a long period, this method had naturally been eliminated. However, the Rain Clan had re-deduced and modified it, and then passed it on to the humans they sheltered.
Upon hearing this, Ji Yuan couldn't help but frown, a natural sense of displeasure rising in his heart.
However, he couldn't quite pinpoint whether it was directed at the Rain Clan or the humans here.
"For mortals, a lifetime is only a few decades. To remember hundreds of years of history is already considered quite knowledgeable."
Tang Muhuan, seeing his thoughts, said leisurely from the side.
Let alone mortals, even cultivators with lifespans of several hundred or even a thousand years found it difficult to remember history from thousands or tens of thousands of years ago.
"The Rain Clan… is not as good as they appear."
Ji Yuan shook his head, already feeling a sense of displeasure.
It was one thing for those mortals to know nothing, but the Rain Clan had existed from ancient times to the present day. Even if they had been on the brink of extinction several times and lost much of their clan records, some things could never be forgotten, nor could they be unaware of what such a cultivation method entailed.
The thought that the humans currently in the valley might be worshipping the Rain Clan as their deities stirred a hint of anger within him.
"Our ancestors must have paid a great price to forge their own path, yet their descendants are now returning to the past."
Jiang Yunzhou shook his head, unsure how to comment for a moment.
In ancient times, this cultivation method practiced by the human race was not a good thing. It was created by many races at the time to enslave humans and harvest their faith and wish power.
Although this method had been modified, it still represented the shame of the past for the human race.
Now that the Rain Clan was teaching it again to the humans they sheltered, their true intentions were likely known only to themselves.
"Unfortunately, there's nothing we can do about it."
Tang Muhuan's expression was quite helpless.
The Great Yu Dynasty had not failed to attempt to relocate the humans here back to the secular world, but unfortunately, multiple attempts had all ended in failure.