Longevity Begins With Gu Refining

Chapter 105: Tiger's Roar – You've Already Died for Yuan Rong Tribe

The sky gradually brightened, and the eternal sun slowly climbed up the mountain, shining brightly.

The summer sun had just risen, but people could already feel the heat.

A large number of corpses were gathered by Black Bird Tribe, and they were going to return these corpses to Yuan Rong Tribe.

Chen Qing rode his horse back to his camp. Yuan Tianfang jumped off his horse and patted his horse's butt, and it ran to Chen Qing.

Chen Qing got on his horse and waved at the last warrior of Yuan Rong Tribe, "Come!"

There were six of them before, but only five of them came out. Now, there was only one warrior left out of the hundred.

After a night of fighting, Chen Qing's black clothes were tattered by their spears and blades, but there were no injuries on his body.

The last warrior of Yuan Rong Tribe raised his blade and charged at Chen Qing fearlessly. Chen Qing knocked his blade away with a sword, then grabbed the warrior and put him on his horse.

Before the other party could react, a palm knife landed on the other party's neck, knocking him out.

Chen Qing threw him on the ground and let out a long breath. He faced the rising sun and breathed in the bloody air.

Looking at all the warriors of Yuan Rong Tribe who were knocked out by him, Chen Qing took ten breaths and finally ordered, "Take them away."

The warriors of Iron Flow Tribe and Black Ping Tribe cheered.

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

"Victory!"

Chen Qing rode to his camp and sat in the middle of the warriors of Yuan Rong Tribe, waiting for them to wake up.

Yuan Tianfang came to Chen Qing's side and said, "Master Wu said that he wants to hold a meeting to distribute the spoils of war."

Chen Qing got up and followed Yuan Tianfang to Xuan Mang's tent. He sat on Black Ping's seat and waited for Xuan Mang's arrival.

After a while, Xuan Mang walked in and sat on the central seat. He waved his hand and asked Shi Xin Tie to report the casualties.

Shi Xin Tie stood up and said with a smile, "We killed seven hundred and thirty-two enemies and captured two hundred and twenty-five."

"We captured Yuan Rong Tribe's Tiger Chief Yuan Wujue and Yuan Feng!"

"We lost one hundred and twenty-one people and two hundred were seriously injured."

"It's a great victory!"

"With such a great victory, Yuan Rang Tribe will not dare to fight against us for the next thirty years!"

Hearing those words, the leaders of the nine clans and Xuan Mang revealed smiles.

Shi Xintie continued, "We've already explored this spiritual stone vein. Although Taiping Cult and Yuan Soil Division have dug up a lot of it, Yuan Soil Division didn't have enough time to transport it away."

"After smelting, there should be about three hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones."

"There are about 2,400,000 spirit stones in the mine, and it will take about three years to extract them."

Xuan Mang laughed heartily. The great victory this time had made the Yuan Rang Division unable to raise any more troops. It could be said that thirty years of peace had been settled.

"Then let's divide it according to the previous method. Hanshan City will take 30%."

"The Xuanping Clan and Ironflow Valley will take thirty percent."

Xuan Ping and Xuan Mang were the main family and should naturally obtain the greatest benefits.

Chen Qing could be considered one of Xuan Ping's people and he was with Xuan Ping's spoils.

What remained was the wrangling of the other eight clans. In the end, the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the three clans took the lion's share, while the remaining five clans took the smaller share.

Even so, they were still very satisfied. After all, they didn't contribute too much in this battle.

Chen Qing had displayed his peerless bravery and won in one battle. The losses weren't high, and the clans didn't lose much.

After discussing the distribution of the spiritual stone vein, Xuan Mang said, "I think the person with the highest contribution this time is Qing Xu. According to the previous rules, the mining of the spiritual stone vein will be handed over to Xuan Ping and Qing Xu. Do you have any objections?"

With such a large amount of reserves, mining would have extremely high profits. In three years, they could obtain more than a hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Chen Qing stood up and said, "I don't know much about the mining of the spiritual stone vein. Witch and I won't interfere."

"I only want all the prisoners and the treasures in the spiritual stone vein."

"I'm willing to hand over the mining to Hanshan City, Stone Heart Clan, Dark Feather Clan, and Rain Life Clan.

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Xuan Mang thought that Chen Qing was worried that Xuan Ping's injuries hadn't healed yet, so he made this request. He wanted the treasures in the spiritual stone vein to heal Xuan Ping.

Instantly, he was even more satisfied. "That's good too!"

Letting them continue to discuss how to mine and how to station troops, Chen Qing went to the prisoner camp and splashed a ladle of water to wake Yuan Feng up. Chen Qing pointed at Yuanwu Jue's hundred people and said, "Go back and tell your witch."

"Send the families of these people over. I'll return all the remaining prisoners to him."

"I've already sent people to return all the corpses to Yuanwu Tribe. This is my sincerity."

Yuan Feng coughed out a mouthful of bloody phlegm. "The fierce tigers of Nanli will definitely not surrender."

Chen Qing smiled. "Whether they surrender or not, that's my business. Your business is to go back and tell your witch my conditions."

After letting Yuan Feng go, Chen Qing and Xuanwu Tribe started to return home.

Late at night.

Yuanwu Jue woke up from the pain. He stood up and looked around. The house was filled with the wounded soldiers of Yuanwu Tribe.

They were captured.

He looked around. No one was watching over them. It was as if they were allowed to walk as they wished.

The smell of food in the air made him even hungrier.

He walked out of the wooden hut. There were no people from Iron Flow Valley standing guard at the entrance either.

He looked around, but he only saw Chen Qing sitting in the centre of the wooden hut with three rows of prisoners. He was drinking alone.

He wanted to say something, but he was shocked by Chen Qing's might. How could a defeated general speak of bravery?

He had killed two thousand of them by himself several times. He had defeated over a hundred of them by himself.

He had lost, and he had lost completely.

Qing Xu, he should have won!

Chen Qing glanced at him from the side. The first thing he said was:

"You've already died for Yuanwu Tribe once."

Yuanwu Jue felt an indescribable surge of emotion. He had already died for Yuanwu Tribe once.

Even in the end, he did not lose his courage.

Chen Qing continued, "You're awake. Go wash off the smell of blood in the river over there. After that, prepare to eat."

"I've already sent people to Yuanwu Tribe to fetch your family."

"The flat land over there has already been cleared. You can build houses."

"If you want wood, chop it yourself. If you want rock, dig it yourself."

Yuanwu Jue's consciousness suddenly became rather blurry. He had no idea what his future would be like. However, after hearing Chen Qing's words, he only had a single thought left.

His family was about to arrive. He could not let them sleep in the wilderness. He had to build houses as soon as possible.

After washing up and eating, he would go borrow some tools and build houses.

He arrived at the river. Five warriors of Yuanwu Tribe were currently bathing in the river.

They were all silent. They only washed off the bloodstains on their bodies silently.

Yuanwu Jue turned his head. He discovered that Chen Qing had continued what he said to a warrior of Yuanwu Tribe who had just woken up.

It seemed like he would repeat it to every single one of them.

All the people of the Yuanrong Tribe only woke up at midnight.

After washing up, they discovered that they were the last one hundred and six people.

Those who were injured or captured in the war were not here.

Qing Xu only has eyes for us. Those who were defeated long ago are not worthy of Qing Xu's attention.

This thought rose in their minds again.

Long tables were set up in the alley of Ironflow Valley, filled with sumptuous food.

This was originally to celebrate Ironflow Valley's great victory, but now they were added.

After eating, Yuanwujue consciously returned to the house he had been lying in before. He laid on his bed, but he had no thoughts of running away.

A place with family was home, and his family was about to arrive here.

Early morning of the fifteenth of the seventh month.

After eating, Jiang Yuhu instructed his family, "If those people of the Yuanrong Tribe come to borrow tools, give them to them."

"They're all warriors who fight to the death. Show them more respect."

After eating breakfast, Jiang Yuhu rode his horse into the depths of the valley, but discovered that Chen Qing had already ridden his horse with a black bear, heading towards the house where the captives lived.

Yuanwujue got up early in the morning, not knowing what to do. He was a little lost. In the end, he remembered Chen Qing's words, and decided to borrow some tools from the people nearby to repair their houses.

Strangely, it was very easy to borrow them. The people of Ironflow Valley even wanted them to stay for breakfast.

Some refused, while others could not resist the enthusiasm of the people of Ironflow Valley and ate breakfast.

Yuanwujue refused, as he really could not eat.

Just as he was about to chop wood, he saw Chen Qing come over with a large black bear on his horse. He threw the black bear on the ground, glanced at him, and scolded, "What are you standing there for? Come help start the fire!"

Yuanwujue was stunned, "Huh?

Alright! "

After sharing the black bear with the captives, Chen Qing began to help them repair their houses.

The sharpness of the Geng Metal Sword made it extremely easy for Chen Qing to chop down trees.

When the warriors of Ironflow Valley saw that Chen Qing was helping, they also took out tools from their homes and went over to help the people of the Yuanrong Tribe repair their houses.

The cultivators built their houses very quickly, and the embryonic forms of houses were quickly erected.

After a busy day with this group of fellows, Chen Qing went to hunt a tiger in the afternoon. After eating tiger meat with them, he returned to his loft.

After cultivating for four hours, Chen Qing opened his eyes. "Even with the snake Gu, I still need to cultivate every day to consolidate my cultivation and stabilize my Dao foundation."

When it was midnight, Chen Qing sat on the bed and stretched his body before putting on the bronze grimace mask.

Seeing Chen Qing appear on the cloud platform, the four of them greeted him one after another.

Chen Qing nodded slightly. "Fu Luo, Red Lotus, Scholar, Little Feng, good evening."

"Then, today's gathering begins now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Yao asked, "Scholar, can you extend the debt for a few more days? I want to advance the light butterfly to the Dao Integration Stage first."

"Only after reaching the Dao Integration Stage will I have more ways to obtain more spirit stones."

Hu Yao's voice contained a trace of exhaustion. It seemed that she had been constantly rushing about for spirit stones during this period of time.

Murong Lang didn't mind this too much. He had a large number of Demon Race Scriptures in his hands. The stronger Hu Yao was, the better he could sell them for.

"No matter, I'm not in a hurry."

Only then did Hu Yao take out three spirit pearls from her bosom and respectfully place them in front of Chen Qing, revealing her Nine Revolving Light Butterfly.

"Senior, please guide me!"

Chen Qing glanced at them and said with a smile, "A drop of dragon's tear."

This request could be considered difficult, but it could also be considered easy. Alright, it could also be considered easy.

It was extremely difficult for a dragon to shed tears.

Unexpectedly, Hu Yao was overjoyed when she heard this request. "Thank you, Senior."

Everyone could hear the joy in Hu Yao's voice.

Everyone began to speculate. Could it be that she could obtain a drop of dragon's tear?

Ji Ru and Xu Yaofeng's light butterflies had already evolved into butterflies. Hu Yao's light butterfly was also about to reach the Dao Integration Stage.

Murong Lang didn't wait any longer. He took out three spirit pearls and placed them in front of Chen Qing. "Senior, please guide me."

As he spoke, his light butterfly appeared in his hand.

Chen Qing already knew the requirements for his light butterfly to reach the Dao Integration Stage. "Lightning strikes for at least two hours and a complete Kui horn."

Murong Lang was overjoyed when he heard this. The Pure Thunder Land lacked many things, but it didn't lack demonic beast materials and lightning.

Although the Kui horn was expensive, he was now a Dao Master and could use it.

"Thank you, Senior."

Ji Ru saw that the other two were done asking and also took out her three spirit grade Gu and started asking Chen Qing, giving him another six spirit pearls.

Xu Yaofeng had finally completed his mission. This time, he came back to continue advancing his Dao Integration Stage light butterfly. He took out two hundred mid-grade spirit stones.

After Chen Qing looked at it, he found that Xu Yaofeng's Dao Integration Stage light butterfly had advanced to the second rank.

However, it had definitely improved. The effect was probably only felt by Xu Yaofeng.

"Laurel Twig."

After this round of questioning, Chen Qing said, "You can start chatting now."

Ji Ru glanced around. During this period, the others were probably busy with their own matters and didn't have time to pay attention to other things. She said, "According to reliable news, the Immortal Court's Divine Son is ready to build his foundation."

"He has already left the Immortal Court in disguise and is preparing to travel around."

"I don't have any specific information for now. I don't know where he went."

Chen Qing was slightly surprised. Even the Immortal Court's Divine Son had to travel around in search of opportunities?

Or could it be that the Immortal Court had divined an opportunity that was especially suitable for Foundation Establishment, so the Divine Son of the Immortal Court had to travel?

Xu Yaofeng said, "My recent mission is also related to Foundation Establishment. According to the information I have, Zhang Tai 'a of the Taiping Cult has already left the Taiping Cult."

"I don't know where he went."

"However, according to the Extreme Light Cult, many Qi Refinement Realm cultivators of the Extreme Light Cult have been ordered to the north."

Murong Lang listened quietly. He didn't belong to the same continent as the others and had no right to speak.

Hu Yao found it strange. She thought that people with noble identities like the Immortal Court's Divine Son and Zhang Tai 'a shouldn't need any additional opportunities to build their foundation.

However, Chen Qing felt like he had missed something. He was only at the eighth level of Qi Refinement!

However, these guys had all come out to search for opportunities to build their foundation. This time, he might not be able to catch up.

Hu Yao suddenly said, "I heard that the mutants of the Yin-Yang Cult have escaped. They seem to have fled to the north."

"The Yin-Yang Cult sent a Divine Son to hunt them down, but I don't know who he is."

Chen Qing was shocked. The mutant who had the Venomous Spirit Body had escaped?

Could it be that the Foundation Establishment opportunity this time was triggered by this mutant?

Was it the mutant who had escaped or the Yin-Yang Cult deliberately released him?

Chen Qing felt as though there were several invisible hands that were controlling everything in the world.

The Qi Refinement Realm cultivators in the world seemed to have gathered in the north under the control of these big hands.

(End of Chapter)