Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 391 - 300 Barbarian Tribe Great Elder Wu Xiao_1

Chapter 391: 300 Barbarian Tribe Great Elder Wu Xiao_1

Golden Crow Grassland, Golden Crow City.

In a resplendent golden hall, Wu Yan sat on the main seat, his gaze somber.

A full-figured woman in a purple dress was reporting to Wu Yan with a solemn expression.

"What? Two Nascent Soul early-stage Cultivators caused trouble at the doorstep of the Golden Ape Tribe, and Hao Hu personally took action, yet they managed to escape? Useless trash, Hao Hu has made our Barbarian Tribe lose all face."

Wu Yan cursed angrily.

"Those two Nascent Soul Cultivators are not ordinary. The female is Chu Buyu from the Sun Moon Palace; she’s the disciple of the Palace Master of the Lunar Palace, the future successor of the Sun Moon Palace. The male’s identity is unknown, only that he practices Body Cultivation and possesses a heavy Spiritual Treasure. They have killed five Nascent Soul Cultivators already, including two in the Middle Stage and destroyed the physical bodies of two, severely wounding five."

The woman in the purple dress reported slowly.

Bi Xin, Nascent Soul early stage, in charge of intelligence.

"That’s no excuse for letting two Nascent Soul early-stage cultivators slip away. Issue an order, a Spiritual Treasure as a reward for their capture. If they manage to escape back to the Human Clan’s domain, our Barbarian Tribe will lose all face, and the Human Cultivators will roam freely on our turf from now on."

Wu Yan ordered, his face full of murderous intent.

In recent years, the Barbarian Tribe had been on a declining path. Every time the Human Clan went to war with the Barbarian Tribe, the Barbarians had to cede territory for peace. Now, two Nascent Soul early-stage cultivators have entered the heartland of the Barbarian Tribe as if strolling in their own backyard. If word of this spread, who would take the Barbarian Tribe seriously?

"Yes, Taoist Friend Wu."

Bi Xin accepted the command and left.

"Thinking back millions of years ago, our Barbarian Tribe almost annihilated the Human Clan of the Donghua Cultivation Realm. Now, two Nascent Soul early-stage cultivators are wandering through our territory as if visiting their own backyard garden. Truly shameful."

Wu Yan sighed.

"You still know shame; there is still hope for salvation."

A loud male voice rang out.

As these words fell, a cluster of golden flames shone and transformed into a burly young man in golden garments.

The young man in golden garments had bulging muscles, a steady gait, and an unfathomable presence.

"Great Elder, you’ve returned."

Wu Yan quickly stood up, his expression respectful.

The young man in golden garments was Wu Xiao, the most highly cultivated member of the Barbarian Tribe.

"I just got back, and to think that as soon as I step away, our tribe has become this weak. Two Nascent Soul early-stage human cultivators dare to take a leisurely stroll in our land."

Wu Xiao said in a stern voice.

"Rest assured, Great Elder, we will definitely kill them. I’ll personally lead the team."

Wu Yan immediately stated his position, his expression tense.

Wu Xiao gave a self-deprecating smile and said, "You need to personally handle two Nascent Soul early-stage cultivators? That would bring even more shame upon our Barbarian Tribe. Just send the High Priest of another tribe. Speaking of which, any news about the Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasure?"

"There is a sealed area that might possess a Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasure. However, removing the treasure might loosen the seal, possibly allowing otherworldly cultivators to come here."

Wu Yan explained.

"Humph, let the otherworldly cultivators come if they will; it makes no difference to us. Without the Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasure, the Human Clan always ends a large-scale war with our retreat."

Wu Xiao’s face was stern.

Both the Human Clan and the Barbarian Tribe had Soul Transformation Cultivators, but Mo Wuya possessed a Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasure while Wu Xiao did not, leaving the Barbarian Tribe with no choice but to constantly concede in conflicts.

"Had I known it would come to this, our ancestors should not have allied with the Human Clan to fight against the otherworldly cultivators."

Wu Xiao frowned and said.

"Great Elder, that place is still quite dangerous. I should personally lead the team. I will surely bring the treasure back; you can stay and oversee Golden Crow City."

Wu Yan suggested.

Wu Xiao nodded and instructed, "Be very careful on the way."

"Yes, Great Elder."

Wu Yan promised earnestly.

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On a vast, boundless green grassland, the ground suddenly burst open, and two figures flew out. Shen Long held Fairy Chu, Pale in complexion and listless in spirit, in his arms.

Nascent Soul Cultivators from the Barbarian Tribe teamed up to ambush them, Shen Long and Chu Buyu fought back together, but were outnumbered, leaving Chu Buyu gravely injured.

"We’re in the territory of the Human Clan now, they shouldn’t dare to chase us here. Fairy Chu, how about you come to our Spirit Control Sect to recuperate?"

Shen Long asked.

Surrounded by formidable foes, Chu Buyu never once abandoned Shen Long to escape alone. They stood side by side in battle, facing hardships together.

It wasn’t the first time they had shared adversity. Years ago, they broke through restrictions and searched for treasures in the Five Dragon Secret Realm. Decades earlier, they had gotten through tough times together in the Absolute Spirit Sea Domain. Now, fighting shoulder to shoulder in the heartland of the Barbarian Tribe, they had come to understand each other better and developed mutual fondness.

"Then I’ll impose on your kindness."

Chu Buyu’s voice was weak, showing her extreme frailty.

Shen Long gave a faint smile and said, "There is no imposition. This is something I ought to do."

He summoned the Gold-Winged Windroc and, cradling Chu Buyu, climbed onto the back of the Gold-Winged Windroc.

With a gentle flap of its wings, the Gold-Winged Windroc soared into the sky, swiftly disappearing from view.

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Wanjian Mountain Range, the main stronghold of the Wanjian Sect.

On a steep peak, Mo Wuya and Qi Xiao sat next to a bluestone table.

"It has been many years, Taoist Friend Qi has advanced to the Divinity Transformation Stage, congratulations!"

Mo Wuya congratulated him.

"Compared to Taoist Friend Mo, I still have a long way to go. My visit this time is to ask you something, can you contact the elders of your sect in the Spirit Realm?"

Qi Xiao asked, his expression grave.

"Yes, but under normal circumstances, we do not initiate contact with them. Whatever it is Taoist Friend Qi wants to say, please feel free to speak your mind."

Mo Wuya replied.

"I mean no offense, I just want to know, is it possible to ascend to the Spirit Realm upon reaching the Middle Stage of Divinity Transformation?"

Qi Xiao’s gaze was fixed on Mo Wuya.

Mo Wuya nodded and said, "In theory, yes, but there might be unexpected challenges during the ascension. It’s better to prepare more defense treasures. Taoist Friend Qi, you have just entered the Divinity Transformation Stage, it’s a bit early to be asking about these things."

"Not at all, I just want to know the way forward. Given your status, Taoist Friend Mo, you wouldn’t deceive me."

Qi Xiao spoke with deep meaning.

"Why would I deceive you? There’s no need for it."

Mo Wuya chuckled lightly.

"I know Taoist Friend Mo wouldn’t deceive me. At the Divinity Transformation Stage, advancing further is extremely difficult. I’m planning to start a war, to strike at the Barbarian Tribe. What do you think of this plan?"

Qi Xiao said.

"We fought the Barbarian Tribe over a hundred years ago, and you want to fight them again?"

Mo Wuya frowned.

Qi Xiao snorted coldly and said, "Do we have to wait for a certain time before we deal with the Barbarian Tribe? We must continuously diminish their strength, or else if they grow too powerful, they will pose a threat to our Human Clan. A million years ago, the Barbarian Tribe almost annihilated the Human Clan of the Donghua Cultivation Realm."

"What concerns me is the possibility of the Barbarian Tribe members in the Spirit Realm descending to The Lower Realm. Although it’s a very low probability, it is not impossible. Otherwise, do you think I couldn’t kill Wu Xiao?"

Mo Wuya spoke confidently.

"I understand the principle behind a cornered dog jumping over a wall. However, there are still eighteen great tribes of the Barbarian Tribe. We don’t need to annihilate them, just further weakening their strength while expanding the territory of our Human Clan."

Qi Xiao said.

After thinking it over for a moment, Mo Wuya nodded and said, "Alright then! However, we need to plan this carefully and not rush into it. At this stage of our lives, we should mainly focus on ascension. Other matters are less important."

Qi Xiao nodded and said, "Naturally, my main goal is to acquire some Spiritual Treasures and also to cultivate my corpse refinement. I won’t go overboard."

"That would be best."

Mo Wuya nodded.

They discussed the timing of initiating the war and laid out a general strategy, leaving the details for the younger generation to negotiate.

Two hours later, Qi Xiao stood up to leave and departed from the Wanjian Sect.