Chapter 1272 The Tragic Tu Tribe

Future hesitated, but knew that if she didn't make things clear, the person in front of her would definitely not follow her request.

"Dr. Ye, I am a Tu Tribe, and also the Saintess of the Tu Tribe…"

"Tu Tribe!"

Ye Bufan was very familiar with this ethnic group; they were originally the masters of this land, a very kind race.

However, hundreds of years ago, a large sailing ship named Mayflower broke the silence of this continent.

When the 102 survivors from that large ship arrived here, they encountered unimaginable difficulties, suffering from hunger and cold, and ultimately only about 50 people survived.

At that time, the kind-hearted Tu Tribe brought them necessities for life and taught them how to hunt and how to cultivate, allowing them to survive on this land.

But these kind-hearted Tu Tribe never expected that the nightmare would begin from then on.

These people who were helped not only showed no gratitude, but instead set their sights on this continent, and eventually countless Tu Tribe were massacred, almost to the point of extinction today.

A look of sorrow appeared on Future's face: "That's right, although there are not many tribesmen now, we are still Tu Tribe."

Ye Bufan sighed inwardly, thinking that the Tu Tribe had indeed declined, even the place where the Saintess lived was so simple.

"I deeply sympathize with the plight of your people, but what does this have to do with the Lawrence Family?"

"Because Saint Lawrence is the great enemy of our entire Tu Tribe," Future said with hatred, "I'm sure you've heard about what happened before. Although those people repaid kindness with enmity, we have lived on this land for thousands of years, so we naturally have our own Legacy.

Our Tu Tribe have our own Art Legacy and the power to protect ourselves. The Saintess at that time was a Holy Rank Cultivator, and more than a dozen Elders in the tribe had also reached this level.

It's just that our people are inherently kind and did not use the power in their hands to completely eradicate those people."

Ye Bufan was not surprised by this point; as a nation that has existed for thousands of years, it would be strange if they didn't have their own Legacy.

"What happened then? Since you had so many strong individuals, how did you fail later and end up in your current situation?"

This point indeed puzzled him. A Holy Rank Cultivator was an extremely powerful existence, not to mention having a dozen of them at once.

In that era when hot weapons were not developed,

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having so many powerful individuals was enough to contend with a country, so how could they lose to that combination of rogues and pirates?

"It's all because of that person…"

Future recounted again that Saint Lawrence was very handsome and skilled in flattery. He painstakingly approached the Tu Tribe and eventually met the Saintess of the Tu Tribe.

The Saintess was inherently kind and innocent, and she was quickly deceived by his sweet words, falling in love and deeply loving this man.

However, Saint Lawrence had never had good intentions. After gaining the Saintess's trust, he stole the Tu Tribe's golden staff.

Future said: "The golden staff is the sacred Legacy item of our Tu Tribe; the power of all cultivators comes from the staff.

Without the support of the golden staff, the magical power of our cultivators would plummet, at most reaching the level of an Art Grandmaster.

It was precisely because of the loss of the golden staff that our people declined and were ultimately brutally massacred by those bandits.

Therefore, Saint Lawrence is the enemy of our entire Tu Tribe; he harmed us!"

Although hundreds of years had passed, Future's face still showed deep-seated hatred when she spoke of this.

Ye Bufan was secretly astonished, both by the great secret behind the Tu Tribe's downfall and by the fact that Saint Lawrence, hailed as a great hero, had committed such a despicable act.

However, some things were already becoming clear. He asked, "So, the blood curse of the Lawrence Family was cast by your Tu Tribe?"

"That's right. After the Saintess learned that she had been deceived and became a sinner of the entire Tu Tribe, she was filled with shame and despair. She burned all her blood on the altar, cursing the entire Lawrence Family, which is the current blood curse."

After getting Future's answer, Ye Bufan unraveled many mysteries in his mind. No wonder the aura of the blood curse was so similar to Future's; it all originated from the Tu Tribe.

At the same time, he also understood why Saint Lawrence left no records in the Family's Legacy; such a shameful event was completely inconsistent with his heroic status, so he naturally didn't want outsiders to know.

"Due to the Saintess's curse, Saint Lawrence's life after that was extremely painful, worse than death, so he vented all his hatred on our Tu Tribe.

Because he was originally a shoemaker, the thing he loved to do most at that time was to massacre the Tu Tribe, then skin them to make leather goods, as this was a skill passed down from his ancestors and could not be lost.

Later, his illness became more and more serious,

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and the venom in his heart grew deeper and deeper. He felt that massacring the Tu Tribe by himself was far from enough, so he began to offer rewards, encouraging more people to join in the massacre of the Tu Tribe.

A Tu Tribe skull could be exchanged for 50 usd, which was an absolutely huge fortune at that time."

At this point, Future's face was filled with grief and indignation, "Poor our kind Tu Tribe, who once numbered over 30 million, are now almost completely massacred, with only a few scattered tribesmen remaining."

Ye Bufan was speechless for a moment. Although this incident had happened hundreds of years ago, it was a tragedy nonetheless.

"Dr. Ye, the Lawrence Family's current predicament is entirely their just deserts, so I implore you not to treat their illness."

Ye Bufan said, "Are you that confident in me? Do you think I can break the blood curse left by your Saintess?"

Future nodded: "After the golden staff was lost, as the Saintess of the Tu Tribe, my cultivation is not particularly high, but I still have basic intuition. I feel that if you are willing, you will definitely be able to break the Saintess's blood curse."

Ye Bufan thought for a moment: "Actually, I think some things, since they have become history, there's no need to hold onto them forever."

Hearing his reply, Future's expression changed: "Dr. Ye, are you really going to help that sinful Family?"

"Sinful Family? Actually, I don't think your statement is entirely accurate."

Ye Bufan said: "The only one who truly committed a sin was Saint Lawrence. He did not tell his descendants about this sinful history, and at the same time, the Lawrence Family has not committed new sins in these years."

Future bit her red lips lightly, saying nothing, but the hatred in her eyes had not dissipated.

Ye Bufan looked at her intently: "Is the Saintess considered the highest leader of the Tu Tribe?"

"That is correct," Future said with a maturity beyond her years, "Precisely because of this, I hope you will not help that Family and let them suffer the punishment they deserve.

Do you think that's possible? I'm begging you."

"Let's not talk about that first," Ye Bufan said, "Have you ever thought about doing something for your own people? For example, under the existing conditions, to make the Tu Tribe prosper and let your people live in peace and contentment."

Future was slightly stunned, then said: "I haven't thought about that. All I'm thinking about now is finding our golden staff and making the Lawrence Family suffer."