Several people looked at each other with solemn expressions and carefully caught the elixir.

"The medicinal power is strong and complete, and the spiritual patterns are clear."

"Without some of the insoluble medicinal power, this elixir is milder."

"It's rare that this elixir can continuously warm and nourish the meridians."

"That's why the sword intent eliminates the violent power in Fengyuan Grass."

…

After all, he is a practitioner of alchemy, and the inheritance in his bloodline is extremely powerful. Just by evaluating it, the Jade River Pill refined by Han Muye can be analyzed in detail.

"My lord, your alchemy skills are truly amazing..." The white-bearded old man held the elixir in both hands, bowed and spoke.

The others looked up at Han Muye with respect on their faces.

It's not because of how strong Han Muye is, but because of his alchemy skills.

To win someone else's strongest event, this kind of crushing display of power, is the real mastery.

At least these Green Weasels are much less wary of Han Muye now.

There is always a lot of peace between the alchemist and the alchemist.

"Every month from now on, you can come to Shanmao Station and listen to my lectures on alchemy."

Han Muye's words made these Green Weasel Tribe alchemist's eyes widen with ecstasy on their faces.

Han Muye's alchemy skills are much better than theirs. If they can listen to Han Muye's alchemy teachings, their own level will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

"You can take this Daoyuan Cauldron back and try to figure it out." Han Muye stretched out his hand and the Daoyuan Cauldron turned into a three-foot cauldron, hanging in front of the white-bearded old man.

Are you willing to leave this kind of treasure to yourself to perceive and figure out?

The white-bearded old man trembled and subconsciously looked at Han Muye.

"My lord, I don't know, what do you want from our Green Weasel clan?"

Is there anyone in the Green Weasel clan who is worthy of the calculations of this powerful and profound master in alchemy?

Several other people were also at a loss.

Not worth it...

Who hasn’t figured out how much he weighs?

Even the ten Green Weasels combined cannot equal the value of this big cauldron.

"From now on, your elixirs can only be given to me at market prices. How about that?"

Han Muye turned his head and looked at the Green Weasel clan.

Before the white-bearded old man could speak, Han Muye said again: "In exchange, I can also help you obtain the inheritance of other Green Weasel tribes."

Can you disagree?

Anyone who disagrees is probably a fool.

Seeing several Green Weasel clan masters holding the Daoyuan Cauldron and leaving in a daze, Han Muye had a smile on his face.

He turned his head and looked at the jade slips and the blood beads placed on the stone table.

"Father, they are so stupid, they can't teach you anything." Huang Zhihu held a fruit in one hand and walked over.

"Master Cui told me this before." Han Muye turned to look at her.

Huang Zhihu's face froze.

Han Muye smiled, stretched out his hand to put away the jade slips and blood beads on the table, and then looked at Shan Cang: "Go and gather all the nearby Bobcat tribes to accept the inheritance."

"The Green Weasel tribe has all moved to one place."

Han Muye's face revealed a deep spiritual light, and he looked at Shan Cang: "How long will it take you to explore the entire secret realm?"

The whole secret realm.

Han Muye saw the size of this entire secret realm from his bloodline memory.

It is slightly smaller than Nanhuang and Xijiang.

Among them, the strongest clans are located deep in the secret realm and control the most resources.

Bobcats, green weasels, these small groups are all on the fringes.

The advantage is that you can survive, but the disadvantage is that you don't have much communication, your strength is low in the secret realm, and you have no sense of existence.

Looking up at Han Muye, Shan Cang trembled slightly.

It was unimaginable that Han Muye had extraordinary skills that impressed the Green Weasel clan in the Alchemy Way.

How strong is my master?

"Two months, no, one month, one month, I guarantee to complete the task of exploring the entire secret realm."

Shan Cang lowered his head and spoke softly.

Han Muye nodded and waved his hand.

Shan Cang's figure disappeared from its original place.

It integrates the blood essences of several races such as Qinghu, Tianhu, Clouded Leopard, and Tianhuan, focusing on improving speed and stealth, and also integrates the inheritance of swordsmanship. With such a powerful method, it will take two months to explore the entire secret realm?

Then Han Muye would choose to destroy the Lynx clan, take away the power of blood and send it to the Changshan Green Fox Tribe.

Shan Cang also knew that Han Muye had control over the Qinghu tribe, so he just promised to complete the task within one month.

"One month, a month in the secret realm, is not a very long time."

Han Muye pointed his finger on the stone table and whispered softly.

His figure moved and disappeared from where he was.

A month in the secret realm did pass quickly.

Almost all members of the Lynx clan went out to explore various parts of the secret realm.

After annexing various lynx groups, the number of people here has reached 100,000.

Among them, there are more than half of the strong ones in the group who can conceal their whereabouts and turn into the breeze to detect the surroundings.

Each of the three heavenly realms condenses two tails.

Eighteen of them are half-step into the heavenly realm. Their auras are light and they stand there like a breeze.

The current lynx clan has been renamed the nine-tailed cat demon clan.

According to the derivation of inherited power, when their bloodline power is enhanced to the power of the Nine Tails, there will be an unimaginable transformation.

It is no longer far away to surpass the power of our ancestors.

Shan Cang now has four illusory long tails trailing behind him, and his figure moves silently.

The flames in the altar also turned into a blue halo, revealing a trace of the shadow of the sword.

"Master, the White Tiger clan is currently besieged by the Yellow Lion and Purple Leopard clans, and their strength has been greatly reduced."

"Among the human race, there is an extremely powerful Skywalker who already controls half of the force. The other human forces are still relatively loose at the moment."

"We have also investigated several human settlements with strong swordsmanship. We are following the strong swordsmen you named."

At this time, standing in front of Han Muye was a middle-aged Bobcat tribesman wearing a green robe and standing tall.

This person's name is Shan Linyin, and he is one of the three newly conquered heavens.

He broke through to the heavenly realm only after integrating into the bloodline inheritance in the tribal altar. His loyalty to Han Muye is beyond doubt.

Now Shan Linyin is the leader of the Nine-tailed Cat Clan, and the one who controls all the forces that go out to explore.

Shan Cang had already huddled in the altar, slowly refining the accumulated bloodline powers.

The improvement of the power of the demon clan needs to be accompanied by the transformation of bloodline power.

The stronger Shan Cang's power is, the more he can trigger an improvement in the power of the entire ethnic group.

Han Muye asked the Nine-Life Cat Clan to find out the news. Of course, he needed some key targets.

The White Tiger Clan, he mentioned.

As for the human race, the strongest among them is of course Qian Yiming who leads three thousand dead soldiers.

According to the information from the investigation, Qian Yiming now has 100,000 tribesmen and can form a large army.

It's just that the human power in the secret realm has never been top-notch and has been suppressed by some powerful ethnic groups.

Currently, Qian Yiming is trying his best to deal with several wealthy families, trying to gain space for development.

Skywalker will stay in the secret realm for ten years.

The fight for the Ten Thousand Demons Order usually begins in the last year.

The first nine years were basically a process of silent development among all ethnic groups, without much fighting.

In addition to Qian Yiming, the various sects in Western Xinjiang, as well as the masters of Donghai Sword Cultivator and Xuanyang Guards School, are also developing individually.
To be continued...