The guardian soldiers were at the early stage of the Bone Tempering Realm and could receive one Bone-Forging Pill every month.
The guardian soldiers were at the middle stage of the Bone Tempering Realm and could receive two Bone-Forging Pills every month.
The guardian soldiers were at the late stage of the Bone Tempering Realm and could receive three Bone-Forging Pills and one low-grade Primordial Stone every month.
The centurion soldiers were at the peak stage of the Bone Tempering Realm and could receive five Bone-Forging Pills and three low-grade Primordial Stones every month.
The chiliarch soldiers were at the Blood Refining Realm and could receive ten Bone-Forging Pills and five low-grade Primordial Stones every month.
The Bone-Forging Pill was an elixir that Xiao Chen had obtained from the alchemy inheritance. It was extremely helpful for Bone Tempering Realm martial artists as it had a miraculous effect on strengthening the muscles and bones. At the same time, the herbs required were not particularly precious. In addition, the Gu Yuan Tribe had a treasure mountain that produced medicinal herbs, which was enough to meet the tribe's needs.
Xiao Chen's voice was like a demonic voice that constantly stimulated everyone's mind. Whether it was the Primordial Stones or the Bone-Forging Pills, they were both things that they dreamed of, but now they had appeared in front of them like a dream. How could they not be dazed?
However, Xiao Chen did not stop talking. He continued, "At the same time, if there is a centurion in the tribe who has advanced to the half-step Blood Refining Realm and made a certain contribution to the tribe, I will personally grant him the opportunity to break through the Blood Refining Realm and become a chiliarch!"
Looking at the stunned tribe members, Xiao Chen could not help but look around and said with a faint smile, "I wonder if anyone has anything to add!"
"Lord Tribe Leader, let's think about it carefully. Not to mention the Bone-Forging Pill, our Gu Yuan Tribe spends thousands of Primordial Stones every year. Does the Tribe Leader have a way to obtain that Primordial Stone mine?" Internal Affairs Elder Xiao Qin stood up and asked Xiao Chen.
As the internal affairs elder of the tribe, he was in charge of the tribe's treasury. It could be said that no one knew the Gu Yuan Tribe's wealth better than him. Originally, the Gu Yuan Tribe had only accumulated a mere hundred low-grade Primordial Stones for several generations. Now, with a wave of his hand, Xiao Chen would spend thousands of Primordial Stones every year. Even if he sold himself, he would not be able to gather so many Primordial Stones.
"Elder Xiao, there is no need to panic. Since I have said so, of course, I have a solution!"
At this moment, there were more than three hundred thousand Inferior Grade Primordial Stones in the space of the Seal of Mountains and Rivers. They were neatly piled up in a corner of the space. This was all the Primordial Stones he had plundered from the Primordial Stone Vein. It was enough to supply the Gu Yuan Tribe for decades. Even if they were all used up, the Gu Yuan Tribe's strength would undergo an earth-shattering change. With power in the Wasteland, resources would be a piece of cake.
Unknowingly, half a day had passed. At this moment, everyone in the hall felt like they were in a dream. The impact that Xiao Chen had given them today was too great. From now on, the Gu Yuan Tribe would completely enter the era of Xiao Chen's rule.
"In that case, if there is nothing else, please disperse. Go back to the tribe and comfort the people. Although the Gu Yuan Tribe is big, it will be dangerous to forget the battle!"
Soon after, from the elders to the ordinary centurions in charge, they all bowed respectfully towards Xiao Chen. "We obey the patriarch's command!"
Just as everyone was about to leave the hall, Xiao Chen's voice was heard again.
"Mu Wuya, Xiao Wangkun, stay!
I have something to discuss with the two of you. "
Immediately, Mu Wuya and Xiao Wangkun stopped in their tracks under everyone's envious gazes. They turned around and walked towards Xiao Chen.
Just as Xiao Chen was gathering the people of the Gu Yuan Tribe to discuss the reform of the tribe, in a valley that looked like a crescent moon five thousand miles away from the Gu Yuan Tribe …
Outside the valley, a black figure stood tall. He looked haggard, and his hands, which were shaped like chicken claws, were constantly changing hand seals under the cover of a loose black robe. There was not the slightest hint of blood on his face. His deep eyes were like two deep pools, devoid of any light.
Looking at the Human Tribe in front of him that had sunk into the fog, the black figure revealed a cruel smile. His expression was sinister. "Ever since Old Purple Snake, the Human Tribe has indeed become much weaker. A low-ranked tribe with ten thousand people, but there is only one Blood Refining Realm warrior. Moreover, he is only at the early stage of the Blood Refining Realm. How weak. Old Purple Snake, you did not hesitate to sacrifice the entire tribe to suppress me for ten thousand years. You did not expect me to sacrifice the Human Tribe to recover my strength, did you?
Once I recover my strength, I will definitely inflict these ten thousand years of humiliation on the descendants of the Human Tribe that you are protecting. "
As he spoke, the black figure suddenly shouted, "Blood Refining Formation, activate!"
Buzz!
In the next moment, a violent roar sounded around the entire valley. At this moment, the Human Tribe in the valley seemed to have fallen into a state of confusion.
Some people stood motionless on the spot, while others let out inexplicable screams. There were even people who fell to the ground without a sound, their vitality dissipating. Their eyes quickly dimmed, as if they had lost their souls.
Their bodies instantly melted into a puddle of blood.
"Bastard!"
"No!
Who are you? Come out!
Come out and fight me! "
In the tribe, a figure holding a war spear rushed into the void. His eyes were red, and his pupils were bloodshot. He looked at the clansmen in the tribe who were continuously falling to the ground. He was crazy like a demon, but no matter how violent he was, he could not break through the layers of fog.
"Ah … Bastard, no!
Who are you? Come out and fight me!
I will kill you!
I will kill you! "
Seeing the clansmen that he had been with day and night fall in front of him, and even their corpses did not remain, the bloody light in the figure's eyes became more and more intense. There was even a shocking murderous intent in his eyes. His originally bloodshot eyes were now flowing with bright red blood. The pain of his clan being exterminated was like being cut by a knife.
In the next moment, the figure was as red as fire. His Blood Qi began to burn, and his entire body emitted a blood-red light. He was risking his life in exchange for one strike. After one strike, he would die without a doubt!
Since he could not save his own clansmen, then he would walk the road to the Yellow Springs together. If he could win in one strike, then the surviving clansmen would have a chance to live. If he failed, then they would go to the Yellow Springs together. In their next lives, they would be fellow soldiers and fight the Outsiders again!
"Keke, a mere early Blood Refining Realm warrior. Even if you burn your Blood Qi, how can you break my Blood Refining Formation? You'd better become my food!"
The black figure sneered. Under the black robe, a withered hand stretched out. The inch-long fingernails glowed with a cold blood-red light.
This finger gently pointed towards the cultivator in the formation.
"Although this King's martial arts have been crippled, in this Blood Refining Formation, this King is the Heavens. How can a mere ant shake the Heavens!
Mourn!
Scream in pain!
This King hasn't heard such a beautiful note in ten thousand years! "
A blood-red spear appeared out of thin air, condensed into a solid substance, exuding an incomparably sharp killing intent. It actually tore apart the dense fog, and the sharp pressure made it difficult for the cultivator to move an inch. He could only watch as the blood-red spear approached and pierced through his forehead. His entire body exploded, and his flesh and blood turned into a bloody mist that fused into the ground.
The tribe's only high level combat strength had fallen just like that. The fate of this human tribe could be imagined. Thick lines of blood appeared on the ground. If one looked closely, they would discover that these lines were formed from the flesh and blood of humans.
Large amounts of white smoke rose up from the valley, and a faint bloody light shone from within.
Outside the valley, a black figure was grinning maliciously!