Walker Of The Worlds

Lin Mu gazed at the villagers that had appeared and found them to be a bit different.

The villagers hurriedly crossed their hands and bowed. Seeing this strange method of paying respects Lin Mu was startled.

Jing Luo who saw it also got alerted, his eyes went wide while the veins on his arms bulged.

'This method of greeting… isn't this…'

"Lord Cultivators, may we have the grace of knowing which tribe are you from?" the villager questioned.

"They are…" Jing Luo muttered as faint spirit Qi waves came from his body.

But just as he was about to act, he heard a voice.

"Hang on… let's not act so fast." Lin Mu spoke lightly.

Jing Luo stopped and lowered his hand that was half way raised. The villagers couldn't see it with their heads bowed, or they would have been alerted as well.

Lin Mu looked at the villagers who were obediently bowing and thought to himself before speaking, "we cannot tell you that."

The villagers trembled slightly before replying, "pardon us for the disrespect. It's just that… we wanted to ask where we are."

'Huh?' Both Lin Mu and Jing Luo were confused upon hearing this but didn't show it on their faces.

"Hmm… before I answer that, I'd like to ask what you all are doing here? I don't recall there being a village here." Lin Mu said, pretending to be familiar.

villagers were a bit startled, and slight hesitation could be seen on

our village head first. We do not have the authority to speak

us to him." Lin Mu replied, not minding this since more information was

Mu and Jing Luo to the village, while Little Shrubby stayed behind. He was simply too… eye catching and

Luo here. But they didn't dare to talk or gossip in their presence. They simply bowed their heads while doing the same gesture as the previous

gazed at them as

enough… they are from the Northern

along a small cliff that rose at the very side of the ocean shore. Here

straw, stone and some wood. It took the support of the cliff and had a slanted

cultivators are here!" The villagers

~thud~

movement came from inside as

~Creak~

that it was a middle aged man. He too had dark tanned skin, but in addition to that, he

of it being braided while the rest laid free. There were three beads in the braid as well that looked to be

dressing up, Lin Mu understood who

the lowest ranked Northern Tribe warrior.' Lin

customs and rituals, one of

their hair, and the number and quality of the beads decided what their designation would be. The man in front of them who was said

the very least, the seventh stage of the body tempering realm. Lin Mu found that this man was the strongest