Elven cultivators

The demonstration yielded results that surprised everyone.

Grimm, a mid-level Silver Warrior, was considered a top fighter both within the Silvermoon Clan and in Grayrock Keep, yet he failed to defeat the Yellow Turban Warrior.

In fact, in terms of the outcome, it was Grimm who lost.

This was undoubtedly an unexpected result.

The elf leaders wore complex expressions as they silently processed the shock in their hearts.

They realized once again just how extraordinary Anton's talent was.

After a long silence, it was the First Elder who finally spoke up.

"Everyone, you can go home now. Go about your business."

Although the elves were full of curiosity, they dispersed as instructed, but as they left, they kept looking back at the motionless Yellow Turban Warrior and whispering among themselves.

Hagrid, Knut, and Thorvin, the three dwarf elders, exchanged glances, then wisely bid farewell to the Grand Elder and left with their people.

Just before leaving, Hagrid and Knut gave Anton a deep look.

If they had any doubts about Anton's deeds before, they were now completely convinced and had no more doubts.

It's unheard of to be able to create a mid-level silver puppet in less than two months of learning how to craft puppets.

Since even such an unbelievable thing became a reality, the other things that happened to Anton seemed perfectly logical.

Once the dwarves had disappeared into the depths of the forest, the Grand Elder turned to Anton and asked solemnly, "Anton, what was the cost of this Yellow Turban Warrior?"

"Not counting the Frost-patterned Silver, it's about thirty gold coins," Anton replied calmly.

These words immediately caused an uproar among the crowd.

"You didn't miscalculate, did you?"

"How could it be so low?"

"Isn't that cheaper than the Iron Golem?!"

The elves looked at each other, their faces filled with shock.

Even including Frost-patterned Silver, the cost of a Yellow Turban Warrior is at most forty or fifty gold coins, which is about half the cost of a Steel Golem.

However, it should be noted that the Iron Golem's combat power is only close to the Silver level.

The Yellow Turban Warriors' combat prowess has already been proven in the battle just now; they are genuine mid-level Silver-rank warriors!

It's far superior to the Iron Golem!

However, the cost is only about half that of the latter.

This is completely revolutionizing the field of alchemical golems!

They knew Anton was incredibly talented in alchemy, but they never imagined he could do it to this extent.

Even the Grand Elder took a while to process this astonishing news, his face revealing barely suppressed excitement and joy.

"Well done, Anton." The elder looked at Anton with undisguised admiration. "You have once again made a great contribution to the clan."

He glanced at the others and said, "From today onwards, everyone stop making golems and devote all your efforts to helping Anton make Yellow Turban Warriors."

The group exchanged glances and responded in unison.

No one raised any objections.

Facts speak louder than words: the Yellow Turban Warrior offers far better value for money than the Steel Golem.

The materials, enough to forge only a few dozen steel golems, could at least double the number of Yellow Turban Warriors.

That would be a force capable of changing the course of the war.

Eleanor, standing to the side, watched this scene with a complex expression.

She underestimated Anton's talent in alchemy.

Roman, as carefree as ever, stared at the Yellow Turban Warrior with shining eyes and a face full of surprise.

Anton was indeed the one who understood her best.

This Yellow Turban Warrior is incredibly resilient; even Grimm couldn't do anything about it.

They're perfect for practice!

After making the decision, everyone acted immediately without delay.

Several laboratories in the magic district were connected and used as refining sites, with various materials being continuously transported over.

Even the completed steel golem was dismantled without hesitation, and all usable parts, such as the magic core, were recycled and put back into the forging of the Yellow Turban Warriors.

Of course, the core work is still led by Anton.

Others could only assist, doing basic work such as material handling and mechanical construction.

In fact, as Anton mastered more and more cultivation techniques, he gradually realized a problem.

The Silvermoon Clan's dependence on him is growing ever deeper.

He is needed to refine the Dragon Essence Elixir.

He is needed to craft rune-infused equipment.

The core military talisman of the Yellow Turban Warrior is inseparable from his divine sense and mastery of talismanic inscriptions.

He had to do almost everything himself.

Anton did not regret what he had done for the clan.

From an emotional perspective, he has lived here for nearly a century and has developed feelings for the people and things here.

From a utilitarian perspective, a stronger clan can provide him with more resources and protection, which is a worthwhile trade-off.

The problem is that this situation, where everything depends on him alone, cannot continue indefinitely.

He can manage now, but as things get busier, he'll eventually be overwhelmed.

Anton had considered passing on these skills to other elves in the clan.

However, due to the differences between the cultivation system and the cultivation system of the Dawn Continent, this idea is difficult to realize at this stage.

Although the two systems share many similarities, they differ greatly in the details.

Just like Chinese and English, both are languages ​​and have many similarities, but their underlying logic is completely different.

Anton can "translate" some martial arts techniques into "combat skills" that can be driven by magic, but he cannot change the entire cultivation system to adapt it to the magic system of the Dawn Continent.

He doesn't have that level of skill yet.

If you want other elves to learn how to draw talismans, refine pills, and craft weapons, you must teach them the knowledge of the cultivation system from scratch.

The time and effort required to achieve this are immeasurable, and just thinking about it makes one's scalp tingle.

Of course, there are simpler methods as well.

If we find some young elves who haven't started cultivating yet and impart knowledge of cultivation, they will definitely find it easier to accept than adult and teenage elves whose knowledge systems are already solidified.

"If we could use this method, it wouldn't be bad to establish a sect on the Dawn Continent."

The moment the thought arose, it spread through Anton's mind like a vine.

A sect is not just a force, but a system.

A system capable of self-sustaining growth, self-inheritance, and self-development.

In this system, he only needs to play the role of "founding master", imparting skills and techniques, and cultivating talents, so that these talents can share the work that he can do without personally taking action, thereby freeing him from tedious daily affairs and allowing him to focus on higher-level cultivation and research.

"Worth a try."

Anton made up his mind and then suppressed the thought for the time being.

Establishing a sect is a long-term plan and cannot be achieved in the short term.

The most important thing right now is to deal with the Molten Thorn Tribe, this major threat, and then try to hunt down the Rockhorn Dragon to forge the sword pellet.

In the days that followed, Anton devoted himself to the forging of the Yellow Turban Warriors while secretly making other preparations.

Time flows quietly by like a stream in the forest.

Summer of the year 9302 in the Dawn Calendar.

An elven scout monitoring the northern wastelands brought back a message.

The Molten Thorn tribe, which had been silent for a long time, has finally made a move.