King of the Fairy City

A month passed in a hurry.

Under Ye Mo's guidance, the entire small native village was tightly surrounded by a fence made of third-order spiritual wood. Within the fence, there were four arrow stands towering.

The natives can still easily make a simple spirit wood javelin.

Twelve native masters who had practiced the "Tiankui Ba Ti Jue" were arranged on these arrow rests. Each arrow rest contained hundreds of spiritual wood javelins that were several feet long.

This body-training technique brought the strength of this group of East China Sea natives to the extreme. The strength of almost all the natives more than doubled. It was comparable to the strength of a foundation-building monk. They could throw the spirit wood javelin, and Fast and accurate.

Ye Mo just demonstrated a little, and the twelve native masters responsible for throwing the javelin quickly learned that in just a few days, they could easily hit fish swimming hundreds of feet away in the sea.

The other more than a hundred native warriors were divided into ten teams at Ye Mo's request. Each team was assigned a captain. Each captain owned a spiritual weapon, and the others held four. A spear made of spiritual wood.

These low-level spiritual weapons were all left over from Ye Mo's past. Although these natives could not use magic power, the material of the spiritual weapons themselves was extremely strong, much better than spiritual wood.

These native warriors can fully rely on their own strength to exert most of the power of the spiritual weapon.

In addition, in order to deal with the gunfire attack from the pirate ship, Ye Mo spent dozens of spirit stones and deployed several layers of water magic circles around the village.

Due to the lack of necessary formation materials, these formations are extremely simple first-order formations that can only block ordinary artillery attacks. However, based on his judgment on the power of the pirate ship's artillery, these water-based formations are enough to stop the simple artillery attacks on the ship. The artillery fire started.

As early as dozens of days ago, Ye Mo, with the help of Cheng Konghai, had found an ancient forbidden relic left by the ancient immortal on the island to protect the island.

He also tried to restart the restriction, but unfortunately, the terrifying spiritual power required by the ancient restriction ruins could not be supported by low-grade spiritual stones.

Ye Mo had also calculated that even if he used his own magic power to restart the ban, it would only last for half a stick of incense at most. The spiritual power required for the ancient ban was too huge. After trying for a long time, Ye Mo finally couldn't. Don't choose to give up.

On this day, Ye Mo finally had some free time and was dragged to the beach by Xin'er, who had been pestering him for a long time.

With the sea breeze blowing slowly and bathing in the warm sunshine, Ye Mo felt as if he had removed all his burdens and felt much more relaxed.

Not far away, Xin'er was jumping barefoot on the fine sand, leaving rows of messy footprints.

"Xin'er, don't just play around all day long. Have you practiced the Hunyuan Jue that my brother gave you? When the pirates come, don't just hide in the room and cry."

Ye Mo smiled, waved and said casually.

Ever since he learned that Xin'er had the bloodline of an ancient immortal and had the spiritual roots of a monk, Ye Mo planned to let Xin'er practice immortal skills.

There is no special spiritual weapon to detect, so Ye Mo doesn't know the attributes of Xin'er's spiritual roots. Fortunately, "Hunyuan Jue" is a non-attributed technique, and any spiritual root can be practiced.

With the help of Ye Mo's first level vitality pill, in just one month, Xin'er successfully broke through to the first level of Qi refining stage.

Ye Mo later found two mana rune marks from the storage ring, allowing Xin'er to successfully master two first-level basic spells, water arrow and fireball.

"Xin'er won't be afraid. When those bad guys come, Xin'er will use the magic taught by Brother Ye Mo to beat them to pieces."

Xin'er ran to Ye Mo, waved her hand, and a three-inch long water arrow, emitting a faint blue light, appeared on her white fingers.

"Go" Xin'er called out softly, and the water arrow shot out in response, streaking through a cold light and leaving a small hole about ten feet deep on the beach.

Ye Mo glanced at Xin'er's water arrow technique in surprise.

"Is such a fast spellcasting speed really related to the monk's bloodline?"

It only took three days for Xin'er to absorb the rune mark of the water arrow technique. Unexpectedly, it could be integrated into his own soul so quickly, and his casting speed was not slower than that of a monk in the foundation building stage. many

The stronger the monk's cultivation, the higher the possibility that his descendants will have strong spiritual talent.

Given time, Xin'er's achievements may even surpass his.

"I didn't expect that after thousands of years of inheritance, the bloodline of the ancient immortals could be so powerful." Ye Mo thought to himself.

"Brother Ye Mo, how is Xin'er's practice of water archery going?" Xin'er looked forward eagerly, hoping to get Ye Mo's approval.

"Not bad, keep up the good work."

Ye Mo touched Xin'er's hair lovingly, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He frowned slightly and looked towards the sea.

The sea surface is sparkling, and occasionally one or two fish jump out of the sea, reflecting a burst of dazzling white light in the sun.

"What's wrong, brother Ye Mo?"

Xin'er noticed the abnormality in Ye Mo's expression and said worriedly.

"It's okay, you go back and inform the clan leaders first, tell them to be prepared, the pirates are coming."

Xin'er nodded and ran obediently towards the direction of the village.

Ye Mo stood tall and looked coldly at the sea in the distance.

"There are more than 200 people. The size of this pirate group seems to be quite large. There are no other islands in the nearby waters, and we don't know where their hiding place is."

After using his spiritual consciousness to detect the number of monks on the pirate ship, Ye Mo flew up and returned to the village.

"Attention everyone, prepare to meet the enemy"

"Prepare to meet the enemy"

Under Cheng Konghai's order, all native warriors in the village mobilized. This time, unlike last time, all the natives have strong confidence and are ready to completely annihilate the invading pirates.

Ye Mo had already rushed back and landed next to Cheng Konghai, whispering a few words of warning.

Cheng Konghai looked slightly nervous and issued another order, "Don't underestimate the enemy. The strength of the pirates coming this time is three times that of last time. Please cheer up and don't let them enter the village."

"What? There are three times more pirates than last time. How is that possible?"

"What are you afraid of? We have Brother Ye's help and we have practiced the Body Tyrant Technique. We are afraid that we will not be able to match those pirates."

"That's right, so what if it's three times more. This time, I must avenge my dead brother."

Many people in the village were talking about it. Some looked worried, but more people looked eager to try. They wanted to rush out of the fence and fight to the death with the pirates who were about to come to the island.

"Chief Ye, there are more than three times more pirates this time than last time. Are you sure?" Cheng Konghai said with a gloomy expression.

Ye Mo nodded with a solemn expression. With the number of pirates being so large, it was possible that he already understood the situation of this native tribe.

Although most of the natives have practiced "Tiankui Ba Ti Jue" and their strength has been greatly improved, they can only deal with some low-level Qi Refining Stage monks at most, and they still have no chance of winning against the Foundation Establishment Stage monks.

After all, the time they had to practice this set of exercises was too short.

On the pirate ship.

Xue Xingsheng was sitting on a Taishi chair, holding spiritual tea in his hand, his eyes slightly closed, and his expression was calm.

As the leader of a small pirate group with less than 300 people and two warships, it is really impressive that he can find favor among the major forces and survive to this day.

Today's pirate forces, under the threat of evil cultivators and the Fairy City Alliance, are constantly squeezing the living space of small pirate gangs. Many small pirate gangs have to join large pirate forces and become vassals.

Xue Xingsheng's White Wolf pirate group was only established for more than fifty years. It was once active on the waterway between Sea Area 3 and Sea Area 4 of the Blood Sea War Zone, making a living by robbing merchant ships and selling slaves.

If it continues to develop in this way, the White Wolf Pirates will slowly accumulate resources, purchase warships, and absorb nearby monks. Sooner or later, they will become a large-scale pirate force like the Rakshasa Pirates.

However, as luck would have it, the newly promoted Jindan City Lord in Sea Area 3, for some unknown reason, suddenly took action against the pirate groups entrenched nearby, and killed three small pirate groups in a row.

If one of Xue Xingsheng's subordinates hadn't made friends with an immortal guard from the fairy town where the Jindan City Lord was, got the relevant information in time, and escaped from his lair, he would have been killed like those three small pirate gangs. .

Thinking of the large amount of resources that the Lord of Jindan City obtained from those three small pirate lairs, Xue Xingsheng felt a twinge of pain. His White Wolf Pirate Group was developing at an extremely fast pace. The three small pirate groups were already vaguely headed by him. It wouldn't take long. He can gain the allegiance of these three pirate groups without any bloodshed.

"Master Chief, we are only less than ten miles away from the native island. How are you going to arrange it, Master Chief?"

A young man with a gloomy expression wearing a blue robe and a folding fan on his waist opened the hatch and walked in, bowed to Xue Xingsheng and said.

"When the island enters the range of the artillery, fire a round of random fire first. Don't aim too accurately. Just make them lose their will to resist. We also need to capture these natives as slaves and rebuild a temporary base."

Xue Xingsheng raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at the young man in front of him, and then ordered calmly.

"Follow your orders"

The young man nodded slightly, turned around and gave the order, then returned to Xue Xingsheng.

"Sheng Feichen, how long have you been following me? Back then, I promised you that I could make a big difference in my pirate group, but I didn't expect that you would end up like this, running away in a panic. Come to think of it, You must be quite dissatisfied with me."

Xue Xingsheng suddenly let out a long sigh and said leisurely.

"this"

The young man's face changed slightly and he said, "Why are you saying this, sir? If I hadn't been invited by you, I would have been just a little fairy guard in the fairy village. How could I be as happy and comfortable as I am today."

"Having said that, the Ye's Immortal Village where you were originally was said to have been promoted to the Immortal Town level a few years ago and has now been moved to the Blood Sea War Zone. Have you never regretted it after so many years?" Xue Xingsheng He said calmly.

"Even if you are promoted to the fairy city level, what does it have to do with your subordinates? Since your subordinates have promised to be loyal to the leader, they will definitely be loyal. No matter what the outcome of the White Wolf Pirate Group will be in the future, Sheng Feichen will swear allegiance to the leader. "

Sheng Feichen knelt down on one knee and said firmly.

"That's all, I'm just asking casually, you don't have to be so nervous." Xue Xingsheng nodded with satisfaction, stood up, helped Sheng Feichen up, and led him to sit next to him.

"Do you have any opinion on my moving the base to this isolated island?"

Xue Xingsheng took a sip of the spiritual tea in his hand and wanted to hear Sheng Feichen's thoughts.

He discovered this isolated island a few months ago when he happened to pass by.

He had passed by this sea area many times, but this was the first time he accidentally discovered this isolated island where a native tribe lived. This really surprised him.