The waning moon hung high in the sky. Dark clouds, pushed by the cool breeze, obscured most of the moonlight. The entire Wasteland was shrouded in the tranquil darkness of the night. After a month of continuous extermination by the Guardian Warriors, all the beasts near the Gu Yuan Tribe had been slaughtered and turned into the tribe's food reserves. The night in the Gu Yuan Tribe had also become somewhat quiet, without the roars of the beasts in the night.
The stone tower in the middle of the tribe outlined a blurry outline under the faint moonlight. At the top of the main hall, raging flames were raging and the sound of animal oil bursting could be heard.
At this moment, all the Blood Refining Realm warriors in the tribe were present. Everyone was sitting on the stone chairs respectfully. Even so, everyone had a look of joy on their faces.
However, there was an unexpected guest in the main hall today. It was the little pegasus that everyone hated so much, yet they couldn't do anything about it. At this moment, it was lying cross-legged on Xiao Chen's seat. It folded its wings and its golden eyes were flickering non-stop. However, the thing that made people not know whether to laugh or cry was that there was a huge beast skin pouch hanging on its neck. The pouch was protected from the raging flames by the little pegasus' blood qi.
In the next moment, the animal skin bag opened slightly and a round, fragrant elixir appeared. It instantly entered the pegasus' mouth and was chewed non-stop.
What a waste of resources!
Every time the little colt's two golden jaws moved, the hearts of all the Blood Refining realm cultivators would tighten. They all wished they could snatch the beast skin pouch from the little colt's neck. This was a real pill!
What made them even more sullen was that the ingredients used to refine the pills were stolen from their hands by the colt. No matter where they hid the ingredients, it would find them. Fortunately, as the clan leader, Xiao Chen did not mistreat them. Every month, he would bestow them with a corresponding salary for their cultivation.
"Reporting to the tribe leader, today, 525 children of our Gu Yuan Tribe entered the Martial Dao Foundation Establishment Stage. Among them, there are five with superior talent. After absorbing the precious blood from a Two-star beast, they condensed their Qi and blood, tempered their bones, and entered the Bone Tempering Realm!"
"Alright!"
Martial Dao Tempered Bone Realm. When the first bone in the body began to be tempered, it could be said that one had stepped into the first realm of Martial Dao. Just at the Martial Dao Foundation Establishment Stage, when the Martial Dao Attraction was opened, the bones in the body had already begun to be tempered. The talent was definitely at a high level. If there were enough opportunities, it was not impossible to become a Heavenly Building Realm martial artist in the future.
"There are five hundred and three children who have built their martial arts foundations, and seventeen who have yet to fuse with precious blood."
Without a vicious beast's precious blood to fuse with, it could be said that the young child's fusion rate with his blood and Qi was extremely low. With the same resources, a talented martial artist could absorb eighty to ninety percent of the energy, while a martial artist with a low fusion rate could only absorb ten percent or even less to temper their body.
"En!"
Xiao Chen nodded slightly in response. This result was also within his expectations. Things like talent were mysterious and mysterious. It was determined by the heavens, and he was powerless to change it. For those young children who had low fusion rates with their blood and Qi, the only thing Xiao Chen could be sure of was to ensure that they lived a stable life.
"Elder of Imparting Arts, from today onwards, your Imparting Arts Hall will be responsible for passing down cultivation techniques to the children in the tribe. The five with the highest talent will be given High-Grade Human Tier cultivation techniques to cultivate. The rest of the young children can choose Mid-Grade Human Tier cultivation techniques to cultivate!"
"Yes!"
Second Elder Lin Shan stood up and responded. As an Elder of the Imparting Arts Hall, he was responsible for the cultivation of the young children in the tribe.
Hearing Xiao Chen's words, half of the Blood Refining Realm martial artists in the hall were shocked. They never thought that Xiao Chen would bestow a High-Grade Human Tier cultivation technique to the young children in the tribe. A High-Grade Human Tier cultivation technique was enough to support a Low-Grade Human Tier combat division. Even in their original tribe, the clan's core cultivation technique was only a High-Grade Human Tier cultivation technique. There were even some Mid-Grade Human Tier cultivation techniques. These cultivation techniques could only be cultivated by the tribe's Elders or those who had made great contributions to the tribe.
But now, Xiao Chen had taken them out so easily and bestowed them to young children who had just reached the Foundation Establishment Stage. Could it be that the Great Wilderness had changed? Had High-Grade Human Tier cultivation techniques become so worthless? Or could it be that there were even more advanced cultivation techniques in the tribe?!
"Wait!" At this time, Xiao Chen suddenly called out to Lin Shan.
"Give the body refining technique that I brought back from Duanmu City to the seventeen children who have not fused with the precious blood to cultivate!"
"Yes!"
Their talent was low, and it was difficult to cultivate Battle Qi. To these children, who fantasized about becoming human soldiers and fighting in the Desolate Eon, this was a heavy blow. Xiao Chen wanted to give them a chance. Since the Battle Body secret manual that he brought back once supported a supreme king of the human race, there had to be something good about it.
Of course, these children did not just simply cultivate the cultivation technique. Apart from daily cultivation, they also had to learn archery. When they were twelve or thirteen years old, they would be led by the tribe's hunting team into the Desolate Ancient Forest to hunt for prey, gradually adapting to the fighting in the Great Wilderness.
"Elders, chiliarchs, the Gu Yuan Tribe has just established its foundation. We still need everyone to work together to ensure that the tribe's inheritance will continue!"
Apart from Magpie Feng and Meng Yue who were appointed as chiliarchs, the rest of the surrendered Blood Refining Realm warriors were appointed as the tribe's elders. They formed an elder group and discussed the tribe's major affairs. Apart from that, the tribe provided them with cultivation resources and didn't assign them any specific duties. After all, the Gu Yuan Tribe didn't have enough soldiers for them to lead.
On the same night, in the depths of an ancient forest in the Great Wilderness, a gust of chilly wind suddenly blew. Gloomy, ink-like black fog crazily surged over and engulfed the entire Desolate Ancient Forest in the blink of an eye. Ferocious ghosts shrieked in the black fog and ghostly shadows flickered. There was even a faintly discernible ghost face that was several meters tall, sending chills down one's spine.
In the void, the ghostly green flames flickered. In the next moment, the black fog rolled and became as thick as ink. The green flames that were about to be extinguished started to burn crazily and became even more vigorous.
"Mere ghost race, do you only know how to play these tricks?!"
Suddenly, a voice rang out. It was the voice of a human. Finally, in the center of the boundless black fog, a middle-aged man sat on a black rock. His entire body was surrounded by blood energy, but the pitch-black ghostly energy couldn't enter his body at all.
Puff!
The layers of black fog were pushed aside, revealing a flash of blood-red. When the black fog broke apart, a green ghostly flame the size of a soybean floated out. In the next moment, it transformed into the appearance of a middle-aged man with two green ghostly flames burning in his eyes. His face was covered in rotten flesh that hadn't healed yet, making him look exceptionally terrifying. His body was constantly changing between real and illusory, as if he was in two different spaces.
"Haha, so what if you're playing tricks? You're still better than some traitors!
If your subordinates knew that their tribe leader was secretly making peace with a ghost race trickster like me, the scene would definitely be very interesting! "
As the middle-aged man opened his mouth, ghostly energy instantly gushed out. Two green flames constantly flickered in his eyes.
"Hmph!"
The middle-aged man seemed to have been poked in the face by this ghost race expert. He flew into a rage, "Relying on your motley crew, this tribe leader can easily destroy them. Do you really think that you can wreak havoc in the Great Wilderness like this?!"
The man and the ghost suddenly became quiet. The green flames in the middle-aged man's eyes constantly flickered. He knew that he couldn't force this human warrior too much. Their group was just a group of stragglers that had been put together temporarily. If the human tribe decided to encircle and annihilate them, they would certainly be annihilated.
"Why did you summon me here?!" The middle-aged man's eyes flickered with a cold and gloomy light.
"This seat has found a good place for you alien race survivors!"