Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu

Chapter 132: Chapter 104: The Roar of the Tiger – You Have Already Died Once for the Yuan Rang Tribe (Part 2)
 

One person slaughtered through them, two thousand at a time. One person defeated over a hundred of them.

They were defeated, and defeated without a fight.

Qingxu, he was destined to win!

Chen Qing glanced at him; his first words were,

“You’ve already died once for the Yuan Rang Tribe.”

Yuan Wujue felt a sudden surge of inexplicable excitement. He had already died once for the Yuan Rang Tribe.

In the end, he never lost his courage.

Chen Qing continued, “You’re awake, go wash the blood off in the river over there. When you’re done, get ready to eat.”

“I’ve already sent someone to bring your family from the Yuan Rang Tribe.”

“The flatland over there has been cleared for building houses.”

“If you need wood, chop it yourself. If you need stones, dig them out yourself.”

At this moment, Yuan Wujue’s mind became somewhat blurred. He did not know what the future held, but after hearing Chen Qing’s words, only one thought remained.

His family was on their way; he couldn’t let them sleep under the open sky. He had to rebuild the house as soon as possible.

He would wash up, then eat, and then borrow some tools to start building.

When he got to the river, five warriors from the Yuan Rang Tribe were bathing.

They remained silent, merely washing the blood off their bodies.

Yuan Wujue turned his head and noticed Chen Qing was repeating his earlier words to a newly awakened warrior from the Yuan Rang Tribe.

It seemed he was going to say it to everyone individually.

It was only at midnight that everyone from the Yuan Rang Tribe woke up.

After washing, they realized that only the last 106 of them were there.

Those injured and captured in the war were not present.

Qingxu only valued them; those who had long been defeated were not worthy of Qingxu’s efforts.

This thought returned to them.

Long tables were laid out in the alley of Iron Flow Valley, filled with sumptuous food.

This was originally to celebrate Iron Flow Valley’s great victory. Now there were just more of them present.

After eating, Yuan Wujue returned to the house where he had previously lain, lying on the large communal bed without any thoughts of escape.

Where his family was, that was home. And his family was about to arrive here.

Morning, July 15th.

After Jiang Yuhu ate, he instructed his family, “If people from the Yuan Rang Tribe come to borrow tools, lend them.”

“They were warriors who fought to the death, have some respect for them.”

After breakfast, Jiang Yuhu rode into the depths of the canyon, only to find Chen Qing had already ridden off with a Black Bear, heading to where the prisoners resided.

Yuan Wujue got up in the morning, unsure of what to do, feeling a bit lost, then remembered Chen Qing’s words and decided to borrow some tools from the nearby households to build a house.

Strangely, it was quite easy to borrow the tools; some families from Iron Flow Valley even wanted to keep them for breakfast.

Some refused, some couldn’t resist Iron Flow Valley’s hospitality and stayed for breakfast.

Yuan Wujue refused, as he was too full to eat.

He was just about to chop wood when he saw Chen Qing riding over, towing a large Black Bear, and tossed the bear to the ground, glanced at him, and scolded, “What are you standing there for? Come and help light the fire!”

Yuan Wujue replied blankly, “Huh? Okay!”

They divided the Black Bear among the prisoners with Chen Qing, who then began helping them build houses.

Chen Qing found chopping trees incredibly convenient with the sharpness of the Geng Metal Sword.

Seeing Chen Qing helping out, the warriors of Iron Flow Valley also took out tools from their homes to assist the Yuan Rang people in building houses.

Cultivators raised houses quickly; frameworks of buildings soon stood tall.

After spending a whole day tinkering with these guys, in the afternoon Chen Qing hunted a tiger, ate tiger meat with them, and then returned to his attic.

After cultivating for more than two hours, Chen Qing opened his eyes, “Even with the Snake Gu, I still need daily cultivation to consolidate my cultivation base to keep the Dao Foundation stable.”

When midnight came, Chen Qing sat by his bed, stretched himself, and then donned the bronze ghost mask.

Seeing Chen Qing appear on the Cloud Platform, four people greeted him one after another.

Chen Qing nodded slightly, “Fu Luo, Red Lotus, scholar, Feng, good evening.”

“Well then, today’s gathering starts now.”

As soon as he finished, Hu Yao inquired, “Scholar, can you extend the credit some more days? I want to promote the Light Butterfly to Harmonization first.”

“Once promoted to Harmonization, I can have more ways to obtain Spirit Stones.”

Hu Yao’s voice carried a hint of fatigue; it seemed she had been working tirelessly for Spirit Stones recently.

Murong Lang wasn’t too concerned about it. He had a large number of demon clan scriptures on hand, and only with Hu Yao’s strength increased could he sell them at a better price.

“No problem, I’m not in a hurry.”

Only then did Hu Yao take out three Spiritual Pearls from her bosom and respectfully placed them in front of Chen Qing, revealing her Ninth Transformation Light Butterfly.

“Please advise, senior!”

Scanning quickly, Chen Qing smiled and said, “A drop of Dragon Tears.”

This requirement, difficult yet not difficult. Well, not difficult is still hard.

Dragons are extremely reluctant to shed tears.

Who knew that upon hearing this requirement, Hu Yao was pleased, “Thank you, senior.”

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

They all speculated whether she might actually be able to obtain Dragon Tears.

Now Ji Ru and Xu Yaofeng’s Light Butterflies had already transformed, and Hu Yao’s Light Butterfly was about to achieve Harmonization.

Murong Lang, not wanting to delay further, took out three Spiritual Pearls and gently placed them in front of Chen Qing, “Please advise, senior.”

He spoke, his Light Butterfly emerging in his hands.

Chen Qing already knew his Light Butterfly’s promotion requirements, “At least an hour of continuous thunder bombardment, and a complete Great Kui horn.”

Murong Lang was delighted upon hearing this; Thunder Pure Land lacked nothing but demon beast materials and thunder.

The Great Kui horn, though expensive, he was now a Daoist Master and could maneuver something.

“Thank you, senior.”

Seeing the other two inquire, Ji Ru also took out her three spiritual items as she questioned Chen Qing, once again offering six Spiritual Pearls to him.

Xu Yaofeng finally completed his mission and returned, intending to continue promoting his Harmonization Light Butterfly, taking out two hundred mid-grade Spirit Stones.

After reviewing it, Chen Qing realized Xu Yaofeng’s Harmonization Light Butterfly had promoted to Second Transformation, the description unchanged.

But he was certain there was an enhancement, the effect probably only perceptible to Xu Yaofeng.

“Laurel Branch.”

Following this round of inquiries, Chen Qing announced, “You all can start chatting now.”

Ji Ru glanced around, probably because recently, everyone was occupied with their affairs without much time or attention for other matters, then said, “According to reliable sources, the Immortal Court Divine Son is ready for Foundation Establishment.”

“He has currently left the Immortal Court, in disguise, to travel the world.”

“No precise information for now, whereabouts unknown.”

Chen Qing listened, slightly astonished—was even the Immortal Court Divine Son roaming the world seeking opportunities for Foundation Establishment?

Or did the Immortal Court foresee some special opportunity ideal for Foundation Establishment, prompting the Divine Son’s travels?

Xu Yaofeng stated, “My recent task also concerns Foundation Establishment. According to my intel, the Taiping Sect’s Daoist, Zhang Taia, has left the Taiping Sect.”

“Currently, his destination is unknown.”

“But based on information from the Jiguang Sect, many from the Qi Refining Realm of the Jiguang Sect have been ordered to head north.”

Murong Lang listened quietly; being from a different continent than the others, he had little to contribute.

Hearing this, Hu Yao found it odd; she thought distinguished figures like the Immortal Court Divine Son and Zhang Taia wouldn’t need extra opportunities for Foundation Establishment.

Listening on, Chen Qing realized he seemed to have missed something. He was only at the eighth layer of Qi Refinement!

Yet, these people were out seeking opportunities for Foundation Establishment, a chance he might miss entirely.

Suddenly Hu Yao spoke, “I heard that an Abnormal person from the Yin Yang Sect escaped and reportedly fled north.”

“The Yin Yang Sect dispatched a Daoist after them, but no one knows who.”

Chen Qing was startled; an Abnormal person escaped, someone with the Gu Spirit Body?

Could it be the Foundation Establishment opportunity this time was triggered by this Abnormal person?

Was it truly an escape, or did the Yin Yang Sect intentionally release them?

Chen Qing felt as if countless invisible hands were manipulating everything in the world.

Across the world, Qi Refining Realm cultivators seemed to converge north under the orchestration of these hidden hands.