On the mainland, almost every tribe would set aside an area within the tribe as a market and trading place. Firstly, the tribe members could trade with each other, and secondly, it was to provide a place for foreign merchants to live and do business.
Ever since the Gu Yuan Tribe had encountered a crisis a year ago, almost all the foreign merchants who had been stationed in the Gu Yuan Tribe had fled the tribe. After all, it was the nature of merchants to pursue profit. No one would lose their lives for an unrelated tribe.
However, after the war, everything changed. Those who had originally left, and even some tribes that were far away, had all come to the Gu Yuan Tribe.
The stalls that had originally been neglected had suddenly become very popular. The hot flow of people had also made the Gu Yuan Tribe a small fortune.
At the end of the market was a three-story stone building. This was the only accommodation in the Gu Yuan Tribe's market. At this moment, in the most luxurious room on the third floor, an old man and a young man were discussing something.
Of course, this luxurious room was only in comparison to the other rooms. The room was fully furnished, and the old man and the young man were discussing something intensely.
"It looks like this little fellow called Xiao Chen is somewhat ambitious and ruthless."
An old voice sounded in the room. Although it was hoarse, it was full of vigor. It did not feel like an old man's confidence had declined.
Hearing the old man's words, a pale-faced young man in the room said, "Elder Hu, why would you be interested in the chief of a small tribe? Besides, this chief called Xiao Chen is too cruel. That was thousands of lives, yet he slaughtered them so easily."
After Xiao Chen returned to the tribe after massacring the Scorpion Men, he went through the captured soldiers of the Black Mountain Tribe's Withered Tree Tribe. Then, he killed all those who had harmed the Gu Yuan Tribe's tribesmen. Thousands of heads fell to the ground. Xiao Chen was very ruthless, showing everyone his merciless side.
"Little Mu, your heart is too weak, and your heart is filled with kindness. This is the shortcoming of being the tribe leader of the Moon Shepherd Tribe. As the only successor of the Moon Shepherd Tribe, you must remember that as a leader, you cannot be soft-hearted. You must nip any danger to the tribe in the bud."
"Elder Hu, Yun Tian understands. However, as a human, shouldn't we unite and fight against the foreign races?
In ancient times, the Wasteland Continent was ravaged by ferocious beasts and hundreds of races. Natural disasters and man-made disasters were endless. The human race was weak and suffered many disasters since its birth. It was the ancestors of the human race who united together to create cultivation methods, practice martial arts, fight the heavens and the earth, kill the ferocious beasts, and protect the tribes. Over countless years, who knows how many ancestors of the human race shed their blood and sacrificed their lives to finally allow the human race to have a place on the continent? Shouldn't we imitate our ancestors? "
In the youth's heart, Xiao Chen was cruel and merciless. He was as terrifying as a horned demon. Originally, his curiosity towards Xiao Chen had disappeared the moment he gave the order to slaughter the captives. What replaced it was a faint feeling of disgust.
Seeing the stubborn look on the youth's pale face, the elder sighed softly. His eyes were filled with pity as he stood up and patted the youth's head, "Xiao Mu, you are the only member of the Moon Shepherd Tribe who has reached 90% of the Howling Moon Bloodline in the past thousand years. You are the hope of the Moon Shepherd Tribe to regain our former glory. However, the heavens are unfair and allowed the day of your birth to be the day of the Heavenly Dog's eclipse."
Speaking of this, the elder slowly pulled the youth to the window. He opened the window and looked at the bustling crowd below. He said again, "The heavenly dog eats the sun. This is a once-in-a-century event. Every day, the yin energy in the world has skyrocketed. It can be said that the demons are dancing and the yin energy is wreaking havoc everywhere. You, who were just born, suffered from the endless yin energy of the world. It made your body weak and cold, unable to cultivate. The heavens are really unfair. Even if I, Hu Gu Yue, have to travel thousands of mountains and rivers and visit thousands of tribes, I will definitely find a way to cure you."
Looking at the elder's aged face, the youth's heart could be said to be filled with mixed feelings. For several years, the elder had brought him to several regions of the Eastern Continent. They had stayed in hundreds of tribes and even in the wilderness, he still couldn't find a way to cure his body.
Compared to when he had just left the tribe, the elder had become even older. The silver hair on his temples shone brightly. One must know that the elder was a great martial artist of the Heavenly Floor realm. Even if one didn't talk about martial arts cultivation, the elder was also a great pharmacist. This was a profession that was sought after by thousands of martial artists. But now, he had put down all his glory and wandered everywhere for the sake of the youth.
In the Wild Continent, pharmacists could be said to be a very rare profession. Every pharmacist would be sought after by countless people. A high level pharmacist would even have a large number of followers. They would follow him around like dogs and horses, just to win the favor of the pharmacist, just to get a pill that could increase one's cultivation level.
And the levels of pharmacists were divided into beginner pharmacist, senior pharmacist, great pharmacist, grandmaster, and so on. These levels corresponded to the martial artist's Bone Tempering realm, Blood Refining realm, and so on.
"Elder Hu, Yun Tian will definitely restore the glory of our ancestors and restore the supreme glory of our Moon Herding Marquis Tribe a thousand years ago. He will take back the territory that was invaded by other tribes."
Stroking the beard on his chin, the old man nodded his head in satisfaction. He did not say anything as he gazed at the flow of people outside the window. No one knew what he was thinking about. At this moment, the market could be said to be filled with a sea of people and a cauldron of voices.
"I've come to have a look. A good blood mink skin for a Blood Cleansing Grass."
"One Star Upper Rank Purple Cloud Beast Horn for a Lower Rank Combat Weapon, no restrictions on the type."
A burly man was shouting with all his might for the Purple Cloud Beast Horn in his hand. Judging from his appearance, he was a hunter who wandered the Wild Continent.
On the continent, the strength of a fierce beast was measured by the number of stars it had. Each star was divided into three grades, which corresponded to human warriors. For example, a One Star Fierce Beast was equivalent to a Bone Tempering realm human warrior.
At this moment, a human warrior from the Gu Yuan Tribe was attracted by the burly man's shout. Without bargaining, he threw a saber wrapped in animal skin and shouted, "Warrior, I'll trade this Lower Rank Flowing Cloud Saber for the Purple Cloud Beast Horn in your hand. Is that okay?"
Seeing that business had come, the burly man grabbed the saber in front of him. As if he was afraid that the warrior would change his mind, he hurriedly threw the beast horn away and said, "Yes, yes, yes!"
He held the saber tightly and slowly pulled it out of the animal skin scabbard. The saber shone brightly, and the blade was covered with cloud patterns that looked like auspicious clouds.
Seeing this, the burly man was quite happy. He had heard that the Gu Yuan Tribe had won the war, so he came here to try his luck. He didn't expect that he would actually be able to trade for a good combat weapon.
The burly man's original weapon was a saber, but it was accidentally damaged when he was fighting a fierce beast. Therefore, he took out the Purple Cloud Beast Horn that he had treasured for a long time to trade for a weapon. However, he didn't have much hope that he would be able to trade for a saber.
Looking at the saber in his hand, the burly man couldn't help but sigh at the wealth of the Gu Yuan Tribe. Even a random warrior could take out a Lower Rank Combat Weapon.
At this moment, he was already immersed in the joy of obtaining the saber. He didn't notice that his actions were being watched by the old man and the young man on the stone tower not far away.
After watching the deal between the Gu Yuan Tribe's soldiers and the strong man, the old man, Hu Guyue, turned his head and said to the youngster, "Xiaomu, look at these Gu Yuan Tribe's clansmen. Which one of them thinks that their clan leader is cruel? Which one of them thinks that their clan leader killed the innocent? In their eyes, it was their clan leader who led them to defeat the enemy and obtain victory in the clan war. These clansmen are very clear that if it wasn't for this clan leader called Xiao Chen, they wouldn't have ended up any better than those captives who were killed. So you have to remember, being kind to the enemy is being cruel to yourself."
Seeing that the young man didn't say anything after hearing his words, the old man didn't panic. It was as if he was waiting for the young man to think.
After a long time, the young man finally said, "Elder Hu, I want to go out and have a look. I want to see if the Gu Yuan Tribe is as you said."
As the sound of the wooden door colliding faded, the room immediately became quiet. The old man and the young man were long gone.