Elven cultivators

When Anton returned to Tianyuan Palace, Eleanor was already waiting inside.

She sat behind her desk, a stack of recently approved documents spread out beside her, the ink still wet and glistening in the light.

"Chieftain, I've been wondering when you'll be back."

Eleanor put down her pen, stood up, and a genuine smile appeared on her face.

After Anton sat down opposite her, she took the teapot and poured herself a cup of flower tea.

The pale golden tea swayed gently in the white porcelain cup, releasing a wisp of sweet steam.

"I didn't expect you to personally get involved in the slave-hunting team and the half-elf affairs." She pushed the cup in front of Anton, her tone tinged with curiosity.

"I just happened to run into them and took care of it." Anton picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then asked, "How's the clan's recruitment of half-elves going these past few years?"

When this was mentioned, Eleanor's smile deepened slightly.

"It went very smoothly."

"To date, we have recruited more than 5,300 half-elves, all of whom have been properly settled in the Primordial Spirit Realm."

"Moreover, the number is growing rapidly. Based on the current trend, it is estimated that this number will likely exceed 20,000 in three to five years at most."

Anton nodded slightly.

The half-elves of the Dawn Continent suffer from a harsh living environment and are constantly hunted by slave hunters, resulting in a persistently low population size.

However, this low position is relative to other ethnic groups.

No matter what, there's still a minimum of one million.

However, they are scattered in various remote corners of the continent, and only a small portion of them have actually been able to find and reach the Primordial Spirit Realm.

As the news continues to spread, more people will arrive.

"Furthermore, as you instructed, we conducted preliminary aptitude tests on the half-elves," Eleanor added. "The results showed that the proportion of them with spiritual roots is more than three times that of other vassal races."

"Although it can't compare to our own clan, it's already quite remarkable."

Anton nodded, not surprised.

Half-elves face severe discrimination in the Dawn Continent, stemming from ideological issues arising from their impure bloodline, rather than from any inherent defects they may possess.

In fact, their half-elf bloodline endowed them with a magical affinity and physical qualities far exceeding the average level of humans.

It was only due to the long-term lack of a stable cultivation environment and resource supply that the overall strength of the clan weakened, making them vulnerable to being bullied.

The results of the qualification test also confirmed this.

"Observe them for a while. If we confirm that their loyalty is not an issue, we can consider giving them a higher status than ordinary vassal races," Anton said calmly.

"I understand," Eleanor nodded knowingly.

She understood what Anton meant.

This is an intention to position the half-elf as the clan's closest helper.

This would not be easy for other elven clans.

After all, it's difficult to change the mindset that elves have formed over generations in a short period of time.

However, the Silvermoon Clan is different. In recent years, a series of measures implemented by Anton have made the clan far more tolerant of outside bloodlines than other elven clans, which is somewhat like the idea of ​​"education for all".

With a little guidance, it shouldn't be too difficult for the tribe to accept the half-elf.

As for the loyalty of the half-elves... Eleanor has no concern about that at all.

Throughout the entire Dawn Continent, only the Silver Moon Clan would give them a true place to live.

They will surely hold on tightly to this lifeline and not think of anything else.

"Also," Anton changed the subject, "among the slaves rescued this time, there's a half-elf girl named Ivy. Keep a close eye on her."

"After she has been reunited with her people for a while, we will take her back to Taichu City for a aptitude test."

Eleanor paused slightly, then asked curiously, "That half-elf girl has quite a bit of talent?"

In her view, someone who could receive special instructions and care from Anton must be exceptionally talented.

It must have at least three spiritual roots.

"We'll have to wait for the tests to find out for sure." Anton picked up his teacup, took a sip, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. "But it's most likely a spirit."

Eleanor was taken aback.

But then, Eleanor asked with some doubt, "Clan leader, since it's a spirit, why not bring it into the Primordial City now?"

"Her parents died at the hands of the slave hunters. She just got revenge and her emotions haven't calmed down yet." Anton shook his head. "Let her stay with her people for a while. Once she's calmed down, it won't be too late to take her into the family."

Eleanor nodded in understanding. "I understand. I'll keep an eye on this personally."

She paused, then brought up another matter, "The Steelmane Tribe..."

"We'll deal with this after we've resolved the Worang issue."

Anton spoke casually, as if he were talking about something insignificant.

Eleanor, however, took it for granted.

For the Silvermoon Clan today, only top-tier forces are worthy of their serious attention.

Steelfur Tribe is not enough.

"I heard that the Crimson Blood Fertile Land has launched an attack on the Nine Nether City Domain? What's the situation?"

Eleanor said seriously, "Currently, we are mainly on the defensive. With the Yellow Turban Warriors Legion as the main force holding the line, our casualties are negligible. So far, the Crimson Blood Alliance has not been able to set foot even a step into the Nine Nether City Domain."

Anton nodded in satisfaction and then asked, "What about the ghost army?"

Eleanor's smile deepened: "It's already taking shape, and the total number of ghost soldiers is currently just over five thousand."

Anton nodded secretly.

Five thousand ghost soldiers might not be enough on an open plain, but in the narrow, winding, and rocky terrain of the dark regions, they would be enough to give most enemies a headache.

Unafraid of weapons and oblivious to earth and rocks, they traverse rock walls as if walking on flat ground, giving them a natural advantage in fighting in dark terrain that far surpasses that of any physical army.

"Five thousand Yin soldiers are about enough."

After a moment's thought, Anton made the decision.

"Let's prepare for war. Those city-state powers have been arrogant for too long. It's time to teach them a lesson."

Eleanor perked up and solemnly agreed.

She had already prepared several simulated battle plans, waiting only for Anton's final approval.

After defending for so long, we can finally launch a counterattack.

……

After leaving the Tianyuan Hall, An Dong went straight to the weapon-refining room.

With a thought, a thick totem, a hundred meters long, appeared out of thin air, lying flat on the ground, spanning most of the weapon-refining room.

Without delay, Anton immediately spread his divine sense, enveloping the entire totem, and then delved into it, passing through layers of wood texture, and soon touched the pale golden halo curled up in the deepest part.

The spirit seemed to sense the external probing, trembled slightly, but did not struggle. Instead, it followed his consciousness and floated outward on its own.

The moment the pale golden light detached from the totem, the relief on the surface suddenly dimmed considerably, as if it had lost some kind of spiritual charm.

Those reliefs that originally looked lifelike and had an antique charm have become ordinary and unremarkable.

A pale golden ball of light floated down above Anton's palm, hovering motionless. Its shape was miniature as a totem, exuding a gentle and serene aura.

Looking at the spirit in his hand, Anton's lips curled up slightly, but he then fell into deep thought.

Should this spiritual essence be given to the Heaven-Turning Seal or the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover?

Anton has devoted a great deal of effort to these two treasures in recent years.

He used most of the high-quality materials he seized from the dragon clan to refine these two magical artifacts.

With such a disregard for cost, the two magical treasures have long been upgraded to the level of superior-grade Xuan artifacts.

Now, all that's left is to integrate it into the spirit seed. With time and nurturing, we can cross that threshold.

Anton closed his eyes and repeatedly compared the properties of the two magical treasures in his mind.

The Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover is designed for trapping and killing enemies. The nine fire dragons ignite upon encountering an enemy, making it extremely powerful. If it is upgraded to a spiritual weapon, the power of fire will undergo a qualitative leap.

However, its physical nature is inherently fiery, while its spiritual essence is gentle and enduring. Although integrating it into the body will not necessarily lead to conflict, it will still be difficult to achieve the full effect.

The Heaven-Turning Seal is different.

Its solid and substantial structure, along with its tranquil and gentle spirit, perfectly aligns with the nature of the seal.

They do not repel each other when they merge; on the contrary, they nourish each other.

"Give it the Heaven-Turning Seal."

Anton opened his eyes, no longer hesitating. With a flick of his wrist, the Heaven-Turning Seal appeared in his other palm.

He pushed the spirit in front of the seal, and the spirit did not resist. Instead, it moved closer to the seal on its own, like a fish returning to water, silently disappearing into the center of the seal.

The pale golden totem phantom instantly stretched and spread inside the seal, like a drop of ink falling into water, slowly and irreversibly spreading, merging with the original mysterious light of the Heaven-Turning Seal.

Anton clenched his five fingers, holding the Heaven-Turning Seal in his palm. He closed his eyes, and his magical power surged in like a tide as he began the refining process.

Three days passed quietly in meditation.

When Anton opened his eyes again, the mysterious flames on the surface of the Fantian Seal had mostly subsided, and faint patterns of laws could be seen winding and emerging on the seal.

He probed with his divine sense and could clearly feel that the wisp of spirituality in the seal was several times more solid than before. Although it did not have the clear and agile feedback of the sword pellet, it had already given a vague response.

"Next, all that's left is to nurture it."

Anton let out a long sigh of relief.

With a high-grade mystic weapon containing a spirit seed, upgrading to a spirit weapon is only a matter of time.

It's just that this process is rather lengthy.

It could take anywhere from a few hundred years to over a thousand years.

Of course, if a suitable spiritual site can be found, and an array can be used to draw upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cleanse it day and night, the spirit can merge with the mystical artifact more quickly, shortening the time required for advancement.

"The Heaven-Turning Seal belongs to the Earth element, and the best place to nurture it is a place where the Earth element law is abundant."

Anton's first thought was the Underdark.

The depths of the earth are the natural domain of earth elemental power. The rock layers are thick and the earth veins are deep. Compared to the mixed and scattered earth elemental energy on the surface, the earth elemental power underground is purer and more solid.

Earth vein nodes like Jiuyou City are formed by the long-term accumulation of earth element energy during crustal movements. Compared to the spiritual veins of Taichu City, which emphasize the balance of the five elements, the earth element energy here is undoubtedly much stronger.

It is the perfect place to nurture the Heavenly Seal.

Furthermore, it can open up fissures connecting the original plane of earth element, using the overflowing earth element power to further enhance the nurturing efficiency.

Anton quickly made a decision.

"Once the matter of nurturing is resolved, we should focus on embryonic breathing."