After a century of worship, I became the ancestor of the tribe.

Chapter 100: The Foundation of Part One, The Flying Ship Crashes (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
I wouldn't dare say that.

Mu Long's words startled the three clan leaders present.

What a joke! If the pulse master came, he'd crush them to death.

A dignified fourth-tier expert coming out to slap ordinary humans, does the Xiaoyang Clan have no shame?

Furthermore, the pulse master possessed the power to cause mountains to collapse and the earth to split when he raised his hand, yet as far as the eye could see, there were only a hundred thousand mountains, if not more.

The pulse master patted each one one by one, like playing whack-a-mole.

The northern peoples are as cunning as foxes.

Sensing the aura emanating from the dragon, the three clan leaders first lowered their heads, and then their bodies began to shrink down as well.

"My lord, in fact, you have already completed the tasks within the tribe and have thoroughly investigated the northern human tribes."

At this moment, Mu Xun spoke up, "Your Excellency has only been here for a little over half a year, and the Northern Human Race has been wiped out. Only some humans have fled into the mountains, which is nothing compared to Your Excellency's extermination of the Northern Human Race."

"Ah, right, right. From Qushui to where we are now, there's no one left. Your mission is complete."

"Humph!"

Mu Long snorted coldly and rode the Crocodile Dragon into the ruins of the market from a high vantage point.

Seeing Mu Long depart, the three clan leaders breathed a slight sigh of relief, but Mu Long's words rang out once again.

"Remember what you said."

"Yes."

"Yes Yes."

The three sturgeon immediately lowered their heads.

Who the hell can we complain to? Half of the Owl Sun Clan soldiers killed by the humans came from their three major tribes.

They thought they could bring some humans back, but now all the humans they had previously detained have become food for Mu Long's soldiers.

Now, the humans have long since fled into the mountains or migrated to even more distant places. Where are we going to capture them again?

Going into the mountains?

Forget it.

The cost is too high.

That damned human race saw this and that's why they scattered everyone away. And to do that, such scattered human tribes simply couldn't manage it.

There must be a human leader in the middle, most likely the Blazing Flame Tribe.

This is too much of a coincidence. When the Blazing Flame was in the North, and they were preparing to attack and destroy it, not only did the Blazing Flame disappear, but the other human tribes that had fled to the North also disappeared.

Such tribes must be wiped out.

The three clan leaders were preoccupied with their own thoughts. Although they all had this idea, none of them thought of going to Mu Long to discuss it.

They even thought that Mulong had already thought of this.

After all, it's been more than half a year. It's understandable that we didn't think of it half a year ago, but in the past six months, the Xiaoyang Clan has repeatedly suffered setbacks in their attempts to enter the mountains. Even Mu Long himself was at a loss when he went into the mountains. If he still couldn't come up with a solution, then Mu Long's title of commander of ten thousand men would be too undeserved.

But Mu Long earned his position as a commander of ten thousand by fighting against the human race in Ji for many years.

In the middle of the market, a group of crocodile dragons lay coiled, marking out an open space.

The Mulong jumped off the Crocodile Dragon and sat down in the middle of the circle.

"Captain of ten thousand men."

A white-haired owl came closer.

"These humans can't hide in the mountains forever; they'll come out one day."

Mu Yin spoke, revealing that even the humans hiding in the shadows couldn't always escape from their grasp.

However, compared to crushing a few humans who launched a sneak attack, the sheer number of their troops moving together was a huge blow to morale.

“There was a clever man in the north who dispersed this group of humans in the mountains, using the power of the mountains to avoid being wiped out by our people.”

Mu Long's anger towards his subordinates had subsided.

"In such a vast place, with mountains and forests everywhere, as long as the human race is willing to hide, even if a hundred thousand tribal soldiers come, it is impossible to wipe out the human race without leaving a single one."

To truly eradicate the humans here, we need to migrate tribes to settle in this vast mountain forest.

Mu Yin nodded. "Eight thousand years ago, our Xiaoyang relied on its terrain to escape the conquest of the Yongshan tribe."

"Either we spend time occupying this place, or the human race will be like weeds, they'll just grow back."

Mu Yin also knew that at most, the tribe could only send a few small branch tribes here, and it was impossible to send more tribe soldiers.

Although the major branches of the clan are outwardly friendly but inwardly at odds, they all want to invade Ji and then occupy Yongyi.

The fertile land of Yongyi, which had been cultivated by the human race, was completely transformed into the land of the Xiaoyang clan.

"Commander, shall we return to our territory next?"

Seeing that Mu Long seemed to know what was going on, Mu Yin assumed that Mu Long was about to retreat.

"No, the mission isn't finished yet, how can we back down?"

Mu Long looked towards the direction of the giant mountain and said, "It's been so long, and I don't know what the Bo Bu flying boat is doing. It hasn't finished its journey yet, and I wonder if there really is a treasure there."

"When my tribe sent me a message not long ago, I suddenly realized that we had indeed overlooked this wilderness before, and we wanted to arrange for the tribe to occupy it."

It should be noted that when the Yongshan tribe conquered this area, they erected a monument to commemorate their victory.

Aren't you curious about what the other side of Mount Kyotake is like?

Mu Yin remained silent. Mount Juyue was like an insurmountable barrier, blocking the north and south for countless years.

Even the mighty Yongshan tribe, which once dominated the land, couldn't cross it.

"Is the clan really going to send a tribe over?" Mu Yin was taken aback, somewhat surprised.

After all, separated by the vast miasma swamp, this place is far inferior to Jidi.

"The clan probably felt that whether or not there were treasures here, taking over this place would be just a matter of convenience."

Mu Long spoke calmly, adding that when it first arrived half a year ago, the clan hadn't had such an idea.

But it doesn't matter, it's not like we're going to leave it behind.

There happened to be three guys outside.

As he spoke, Mu Long glanced at the three clan leaders outside.

"These three guys are lucky; they'll be able to stay in the North for a long time."

Mu Yin also looked at the three-headed clan leader. As a centurion, he had no say in the clan's decisions; they were all discussed by the elders, and even the ten-thousand-man commanders simply followed orders.

"Commander, what's our next task?"

"It's simple. When the Bobu Flying Ship returns, we'll strike it."

Mu Long spoke softly, but Mu Yin was stunned, her gaze falling once again on the three guys outside.

"Were those three guys telling the truth? They really intended to destroy the Bobu Flying Ship?"

Mulong didn't say anything more, as it only knew so much.

Six months ago, when it came here, the tribe had just received news from the south of Yongyi that the Kui Niu war drums were sounding.

Therefore, he was ordered to pacify the northern lands and take the opportunity to investigate them.

If there are any unusual phenomena, or if any outstanding talents emerge from these human tribes, they will definitely be discovered during the extermination process.

After that, it only reported that it had not found anything unusual, but the order that followed was for the migrating tribes to occupy the area.

They've all migrated their tribes; they're determined to completely wipe out the human race in this area and turn it into the Land of the Wraiths.

Clearly, the discussions within the clan were constantly evolving.

"The clan shaman will arrive in half a month; we just need to cooperate."

"So, we'll temporarily abandon the campaign against these human tribes?"

"Suppress."

Mu Long spoke softly, "As long as the clan doesn't call me back, I can continue with the mission. But be careful of these cunning humans and don't fall for their tricks."

……

Scorching heat, the temporary ancestral temple of the temporary headquarters.

"Chieftain, according to the information from the tribe's soldiers in the mountains, the Xiaoyang tribe's offensive has weakened. When they do enter the mountains, it's on a large scale, making it difficult for us to gain any advantage."

Huo Qi spoke, saying that he had just returned from a long trip through the mountains and brought back the latest news.

"The Xiaoyang Clan hasn't retreated yet. Could it be that they've set their sights on the northern lands and want to migrate their tribes here to take over this place?"

Huo Tang frowned. He couldn't guess the purpose of the Xiaoyang tribe, but the vast land north of Qushui was very fertile and could support many small Xiaoyang tribes to thrive.

Once the Xiaoyang tribe migrates north, the pressure on Zhiyan will be immense.

Shen Can remained silent, pondering the possibility of the Xiaoyang tribe migrating there.

It seems very likely.

There is an area that has been initially cultivated, and the human tribes are weaker compared to the Ji region. If it were him, he would occupy it first.

His method of breaking up the main force into smaller units was very effective against the Xiaoyang tribe soldiers, but it was impossible for him to hide in the mountains for ten or eight years straight.

Firstly, the food brought over time would not be enough to eat, so Shen Can planned to disperse the large group of people and have them find food wherever they could, or at the very least, find a small gully to grow some rice and grain.

Similarly, if he can't hold out here, neither can the Xiaoyang tribe soldiers; they certainly can't stay in the North for long.

Now that people have fled and there is no one to eat, hunting alone is not sustainable for long, not to mention that this Xiaoyang tribe has been in the North for quite some time.

Given this mountainous terrain, the best way to seize territory is for the Xiaoyang tribe to migrate here and gradually encroach upon it.

Furthermore, Xiao Yang has determined not to allow any fourth-tier experts to come, and even strong third-tier experts may not come.

Shen Can knew his own limitations and didn't overestimate himself.

There are only a handful of fourth-tier martial artists in the Xiaoyang Clan. The northern mountainous region is remote, and it would be foolish to send strong warriors here and cause problems in Ji.

The Blazing Flame Tribe is not a small tribe without its own spirits, so they are not afraid of the Owl Sun Clan.

Once the Xiaoyang tribe's troops have retreated, the Zhiyan tribe will be able to lead everyone out of the mountains.

"Let's just go along with it. Zhiyan now commands over 100,000 subjects and thousands of tribal soldiers, and he already has the strength to fight."

Before long, Huotang's frown subsided, and his fighting spirit returned.

"Aqi, have you finished counting the number of soldiers from each tribe?" Huoqi was delighted to hear Huotang's question.

"Of the more than 3,000 people who were released from the clan at the beginning, there are now 8,339 people."

"Among them, there are 933 in the Mountain Opening Realm and 4,981 in the Stone Splitting Realm."

"This doesn't even include the warriors from our clan's main force. If we include them all, the number of warriors at the Mountain Opening Realm has already exceeded one thousand."

At this moment, Shen Can continued, "There are also eight hundred blood soldiers and one hundred and fifty curse soldiers."

"If we include all of these, the clan soldiers under the command of Zhiyan already number in the tens of thousands."

The fire blazed softly.

In just six months, the improvement is still faster by fighting against other races.

With so many people, it's impossible to know how long it would take for the Blazing Flame Tribe to develop on its own.

With this foundation, Zhiyan only needs to focus on its development for a few years and it will surely become a superior tribe.

I wonder if Xiaoyang will give me that chance.

Suppressing the thought in his mind, Huo Tang then asked, "Where is that Heavenly Vein Warrior?"

"Including the newly promoted member of the clan, plus the Heavenly Vein warriors from various tribes who have been gathered together, the total number has reached twenty-five."

Huo Tang grinned from ear to ear and suddenly said, "Ah Can, your disciple Ah Chong has been hiding in the cave for the past six months, forging iron, and has made considerable progress. The hammer he forged is now comparable to a second-tier witch weapon."

As he spoke, Huotang took out a small hammer, its entire body shimmering with a ghostly light and covered with several circles of witchcraft. It was less than a foot long, and the hammerhead was about the size of a child's fist.

"I've tried it. A second-tier wild beast's skull will be crushed by one hit of its hammer. It's very suitable for dealing with the thick-skinned and armored Xiaoyang."

"The success rate of taming witch-like flying birds within the tribe has also increased to half."

"We have already begun to try using the puppet taming technique on beasts."

……

Northwest of the Blazing Flame Clan's territory.

Although the entire Juyue Mountain Range runs east to west, the massive mountain body is not straight. In the northwest direction, it forms a huge valley area facing south.

At the western end of the valley lies the Lingyu tribe.

The wind howled like thunder in the sky, and the flying boat of the Aoshan Bo tribe flapped its huge wings, carrying its massive hull as it rode the wind through the void.

On this journey, the flying boat followed the contours of the Juyue Mountains westward to the territory of the Lingyu tribe, and then attempted to pass through the lower parts of the Juyue Mountains.

Unfortunately, deep within the mountains, the peaks are majestic, and the winds are so strong that the flying boat cannot get through.

Helpless, they had no choice but to continue eastward, hugging the mountain range.

Before coming to the west, they went to the direction of the great swamp in the east, but did not see anything unusual.

At this moment, the flying boat headed southeast from the direction of the Juyue Mountains, preparing to traverse the northern mountains and return to Ji.

The reason for returning to Ji is that, after traveling around, only the Yanran tribe in Ji has risen to prominence in just a hundred years.

The Kui Niu war drum left behind in Yongshan can only be sounded by the blood and fighting spirit of the human race.

In the past, Yongshan had the ambition to expand the territory of the human race. Now, everyone in Yongyi lives off the blessings of the Yongshan tribe, and no tribe thinks about continuing to expand the land for the human race to multiply and thrive.

This tribe resisted Xiaoyang and protected dozens of human tribes, and their actions were somewhat similar to those of Yongshan's conquest of Xiaoyang back then.

The speedboat traversed the mountains and forests. There were far fewer young people who had been leaning against the stern to look into the distance; after being out for so long, they were already tired of seeing these scenes.

As the flying boat glided across the Zhushui River, Ao Yu, bored, stepped out of his room and looked down at the mountains and forests below.

She suddenly noticed the Xiaoyang Clan moving through the forest below, and then looked at the Juyue Mountains. That's right, they hadn't left the Juyue Mountains yet.

I remember there were human settlements here when I came.

How long has it been? How come there's already the Xiaoyang Clan?

The airship quickly glided across the sky, and the ruins of some tribes burned in the mountains came into view.

"Come quickly, the human tribes below have all been wiped out."

As Ao Yu called out, the ship's doors opened, and figures darted out.

"Where are you? Are you still playing?"

Although the Aoshan tribe is located south of Yongyi, it has not had any contact with other tribes. Although the younger generation of the Aoshan tribe are very talented, they have never participated in large-scale tribal military campaigns.

"It's just a ruin. Who knows how it was destroyed? Don't make a fuss."

Soon, a dozen or so figures gathered at the stern of the ship, looking down.

In a very short time, I saw many ruins of human tribes.

"So many tribes are gone; it couldn't have been due to human tribes fighting each other, could it?"

"Only the Xiaoyang Clan in this region has the capability to do this."

"It's a dog-eat-dog world. These savage tribes live in the wilderness of Yongyi. They can only blame their bad luck."

Someone spoke up, their tone indifferent: "The savage wasn't even in Yongyi; he's dead, so be it."

"Should we step in and help?"

“That’s right. They are a different race. Back then, the Yongshan tribe conquered Xiaoyang. Now that they’ve encountered the Xiaoyang tribe slaughtering humans, how can they not take action?”

"Naive, this isn't eight thousand years ago. We're out on a mission."

"It's just a casual thing, and it won't interfere with the mission."

"I think we should try to save them."

"Save them? A bunch of savages don't deserve to be saved!"

"Ao Kang, how could you say that!"

Ao Yu frowned.

A dozen or so figures started arguing and quickly split into three factions.

Some people think we should help, some think we don't need to intervene, and some think it doesn't matter what we do.

A dozen or so people were making a lot of noise as they streaked across the sky at a very fast speed.

Suddenly someone spoke up, "That's enough, stop arguing! The airship has already passed, there's no one to rescue you now!"

"Ha ha!"

When everyone looked back, they could see a patch of green miasma spreading across the distant horizon. The speed of the flying boat had long since left the human ruins below behind in the distant mountains and forests.

As the flying boat approached the winding river, suddenly, an incomparably dazzling black light shot straight up from the ground, attacking the flying boat.

The black light was like a pillar, with swirling water ripples appearing on its surface.

Once it appeared, the Qushui River near the entire Quyang market was drained.

The sudden attack occurred just as the airship was about to enter the miasma-filled swamp.

Rumble!
Just as the massive pillar of black light was about to collide with the flying boat, countless mysterious patterns suddenly appeared outside the boat, quickly forming an enormous Xuan Turtle shell.

The tortoise shell shimmered with a greenish hue, and the massive, enormous script on it withstood the blow of the black light.

The massive airship came to an abrupt halt, violently swaying within the tortoise-shell-like structure. The people on board were flung out by the intense energy, crashing into the protective tortoise shell before falling back onto the airship.

"die!"

An elderly man with silver hair rushed out of the airship, holding a small model of the airship in his hands, and muttering incantations.

The mysterious patterns on the tortoise shell covering the flying boat shone brightly, like a rising azure sun, and it plummeted from the sky towards the place where the dark pillar of light appeared below.

Rumble!
The azure sun exploded on the earth, and terrifying energy waves swept in all directions. The ruins of Quyang Market disappeared within them, and the Qushui River also vanished, turning into a perfectly round giant crater.

As for the Xiaoyang Clan who launched the sneak attack, they have long since vanished.

The flying boat regained its footing in mid-air and continued southward along the Nanqu River, carrying the thick tortoise shell.

From high above, the miasma in this area is incredibly dense. Only the winding river acts as a route through the miasma, allowing one to travel south.

In other directions, the miasma is so thick that it's easy to lose sight of the path ahead.

Of course, this problem is not a big problem for the flying boat. It can easily enter the territory of the Xiaoyang tribe by crossing the swamp from other directions.

The territory of the Xiaoyang tribe is long and narrow, stretching across the north of Yongyi. The major branches of the Xiaoyang tribe are distributed east and west along this narrow strip of land.

Once inside the territory of the Xiaoyang branch, the flying boat will have a hard time getting out.

After the first attack, Ao Zhenxian appeared at the bow of the flying boat, his mind constantly controlling its operation. Once they left the swamp, they could enter Ji.

Traveling south along the winding river, halfway through the journey, a patch of crimson fire pierced the sky above the river, standing out starkly against the green miasma.

The crimson flames roared, while streaks of black light formed a strange array around them, binding the crimson flames to the bend of the Qushui River.

"Elder, this looks like the ship of the Yanran tribe."

Before coming here, they stayed in Ji for quite some time and even made a special trip to Yanran.

Ao Zhenxian fixed his gaze on the Crimson Fire Warship below, which was clearly trapped by the witch formation.

……

hum!
At that moment, the surrounding swampy land suddenly trembled violently, and streams of black silt gushed out from the swamp, forming terrifying mud pillars.

The range of the witch formation formed perfectly encompassed the flying boat of the Aoshan tribe.

It was at this moment that the magic array suddenly changed, and crimson flames erupted from the depths of the cracked swamp.

It's as if volcanoes are hidden beneath this swamp.

Eighteen flames converged in the sky to form a fire dragon, several times larger than the flying boat, which opened its fiery maw and bit down at the flying boat.

Click!

The tortoise shell protecting the airship was pierced from top to bottom by the fiery fangs, and the surging flames poured into the shell, engulfing the massive hull.

The screams were drowned out by the flames, and runes bloomed on the flying boat, releasing a dazzling light.

Rumble!
The Yanran tribesmen on the Crimson Fire Warship watched from afar as a burst of sparks exploded in mid-air, and the flying ship shattered into countless pieces of varying sizes, like a meteor shower piercing through layers of miasma and swamp.

Then the massive remains, trailing flames, crashed down.

　I'm planning to change to a more serious title; this current title is one I wanted to capitalize on before the book was published.

　　We are now seeking advice from clan leaders and temple deities. We will select the best suggestions and receive a kiss from the author in return.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)