What surprised me even more was that this centaur could speak 'human' language! Of course, by 'human' language, I mean a language we couldn't understand, if they even considered it 'human' in the first place. One of the three girls stood up and communicated with the centaur for a long time.

The horse kept nodding, then said something to the girl. The girl was clearly agitated and immediately pulled Gu Tian'er and the others away to leave. Gu Tian'er turned back to me and said, "Go, find the Princess." It turned out this centaur knew the whereabouts of their Princess; the matter was finally taking shape.

I nodded in agreement. The centaur gently lifted the girl with the severed limbs onto its back, while the others followed behind it. After walking a short distance, we encountered more centaurs who were herding sheep, so everyone got a mount.

They enthusiastically invited Elena and me to ride, but when I saw they were all stallions, I politely declined their offer and chose to walk behind them, carrying Elena on my back. Elena just laughed at me, "Are you afraid I'll get 'taken advantage of' by a horse?" I retorted, "Of course. Look at how restless they are beneath their bodies; how could I let you ride them?" Elena wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, pressing against my back.

"Silly, you'll never truly understand the heart of an M-Country girl, because you are a Great Dragon Country man, and a classical one at that." I remained silent. Elena continued whispering close to my ear, "But I like men like you. You are exactly like the Great Dragon Country men I imagined.

I will only ride you from now on, okay?" I smiled without speaking, silently following the group of centaurs. As they walked, they muttered amongst themselves. After cresting a small hill, we saw several yurts ahead, leaving Elena and me utterly amazed.

What era was this? I was getting completely confused. When would we finally find someone who truly understood our language!

The sky was already growing dark. I realized they intended to rest here for the night before continuing, as the procession of horses stopped before the yurts, and the women began dismounting. Out of the yurts came more centaurs, but looking at their lower halves, most of them were mares.

They were incredibly warm and hospitable, practically ushering us into the yurts. So, Elena and I had no choice but to follow the girls inside. In the imagination of a normal person, a yurt might just be a stable for horses, but that was wrong.

Inside, it was orderly, clean, and hygienic, complete with beds and bedding, much like the living environment of typical Mongolian people. Since we couldn't understand their language anyway, Elena and I settled into a corner to whisper to each other. Elena insisted I tell her a story.

I replied hesitantly, "We can talk about it later tonight, everyone is here." Elena argued, "They won't understand anyway. It's still early before dark, so why don't you tell me how you met He Yuqing? I'm your girlfriend now, and you're not allowed to hide anything." I cautioned her, "If I tell you, you absolutely must keep it a secret.

Otherwise, even if you run to the White House in M-Country, I will drag you back, and I won't stop until I have tortured you to death." "Can you really be that ruthless? Don't worry, I won't tell a soul. Hurry up and tell me." So, I recounted how Li Qi introduced He Yuqing to me, how He Yuqing borrowed my prehistoric scepter only to be tricked and nearly violated by villains, and how I eventually sent someone in secret to rescue her.

But the person I sent was too mischievous and secretly took the scepter back without telling He Yuqing. Thus, He Yuqing mistakenly believed my scepter was lost, felt immense guilt, and decided to work for me to atone. "Hehe, so Yuqing is your secretary.

Tell me the truth, is the learned man she admires actually you?" I said sheepishly, "Probably, but I’m hardly a scholar. At best, I just enjoy reading a bit and using my brain." Elena ignored my modesty and declared to herself, "So Yuqing admires my boyfriend. This is great!

She’s going to have it when we get back." I reminded Elena, "Don't say things like that to her; it will ruin the image I have in her mind." "I know, I know," she chirped. "But it's a pity. I was just thinking how lucky she is to be working for you, when I realize she's only trying to make up for losing your precious artifact.

We're the ones who should be having fun right now!" While we were talking, the centaurs finished preparing dinner and began carrying it into the yurt. I was astonished they could walk on three legs while carrying food—truly impressive. What surprised Elena and me even more was the menu: entirely meat, things like beef and mutton.

We barely saw any vegetables. It seemed there wasn't much edible flora available for 'people' on this grassland. Gu Tian'er invited me to eat.

They didn't use chopsticks here but spoons similar to modern ones. I didn't need to be polite with them; besides, the fragrant dishes made both Elena and me drool. This was nothing like the so-called 'meals' of the last two days; this was a genuine feast.

Two older centaurs sat with us, speaking in a language I couldn't understand. They seemed to treat Gu Tian'er and the others as honored guests. Since I couldn't understand their conversation, I decided to ignore them and eat my fill.

Elena only took a few bites of the meat chunks from the clay pot, drinking a little soup. I asked, "Why aren't you eating more? We have to travel tomorrow.

It’s rare to have both meat and soup, so take a bit more." Elena replied, "No way. I’m already like this; if I eat this much meat, what if I turn into a pig?" I reasoned, "I don't mind if you get fat, so what are you afraid of? Eat, the meat is so delicious and still hot." Hearing this, Elena picked up a spoonful of meat again, but just as it reached her lips, she turned it and fed it to my mouth instead.

"I won't fall for your trick. We'll see after I see your eleven official wives back home." I smiled and ignored Elena, eating until I was full. Girls are always concerned about their figure, regardless of the country—even prehistoric people were the same, as I noticed the other girls didn't eat much either.

After dinner, there were no entertainment options here, unlike in our modern yurts where the hosts might sing or dance to liven things up. Here, there was only one program: sleeping. When I woke up in the morning, Elena was nestled in my arms.

Her sleeping posture was adorable; one hand clutched her breast, while the other held my treasure, her small mouth slightly pouting as if arguing with someone. Her golden hair was scattered across her shoulders, making her look even more enchanting. Suddenly, there was a commotion outside.

I peered through the small gap and saw a group of centaurs galloping in the distance, shouting something as they ran. The centaurs in our yurt heard the cries and quickly rushed out. The two groups of centaurs quickly converged, and after a brief, urgent exchange, our yurt was pushed open by the centaurs.

Gu Tian'er and the three girls scrambled out of bed. After a few words from the centaurs, Gu Tian'er and the three girls’ faces changed drastically. They immediately reached under their beds for weapons, ready to charge out.

I stopped the four of them, "Where are you going! That’s not very friendly, not even telling us." Gu Tian'er said anxiously, "Princess, danger, go." It turned out the Princess was in danger, and they had to go rescue her. However, looking at the four of them, their skills suggested a one-way trip, especially with Gu Tian'er’s leg injury; I doubted she could even stand for long.

I declared, "Let's all go together. It will be better for looking out for each other on the road." Gu Tian'er seemed to grasp my meaning slightly, and the joy on her face was unmistakable. The group stopped hesitating, and with loud cries, they mounted their horses and set off in the direction indicated by the centaurs.

The centaurs dispatched a troop to escort us. The four and a half of them still rode horses—the half person being the girl with the severed limbs. I still carried Elena on my back.

After a night's rest, the girl with the amputated limbs looked much better, and her wounds, having been cauterized by high heat, likely wouldn't become infected. Once she received proper treatment at a hospital, I believed the problem wouldn't be significant. With the centaurs guiding us, we no longer had to wander aimlessly.

By noon, we reached the foot of a mountain. This peak was nothing like the small hills before; it seemed to be at least four to five hundred meters high, the main peak of this area. But looking up from the base, the entire slope was barren, with no vegetation whatsoever—so many strange things in the prehistoric era!

The base of the mountain was a mess, littered with the scattered corpses of centaurs. It seemed the centaur troop had fought something here. I entered the mass of bodies to examine them closely and found quite a few corpses of rather large wolves.

Had the escort been attacked by a wolf pack, and had the Princess also fallen into their hands? Wouldn't that mean a grim fate? I hoped these wolves were as intelligent as the centaurs and wouldn't devour people without asking questions, or all our efforts would be in vain.

I noticed that many wolf corpses were cleanly severed at the waist, the cuts identical to those made by a laser gun. It looked like the Princess carried weapons and had fought back fiercely, but ultimately failed against overwhelming odds. Gu Tian'er suddenly pointed to a spot where something was glittering and shouted, so the centaurs rushed forward.

Elena and I hurried over too. It was a weapon handle that strongly resembled a knife or sword hilt, clearly designed to be gripped, but strangely, it seemed to be missing its blade. The three girls excitedly stepped forward and, putting their strength together, lifted the object.

Elena asked me, perplexed, "Are they playing a game? That thing weighs at most a kilogram, yet they look like they’re sweating buckets. Do prehistoric people never eat salt, making them so weak?

They didn't seem like that last night." I replied, "You’re an expert, yet you don't understand? Don't let them laugh at you. Prehistoric treasures can't be compared to our modern things.

I estimate this thing might be the Golden Cudgel of Sun Wukong, weighing several thousand catties." Elena knew I was teasing her and hooked my little brother with her foot from my back. Seeing that the three girls were genuinely struggling, I put Elena down and stepped forward. "Let me try." Saying this, I grasped the object and lifted it toward the sky.

Damn it! You really couldn't tell from its appearance; this small thing was incredibly heavy! I estimated it weighed at least eight hundred catties, if not a thousand.

But thankfully, in my hands, it felt like a toy. I noticed an inconspicuous switch near the thumb area and pressed it casually. With a whir, the area where the blade should have been instantly erupted with a beam of white light.

I swung it a couple of times, and luckily, I had some discernment: this was clearly a laser sword!