In the dense Desolate Ancient Forest, there were all sorts of venomous insects and miasma. The thick layer of rotten branches and leaves on the ground gave off an extremely thick stench of decay. The forest, which was devoid of human habitation all year round, appeared dark and frightening. A desolate and ancient aura permeated this ancient forest.
In this Desolate Ancient Forest that was usually desolate, a clear spring gurgled out, rolling with dense bubbles. The bottom of the spring was so clear that it could be seen, but it was already covered in a layer of fine white sand. The surroundings were clean and spotless.
The spring water continuously gushed out of the ground and flowed out along the few traces in the surroundings. Very soon, it had already seeped into the thick layer of rotten branches and leaves not far away and disappeared.
At this moment, over ten figures stood beside this clear spring water as a warning to each other. Even when they were resting, each of them held their weapons tightly in their hands. Their gazes constantly swept across the surrounding forest, constantly alert to the movements in the surrounding forest.
However, these ten figures did not seem to be on the same side. There were not many of them, but they gave off faint traces of ferocity. They seemed to be wanderers who lived on the edge of a knife. These ten people were clearly divided into three factions, and each of them was on guard against the other. It seemed like they had joined forces for some reason.
"This forest is filled with miasma, and venomous insects, scorpions, and snakes wreak havoc. It was not easy to find this spring water that we can drink. I think we should quickly rest up and hurry on with our journey. After all, this is not a place to stay for long!"
At this moment, an ordinary-looking old man who was missing one of his ten fingers spoke first. Hearing this, the others all nodded in agreement.
After a while, the ten of them took turns to rest up beside the spring water. Ever since the Nine-fingered Old Man spoke, he had not moved a single step. He only looked at the group quietly.
At this moment, a bald middle-aged man with a large black bow on his back looked at the old man and sneered, "Nine-fingered Old Man, we have already traveled through this Desolate Ancient Forest for several days. Is this the shortcut you were talking about? We respect you as a senior among the wanderers, and that's why we elected you to be our leader. You better give us an explanation!"
"Not bad!"
This was another middle-aged man with a bronze dagger-axe on his back. His eyes flickered slightly as he responded, "Nine-fingered Old Man, we Rangers are all alone, and we don't have a tribe to rely on. We have to fight for all the resources with the sabers in our hands. The news of the Primordial Stone Vein appearing in the territory of the Ancient Yuan Tribe has spread throughout the entire Boulder Valley these days. I believe no Ranger will resist the temptation of the Primordial Stones. If we don't hurry over, we might not even get a share!"
Hearing the dissatisfaction of the two, the Nine-fingered Old Man raised his eyelids slightly and snorted coldly, "You know that we Rangers don't have a tribe. We fight in the Wasteland every day just to make ourselves stronger. We hope that one day, we will have enough resources and resources to establish our own tribe. We will no longer be like duckweed without a foundation. The shocking discovery of the Primordial Stone Vein in Boulder Valley this time is an opportunity for us. If any of you think that I, the Nine-fingered Old Man, am deceiving you, you can do as you please. I will not stop you!"
"Nine-fingered Old Man, even so, we have been traveling through the Desolate Ancient Forest for several days, and there is no sign of us leaving this ancient forest. Since we are cooperating, we must be fair. We don't need to pretend to be friends. We won't act until we see the hare. This is the rule. You must tell us how many days it will take before we can reach the area where the Primordial Stone Vein is!"
Humans die for wealth, just as birds die for food. Ever since the news of the Primordial Stone Vein appearing in the Gu Yuan Tribe had been spread by the surviving human compatriots, it had spread throughout the entire Giant Stone Valley. Over the past few days, it could be said that the area within ten thousand miles of the Gu Yuan Tribe had been filled with turbulent undercurrents. Countless Wanderers had poured into this area.
Going to the Guyuan Tribe's territory to make a fortune had become a phrase that countless Rangers fought to spread. The Nine-fingered Old Man was one of them. Unlike the other Rangers, the Nine-fingered Old Man had mistakenly entered this area when he was chasing a ferocious beast. At that time, this territory still belonged to the Blackmountain Tribe.
He did not expect the situation to change so drastically in just a year. Not only had the Blackmountain Tribe disappeared, but a Primordial Stone Vein had also appeared.
The Nine-fingered Old Man had invited a few Rangers whom he was acquainted with to head to the Primordial Stone Vein with him. After all, they were too weak in front of the large tribes. If they wanted a share of the profits from the Primordial Stone Vein, they had no choice but to band together.
Seeing the old man's aggressive stance, the Nine-fingered Old Man pondered for a moment before saying, "We'll be able to walk out of the Ancient Forest in less than half a day and enter the territory of the Guyuan Tribe. After that, we'll only need half a day to reach the area where the Primordial Stone Vein is!"
Hearing the Nine-fingered Old Man's words, the group did not refute him again. After all, they were a team at the moment. It was better not to fall out with him before they obtained any benefits. After all, there were many Rangers like them who were currently or had already reached the Primordial Stone Vein.
"Didn't you say that the Primordial Stone Vein has been secretly mined by the Treasure Elephant Tribe?"
Just as the few of them sank into silence, a voice suddenly rang out. Everyone's gazes immediately shot toward the young ranger behind the Nine-fingered Old Man like sharp arrows. The person who had spoken could not help but tremble in his heart and body when he looked at the young ranger without any scruples.
Taking a deep breath, the Nine-fingered Old Man's eyes shone brightly. He had also heard of this news. However, in the face of the naked desire for Primordial Stones, he still held onto a sliver of hope. Primordial Stones!
This was the Primordial Stones that he had dreamed of. Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, he would give it his all.
"Rumors may not be trustworthy. Perhaps the Guyuan Tribe deliberately spread the rumor through them in order to monopolize the Primordial Stone Vein!"
"We've traveled tens of thousands of miles just to get a share of the profits from this Primordial Stone Vein. How can we stop just because of a few rumors?"
The man with the large bow replied, "That's right. I've heard that the Guyuan Tribe has some enmity with the Treasure Elephant Tribe, so this rumor may not be trustworthy."
I heard that the Guyuan Tribe annihilated a few tribes around it. With just their strength alone, they won't be able to take care of the surroundings. I've heard that there's a treasure mountain here. It's said that there are countless treasured herbs that are hundreds of years old. If we can't obtain Primordial Stones, we'll use these herbs as a substitute. When the time comes, we'll immediately escape into the Great Wilderness after obtaining the herbs. I believe that the Guyuan Tribe will not be able to do anything about it! "
"With so many Rangers pouring into their tribe's territory, I believe that the Guyuan Tribe is already in a terrible situation. Even if there are Blood Refining Realm powerhouses in the tribe, with so many Rangers here, the chances of us taking advantage of the chaos will be higher. When that time comes, they can only blame the Guyuan Tribe for not having the strength to protect their own things!"