The Great Wild God - Chapter 107

Chapter 107 Beishan City
Daoist Azurewood didn’t want to fall into a sad mood. He changed the topic and said,

“If this Spirit Gathering Formation can continue to be refined, the effect of Spirit Gathering will be increased by 10-20%. In addition, I estimate that there should be room for improvement in the formation …”

The Gui Xi Tribe’s Frost Casting Saber must first place the iron of the Casting Blade in a cold place for several years to remove impurities.

Speaking of placing impurities in a place rich in spiritual energy to purify, Chen Xun thought to himself that there was no place more suitable than the Void Elemental Space. He then asked Daoist Cyanwood, “How can the Spirit Gathering Formation be improved?”

‘”I heard that the Cloud Continent Sect has a secret talisman that can be refined specifically for the Spirit Gathering Storage Technique. If I can use the Spirit Gathering Talisman Seal instead of these six profound talisman bronze seals, I guess the power of the formation will be even stronger. However, what I have learned in my life is limited. The only hope for improving the Spirit Gathering Origin Formation can rest on you …”

Chen Xun thought to himself, even if the Spirit Gathering Origin Formation couldn’t be improved, Daoist Greenwood’s achievements in forging talismans and artifacts couldn’t be compared to those sect craftsmen.

In the past year and a half, apart from refining a Spirit Gathering Formation with Daoist Azurewood, he had also learned the refining method, and more importantly, he had learned all of Daoist Azurewood’s life’s experience in forging talismans and artifacts.

This way, not only would he be able to improve the Spirit Gathering Formation, he would also be able to refine other formations and talismans.

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The next day, Chen Xun and Zong Ya headed to Tianma Lake Stronghold City to prepare some items for their long journey.

Although it wasn’t any colder than the cold wave three years ago, it was still exceptionally cold this winter in the northern mountain of Python Fang Ridge.

Wild Horse Stream was frozen, and the mountains were covered in snow. There were even small herds of beasts on the edge of the Northern Mountain.

However, after Tianma Lake’s stronghold city was formed, more than a thousand rogue cultivators poured in. Small-scale beast herds appeared outside Tianma Lake, causing rogue cultivators to slaughter all of them. They simply could not threaten the strongholds of Black Mountain and Black Python further south.

After crossing the ridge of the Azure Dragon Ridge, which was like a blade standing upside down, the east-west stronghold city of Tianma Lake stood on both sides of Wild Horse Stream. Its stone walls were high, and there were iron cables running across between the two cities, and thick plates were laid on them, forming a giant iron cable bridge for carriages and horses to pass through.

The western city was the territory of the Ghost Xi Tribe, and the eastern city was the territory of the nine races.

Chen Xun naturally wouldn’t run to the western city if he had nothing else to do, and the Immortal Seeking Palace that Zhao Tu had run was also in the eastern city.

The stone wall was more than 10 metres tall, and the stone beam at the southern city gate was inscribed with the two characters “Beishan”.

Chen Xun raised his head to look at the two words’ Ancient Seal ‘and smiled faintly.

Ghost Faction had built a stronghold in the western city. In the name of the Heavenly Horse, the Nine Clans had not borrowed the name of the Eastern City. Instead, they had chosen the word “Northern Mountain”. This was more or less intriguing.

Chen Xun was a guest minister of the Nine Clans, but he had accepted the invitation of the Nine Clans and had yet to enter the Northern Mountain City once. The Nine Clans sent two Essence Gathering Pills to the Immortal Seeking House on time. He felt somewhat guilty.

Two long streets crisscrossed the entire city. Horses and chariots flowed endlessly like dragons. Along the streets were shops selling tea, salt, cloth, iron, and various kinds of mountain and river food.

The nine races had all promoted Zuo Chonggu to the position of City Lord of Northern Mountain City.

At this time, there were more than ten shops in Dongcheng that specialized in collecting and selling cultivation resources. They were all built around the City Lord’s Mansion.

At this moment, an incomparably majestic scaled horse galloped towards them.

The Scaled Horse was extremely intelligent and swift. It could still nimbly avoid other carriages and pedestrians. Zuoqiu was wearing armor that revealed faint spiritual energy. He jumped off the Scaled Horse and walked over happily. He hugged Chen Xun and Zong Ya’s arms and laughed loudly,

“Haha, I heard that someone brought a green leopard into the city. I guessed it was you.”

Seeing his acquaintance, Ah Qing jumped with excitement. He rushed over and licked Zuoqiu’s face.

Zuoqiu was so frightened that he dodged and asked Chen Xun, “What kind of mutant is this leopard? Why is it that it doesn’t have the slightest bit of majestic aura?”

Normally, Xuan Bao would have a lifespan of three to five hundred years. At this moment, Ah Qing, who was only in his early thirties, was still an infant. Chen Xun laughed as he saw Ah Qing fluttering around the city, causing chickens to fly and dogs to jump. He said to Zuoqiu,

“I’ve been cultivating with Senior Cyanwood these past few days. I forgot to come to the Northern Mountain.”

“Is my uncle in good health?” Zuoqiu asked with concern, “Granduncle doesn’t allow us to visit. I wonder how the old man is doing.”

“Senior Greenwood will be cultivating in seclusion in a while. Perhaps you should go meet him.” Chen Xun said.

“Ah” Zuoqiu heard what Chen Xun said, and knew that his uncle was going to sit in the Death Pass this time. If he couldn’t break through, he would have to sit down and his soul would return to the mountains.

Zuoqiu stood on the street, his heart filled with melancholy. After a while, he sighed with emotion, “My uncle persuaded his clansmen to ask my uncle to return to Left Thorn. Uncle has no intention of doing so again.”

Chen Xun could not comment on the internal affairs of the Left Thorn Tribe, but he knew that Zuo Chonggu was determined to expand, so he wanted to invite Daoist Greenwood, who had been expelled from the tribe 30 years ago, back.

Daoist Greenwood had no intention of dealing with mundane matters, but even if he did not belong to the Left Thorn Tribe, he would always worry about his clansmen.

It was said that cultivating required mortal feelings, but who could do it so easily?

Ignoring this heavy topic, Chen Xun said,

“Zhao Tu is in the city and is usually taken care of. I should have come here early to thank him. He only showed up after procrastination. The Zuo Clan’s Clan Master won’t blame me, right?”

“Why are you saying such courteous words? Naturally, it’s important for you to cultivate now?” Zuoqiu smiled and said, “You came out of seclusion just in time. Master Qianlan and Master Lingyin are currently visiting the city …”

Hearing that Su Lingyin and Qianlan were also in the city, Chen Xun was slightly stunned. He thought to himself, although some dirty things had happened between the Nine Clans and the Ghost Xi Tribe in secret these past two years, on the surface, they were not in the mood. Recently, he had not heard of anything special happening. As an elder of the Learning Palace, why did Su Lingyin come to the Northern Mountain?

As for Su Lingyin, Chen Xun didn’t have the time to ask around with Zuoqiu.

“That’s great. I haven’t seen Qianlan in almost three years.” Thinking of that stubborn little girl back then, Chen Xun felt warm in his heart as he asked, “Is the sword blade in the city?”

“Jianfeng just brought a group of people out of the city the day before yesterday. They should be back in two days. He always told me that he wanted to go to the black python to see you, but he was afraid of disturbing your cultivation …”

Apart from inviting guests, the nine races also sent out barbarian martial artists to form a city patrol camp as a standing force. At this time, there were more than 120 elite barbarian martial artists above the intermediate level, and six black pythons also entered the city patrol camp, awaiting deployment.

Cultivation was only a part of strength.

Zuoqiu stepped down the scaled horse, his battle armor, and the profound weapons on his waist were all first-class True Yang Realm equipment. Even if his cultivation was only increased to the eighth level of Marrow Cleansing, his combat strength was at least several times stronger than before.

More than 120 elite barbarian martial artists and armored mounts were fully equipped. In terms of the current situation, they were still able to contend against Ghost Faction’s forces on the West Coast.

Many years ago, Zuo Chonggu was only half a step away from the Reincarnation Realm. Last winter, Su Lingyin gave him a spirit medicine, and he managed to advance to the Reincarnation Realm with great difficulty. He was currently the number one person of the nine races.

From this point of view, Su Lingyin was much more authentic than the rest of the Su Clan. She did not accept the thousands of spirit pills that the nine clans offered each year in vain without giving them any reward.

More importantly, Su Lingyin had given him spirit medicines to show her stance, which was also a key reason why the nine races were able to contend against Ghost Faction and restrain other rogue cultivators.

As the North Mountain City Lord, Zuo Chonggu also personally controlled the city patrol camp.

Zuoqiu, Gu Chen, Gu Jianfeng, and the others all held important positions in the City Lord’s Mansion and the City Patrol Camp.

In the past two years, Zuo Chonggu had mobilized a large number of people to build Beishan City. At the same time, he had recruited the diaspora to encourage the various races to move their populations to Dongcheng City.

At present, apart from the highly mobile loose cultivators and merchants, there were already more than 20,000 barbarians living in Dongcheng, comparable to a small town.

The Wilderness Race clansmen had a special characteristic, that was, they were extremely fertile like birds and beasts in the wilderness.

Although the northern mountain tribes of Python Fang Ridge had lost nearly half of their population during the three years of cold wave beast attacks, only two to three years had passed and the entire village was filled with babies rolling in the mud.

In less than ten years, the lost population of the Northern Mountain would be fully recovered.

This also provided the Northern Mountain City with vigor and vitality.

Large numbers of people moved in, and the main products of the nine races gathered here. In terms of population and trade scale, Beishan City quickly surpassed Tianma City, which was controlled by the Guixi Tribe, in less than two years.

In the past two years, other than Su Lingyin and Su Qingfeng, who had offered treasures and pills worth around 5,000 to 6,000 talismans, the proceeds from Beishan City had also been used for the construction of the city and the construction of the city patrol camp.

For the other eight races, it was worth it.

In the past year, the black python had gathered and distributed a large amount of its products through the Immortal Seeking Temple, and the profits it had obtained were far greater than before.

A once-in-a-decade cold wave was the greatest threat to the survival of the Beishan tribes. Perhaps the construction of Beishan City had changed.