Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu

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"Mobilize the troops!"

"Transmit Lord Witch’s command!"

"Mobilize the troops!"

"The Yuan Rang Tribe has unilaterally stirred up border disputes, mobilize the troops to protect the territory of the Xuan Bird Tribe!"

Over a dozen fast horses galloped in all directions, spreading Xuan Mang’s orders throughout the entire Xuan Bird Tribe.

After Xuan Mang decided to engage in a grand battle with the Yuan Rang Tribe, he immediately dispatched Hei Yu, Yushengzi, and the old priest to escort the injured Xuanping back home.

Hei Yu and Yushengzi were the only Foundation Establishments in the tribe. Sending them back not only avoided casualties but also helped Xuanping defend the city.

The old priest had excellent medical skills, but was not strong in combat and would need a lot of protection on the battlefield.

As for healing, there were many physicians, but only the old priest was a Foundation Establishment.

If he were to be assassinated on the battlefield, it couldn’t be compensated even by a spirit stone vein.

The battlefield was right at their doorstep, so there was still time to send the wounded back.

Chen Qing, in fact, wanted to escort Xuanping back to Cold Mountain City as well, as it would mean avoiding the battlefield once there.

However, he thought about how he was about to reach Qi Refinement level nine, and within a few years might advance to Foundation Establishment. Opportunities for such large-scale battles wouldn’t come again soon, so he decided to stay.

He couldn’t allow the Yuan Rang Tribe to hunt him for two hundred miles without responding, right?

He had to lead troops to chase them as well.

Moreover, regarding the treasure deep within the spirit stone veins, Chen Qing had a strong premonition that this treasure would surely allow him to break through to Qi Refinement level nine successfully!

Xuanping mounted her horse, and Chen Qing couldn’t help but notice with astonishment the elasticity of a certain part of her body, akin to having a meat Gu.

"You rascal, I’m going back to hold Cold Mountain City, while the warriors of my tribe are entrusted to you."

"Remember, listen to your brother, and don’t act recklessly on your own."

She lowered her voice, "Be careful."

"Remember, when I reach Foundation Establishment, you still need to protect me!"

After saying so, she quickly left with the three Foundation Establishments to hold Cold Mountain City.

Chen Qing also mounted his horse, heading to Yuan Tianfang and Tie Liu Valley’s encampment, "Break camp!"

Seeing his subordinates swiftly packing up tents, Chen Qing rode his horse over to Jiang Yuhu and his team of eight, saying softly, "Put on the inner armors I’ve prepared for you in advance."

Jiang Yuhu and the others hurried back to their tents to change into the silver inner armors embedded with ten medium-grade spirit stones.

The Great Kui Sword was excellent, but its consumption of Spiritual Energy was truly astounding.

While Chen Qing didn’t need to worry because of his Snake Gu, Jiang Yuhu and the others could only rely on absorbing Spiritual Energy.

It wasn’t long after the army set out when Chen Qing heard that Xuan Mang had summoned him.

Chen Qing rode his horse to catch up with the main force, arriving at the front to meet Xuan Mang, "Lord Xuan Mang."

Xuan Mang nodded with a smile and said, "Qingxu, I’ll sit at the center with Shi Xintie stationed. You have command over your and Xuanping’s men. Feel free to act on your own initiative without following my orders to seek out a tactical advantage."

He extended a hand, tapping Chen Qing’s chest lightly, "It’s your first time on the battlefield; they might not be on guard. Let’s see how you can catch them unawares."

Chen Qing clasped his fists, "Yes, I won’t disappoint Lord Witch’s trust."

As Chen Qing rode back to lead the army, Xuan Mang thought to himself that Qingxu had once charged alone at two hundred men.

Now leading three hundred, with the Eight Tigers under his banner, he couldn’t even imagine how ferocious the scene would be!

Therefore, he let go of controlling Chen Qing, allowing him to find his own tactical advantage.

Chen Qing understood Xuan Mang’s intention. Just joining the Xuan Bird Tribe and being entrusted like this gave him some fondness for Xuan Mang.

Honestly speaking, for someone of Xuan Mang’s status to personally lead troops into battle, Chen Qing found him quite courageous.

Xuan Mang was a Foundation Establishment.

Also the son of the Great Witch.

Leading the army all the way, they had just arrived near the low mountains close to the spirit stone veins when Chen Qing heard shouts of battle erupting ahead.

"Rest for a moment, I’ll return shortly!"

Chen Qing rode up the low mountain, looking at the distant battlefield. In the night, the Yuan Rang Tribe raised torches, resembling a fire dragon charging at the yet-to-be-stabilized Xuan Bird Tribe army.

The momentum was terrifying.

The Yuan Rang Tribe numbered about two thousand people, while the Xuan Bird Tribe had around eighteen hundred.

Excluding Chen Qing’s three hundred, Xuan Mang was leading only about fifteen hundred.

Chen Qing thought they would spend a couple of days observing before engaging in battle, but the Yuan Rang Tribe rose up their army as soon as the Xuan Bird Tribe arrived, catching them off guard.

Yuan Ye was no fool.

At this moment, with volleys of arrows raining down, Xuan Mang and Shi Xintie erected a stone wall twenty zhang long, only to have it shattered in mere moments by iron arrows.

Amidst the chaos, Xuan Mang remained unhurried, calmly directing the surrounding tribal army in defense.

Unfortunately, due to being ambushed, the tribe was in disarray, struggling to hold on, relying solely on Xuan Mang and Shi Xintie’s Foundation Establishment cultivation to forcibly erect a Spiritual Energy Wall, barely resisting the enemy’s assault.

In a battlefield of cultivators, terrain was practically useless.

Chen Qing saw clearly that a single charge from the Yuan Rang Tribe leveled a low mountain, leaving behind scattered stones and toppled trees.

Chen Qing rode back, glancing up at the bright moon, "Abandon torches and supplies, wrap the horses’ hooves, and follow me!"

Once everyone mounted again, they rode around to the rear of the Yuan Rang Tribe. The Mutant Blood Horses traversed the mountains like level ground, and in a matter of moments, Chen Qing had circled to the rear of the Yuan Rang Tribe’s army.

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