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Quickly, Fang Xuan pushed aside the curtain and walked in with big strides.

Upon seeing him, Man Gong quickly stood up. Just as he was about to say something, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He could clearly perceive that there was something different about Fang Xuan's aura.

As for what exactly was different, he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"You... have made a breakthrough?" he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Mm, my cultivation has slightly improved," Fang Xuan replied, not hiding it. He smiled and said, "By the way, I heard from the tribe members that you have something to discuss with me."

Man Gong nodded and then his expression became somewhat embarrassed.

"Starting from today, you don't need to refine pills for our Li Man tribe anymore."

"Oh?" Fang Xuan was quite surprised and raised an eyebrow in confusion. "But aren't the effects of the pills good?"

"No, no, no," Man Gong quickly clarified. "The effects of the pills are excellent, far surpassing the cultivation efficiency of our tribe members before."

"It's just... our tribe has very few spirit stones left, making it difficult to continue paying your remuneration."

Man Gong waved his hand, looking quite embarrassed.

He walked slowly outside the tent, gazing into the distance, and said with resentment, "Several years ago, our Li Man tribe discovered a vein of spirit stones in a corner of the Crimson Moon Mountains."

"It used to produce thousands of spirit stones annually."

"If it were still in our hands, we wouldn't be in such dire straits."

"Sigh, it's a pity... it was taken away by the Blood Vine tribe."

Man Gong's tone was filled with unwillingness, but also helplessness.

After all, in this savage land, the strong were respected.

It was an eternal truth.

If one's strength was inferior to others, they had to endure and take a beating.

"The Blood Vine tribe..." Fang Xuan's eyes flickered slightly. "Are they very powerful?"

"Very strong."

"There are two cultivators at the peak of the Grotto-Heaven Realm."

"Moreover, there is an elderly sacrificial spirit in the tribe with the combat power of the Spirit Transformation Realm."

This question seemed to remind Barbarian Gong of past events, and a look of hatred appeared undisguised on his face.

The battle for the spiritual vein against the Blood Vine Tribe back then was extremely fierce.

It resulted in the death of his son and several members of the tribe.

It is a pain that will forever remain in his heart.

Upon hearing Fang Xuan's words, he didn't think much of it, but secretly made up his mind to help the Barbarian Tribe.

Firstly, he currently needs spirit stones to activate other Dao Palace Divine Treasures.

Secondly, Barbarian Gong has treated him well and has been open about everything.

During this time, he has told him many things about the wild lands without any guardedness, treating him as one of their own.

"I can help you reclaim the spiritual vein!"

Fang Xuan's eyes gleamed, and he immediately shouted with a resounding voice, like thunder exploding in the ears.

"Ah?"

Barbarian Gong was stunned, turned his head to look, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

Then, in the next second.

A terrifying and trembling surge of blood and qi erupted from Fang Xuan.

His body shimmered with a radiant light, and his blood and qi surged like an ancient dragon awakening, soaring into the sky, revealing his full strength for the first time in front of others!

"At the peak of the Grotto-Heaven Realm, I can kill without much effort."

"And that sacrificial spirit, I can fight against it."

At this moment, Barbarian Gong was completely moved.

He had always thought that alchemists had weak physical bodies and were not strong in combat, so he didn't pay much attention to Fang Xuan's strength.

He didn't expect Fang Xuan's blood and qi power to far exceed his own.

Moreover, even though no Grotto-Heaven had manifested, he could display such astonishing power!

"A physical body Grotto-Heaven!"

Barbarian Gong subconsciously thought.

When he was young, he traveled to distant cities for several years.

It is said that the human race has supreme geniuses who can open up nine Grotto-Heavens and even ten Grotto-Heavens.

There are also monstrous geniuses who specialize in cultivating the physical body, able to condense all the Grotto-Heavens into one and continuously nourish their bodies.

Presumably, Fang Xuan is the latter!

Mangong's heart was filled with excitement.

However, although he wanted to lead his people to seek revenge, he didn't want Fang Xuan to be implicated, so he solemnly reminded him.

"Fang Xuan, as an alchemist with such strong cultivation, your future is limitless."

"I am uneasy about you getting involved in the conflict between two tribes for no reason."

Fang Xuan waved his hand dismissively and said seriously.

"I need spirit stones and won't stay here for long."

"If Mangong thinks I am trustworthy, then let's consider it a mutually beneficial arrangement!"

"Don't think too much about it!"

Upon hearing this, Mangong's eyes couldn't help but light up.

He had thought that avenging his son's death would be impossible in this lifetime.

But now, a benefactor suddenly appeared.

If he hesitated any longer, it would be unacceptable!

"Good!"

"This matter!"

"I, Mangong Tribe, will remember it!"

After saying that, Mangong didn't delay any further and turned to leave directly.

Half an incense stick later.

The cultivators in the Grotto-Heaven Realm and the Late Stage Blood Moving Realm of the Mangong Tribe were all gathered.

In their eyes, excitement and anticipation were evident.

Presumably, Mangong had informed them of the situation!

They were going to seek revenge on the Blood Vine Tribe and reclaim the spirit stone mine!

"Fang Xuan, the strength of the Blood Vine Tribe's sacrificial spirit is unpredictable."

"If any major changes occur, you can leave on your own."

Mang Gong still couldn't rest assured and reminded him.

Fang Xuan smiled slightly and patted his shoulder confidently.

"Don't worry, there won't be any changes."

"This battle will surely be victorious!"

This is not his blind confidence.

But the true interpretation of power.

In Fang Xuan's Sea of Bitterness, there are hundreds of divine patterns floating in the air.

Combined with his divine consciousness, they form a golden small sword with astonishing killing power.

It is difficult for any living being of the same realm to resist.

Moreover, his entire body is filled with surging divine power and profound heritage.

Even if he can't kill with one strike, he is not afraid of anyone in a fierce battle!

He truly has that kind of confidence.

"Good, let's go!"

Mang Gong nodded heavily, then shouted loudly, leading dozens of people to leave the tribe and head towards the depths of the Crimson Moon Mountains.

As a cultivator in the Late Stage of the Blood Moving Realm, his arms alone possess tens of thousands of pounds of strength.

His physique is far superior to ordinary people, running on the ground like a tiger or leopard, and traveling for several days without any problem.

Just over half an hour later.

The group had arrived in a rugged gorge.

There were dozens of people guarding here, dressed in uniform clothing, with plant totems carved with red silk threads on their chests, particularly eye-catching.

Presumably, they were the people of the so-called Blood Vine Tribe.

Fang Xuan swept his powerful divine sense, and the cultivation levels of all the people were immediately revealed to him.

One was at the peak of the Grotto-Heaven Realm, and one was in the early stage of the Grotto-Heaven Realm.

The rest were just miners who had recently entered the Blood Moving Realm.

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