After conferring titles to the disciples of the War God Palace and the Wanderers of the Wasteland, they didn't stop there.
Under the altar, a few warriors appeared. These warriors could be considered old acquaintances of the Gu Yuan Tribe. There was Qin Peiyong, the chief of the Iron Hoof Division, the lord of the Fire Beacon Territory, the chiefs of the Crimson Bear Division, and the chiefs of the Vietnamese Spear Division.
During the Luck War, after Xiao Chen led the Ancient Yuan Tribe into the Heavenly River Space, these large tribes that migrated to the Fallen Dragon Ridge suffered from the destructive attacks of the Bloody Fainting Noble Clan. They suffered heavy casualties and could be said to exist only in name.
These tribes had suffered heavy losses because of the Gu Yuan Tribe. Now, the remnants of the ranger force Fire Beacon Territory had joined the Iron Hoof Division. The remaining Red Bear Tribe and Yue Ge Tribe were still recuperating.
The Blood Sun descended from the sky, the earth shook, and the mountains shook. Karma was all caused by the Gu Yuan Tribe. Now that the Gu Yuan Tribe had become the ruler of the Desolate Border Region, they needed to make up for this Karma.
"The Desolate Border Lord has issued an edict. The Desolate Border Region's Iron Hoof War Division has suppressed the mid-grade Blood Race's Void Path for thousands of years. They have contributed greatly to my Desolate Border, and are specially bestowed a high-grade Earth Tier Martial Art, a certain amount of pills of various grades, and ten thousand high-grade armors."
"The lord of Desolate Border has issued an edict, Desolate Border Region's Crimson Bear Army …"
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After a series of rewards, the clan leader and the others walked down the altar step by step, holding the purple scrolls in their hands, and stood under the altar.
"My Ancient Yuan Clan wishes to establish eight cities in the eight directions of the desolate border to protect the four borders and eight regions!"
Very soon, Xiao Chen's voice rang out again, immediately attracting the attention of everyone.
This time, when Xiao Chen enfeoffed the various tribes, the wanderers who could obtain the title were few in number after all. There were still many wanderers in the Wasteland Great Land. The eight cities were located in the Desolate Border's four great lands, so they were naturally good places for wanderers to reside in.
Soon, nine figures emerged from the crowd. Eight of them were young martial artists, and the last one was a little girl in her teens!
Venerable One!
In an instant, some of the martial artists exclaimed. The Venerable Ones like the Baize Tribe Leader and the other Venerable Ones' pupils shrank and they could not help but gasp.
What did they see?
There were eight Venerables, and they were all so young. Judging from their bone ages, they weren't even 30 years old!
In fact, the last person to be led was a little girl in a purple dress. Her eyes were very lively, and she was currently looking around at the crowd. However, the aura she exuded was that of a perfected Blood Refining cultivator!
A teenage girl at the peak of the Blood Refining realm!
In his own tribe, he had just started to build his martial arts foundation and embarked on the path of cultivation!
"That must be the Baron's disciple. He's truly a genius!"
"Rumor has it that all of Lord Baron's disciples have different talents. Back then, Lord Baron even fought with other tribes because of these disciples!"
As the warrior spoke, he subconsciously glanced at Bai Ze and the warriors of the Tiantai Tribe. At this moment, everyone was thinking about the great battle!
However, all of this had already become a fleeting cloud!
"That young lady, I remember now!"
At this moment, another cultivator exclaimed and pointed at Ziyuan's tiny figure. This instantly attracted the attention of countless cultivators, and when the cultivator who had shouted saw that everyone was looking at him, he felt extremely pleased with himself!
"At that time, Lord Baron wasn't the Lord Baron that he is now."
These words instantly caused countless cultivators who were waiting eagerly to spit out blood. In an instant, the cultivator received countless angry glares!
The cultivator also knew that he had provoked public anger, so he didn't dare to act like this anymore. He said aloud, "Back then, when Lord Baron wasn't a Venerable, he took in a little girl who was suffering from a disease in the desolate border city's ghost market. She was six or seven years old, but she looked like a child of two or three years old."
How was this possible!
Instantly, everyone's eyes turned to Ziyuan again, and their eyes were filled with thick disbelief!
In such a short period of time, she could actually be reborn!
Then, in another place, many almighty Venerables gathered, and they were even more shocked by another matter!
Venerable He Ze, Tiantai Venerable, Venerable Jian Feng, Venerable Feng Ying, and several other great Venerables, as well as the Green Bronze Pagoda's Pagoda Master Qing Yu. These Venerables were also very familiar with Venerable Qing Yu.
At this moment, several great Venerables' eyes turned to Old Man Qing Yu, and their eyes were filled with doubt.
"Heavy Floor Seventh Heaven Middle Stage, bone age less than 25!"
What!
The Venerables couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air when they heard Old Man Qing Yu's confirmation.
Compared to other ordinary martial artists, as Venerables, their perception was countless times stronger. This was because they couldn't see through the young woman below the altar.
When they looked at her with rapt attention, there was an incomparable palpitation in the depths of their hearts, as if misfortune had befallen them.
"I can't see through her. Even if this old man wanted to forcibly perceive her, there was a palpitation as if misfortune had descended!"
At this moment, Old Man Qing Yu's heart was also in turmoil. He was an Eighth Heaven Supremacy powerhouse, but he actually felt a deep sense of crisis from a junior.
This wasn't just a sudden impulse, but a real sense of crisis because he couldn't perceive it!
"I heard that she is the second disciple of Lord Baron's nine personal disciples, Goddess Wei Yunwei. She is also the most mysterious existence among the disciples, and no martial artist has ever seen her walk through the desolate land!"
"The desolate border region has been silent for a long time, but it seems like it has risen!"
At this moment, Old Man Qing Yu kept thinking that perhaps the legendary Qinghui Marquis Division behind him should also deepen their relationship with the Gu Yuan Tribe!
"Disciple greets Master and congratulates Master on being promoted to the position of Lord Baron of the desolate border!"
Under the altar, the nine disciples bowed respectfully. Even the youngest disciple, Ziyuan, followed the other senior brothers and sisters and bowed to Xiao Chen!
"All of you, rise!" When Xiao Chen saw the nine disciples, he revealed a smile and gestured to Ziyuan.
Immediately, the little girl ran to the altar and arrived in front of Xiao Chen. Just like that, Xiao Chen held the little girl's hand and looked around again.
"Desolate Border's people, today, through this great ceremony, of this lord's nine personal disciples, eight of them can already finish their apprenticeship. From today on, they will roam Desolate Border, perhaps even head out of Desolate Border in the future. Today, I ask everyone to be witnesses!"
"Reporting to Master."
At this moment, the eldest disciple, Tian Fang, shouted at Xiao Chen.
"Disciple is indebted to Master for not abandoning me. You took me in, taught me martial arts and provided me with resources. Today, I have learned something and will naturally contribute to me, Gu Yuan, and the desolate border human race!"
"Now, the four borders of the desolate border need to build a total of eight cities to protect the desolate border. Disciple requests to go out of the tribe and guard the cities!"
"Disciple requests to go out of the tribe and guard the cities!" Immediately, the eight disciples shouted in unison again!
"Good!"
At this moment, all the martial artists who came to watch the ceremony understood that Gu Yuan had already made up his mind. Now, he was just using this opportunity to announce to the desolate border!
"Disciple Tian Fang is willing to guard the desolate border's northern region, Tian Ji Mountain, and build Tian Ji City to protect the desolate border's northern region!"
"Disciple Wei Yunwei is willing to guard the desolate border's northwestern region, Ice Snow Mountain, and build Tian Yun City on the main peak of the snowy mountain, overlooking the northwestern territory!"
"Disciple Jian Jinghong is willing to guard the desolate border's northeastern region, Sword Gate Mountain, and build Sword Gate Pass to protect the northeastern territory!"
"Disciple Xiong Sheng is willing to take charge of South Town City, and guard the southern region, and defend against the beast tide in the Fallen Dragon Mountain Range!"
"Disciple Huang Xiaotian is willing to guard the desolate border's southwestern region, and build Heavenly Beast City to protect the southwest!"
"Disciple Bu Canghai is willing to guard the desolate border's southeastern region, and build Soul City to protect the desolate border!"
"Disciple Long Tian is willing to guard the desolate border's eastern region, and build Heavenly Dragon City!"
"Disciple Kun Peng is willing to guard the desolate border's western region, and build Heavenly Peng City to protect the western region!"
Tian Ji City, Tian Yun City, Sword Gate Pass, South Town City, Heavenly Beast City, Soul City, Heavenly Dragon City, and Heavenly Peng City!
Eight cities to guard the border, and eight direct disciples to guard it!
Eight cities to guard the border!
At this moment, all the martial artists understood that with the safe passage connecting the various tribes and the eight cities guarding the desolate border, the Gu Yuan tribe would firmly grasp the desolate border in the future!
In front of everyone in the great wilderness, he sealed off his disciples and set up a city to guard it. This time's sacrificial ceremony could be considered to have come to an end.
In the next moment, the sound of drums and bells rang out. The bells and drums rang out in unison, and Xiao Chen's voice rang out again.
"Everyone, today, my Gu Yuan tribe has forged a legend. The enfeoffment of the various tribes is a grand occasion. The tribe's banquet has been prepared. Everyone, please enjoy yourselves!"
Since ancient times, the desolate border had once again given birth to a legendary lord tribe. Naturally, they had to celebrate!