Taoist Chang Yao looked gloomy and kept whispering.

The sixteen hunters are all his confidants, trained by him over hundreds of years.

These people are the foundation for him to return to the Wanhua Immortal Dynasty in the future.

Unexpectedly, a simple mission would cost most of his subordinates.

"The Golden Crow Hanshan Tribe, and," Taoist Chang Yao narrowed his eyes, with murderous intent emerging from his body, "the Lutang Black Panther Clan."

If it hadn't been for the message from the Lutang Black Panther Clan, he would not have sent his men to the Hanshan tribe.

This time, half of the losses under his command should be attributed to the Lutang Black Panther Clan.

But now he is not sure whose hands his subordinates fell into.

Within a radius of 100,000 miles, there are not many people who can take action to completely kill the hunter-killer team he trained.

Putting away all the broken crystals in front of him, Taoist Chang Yao's expression turned calm.

"There won't be any news about this matter, just wait and see."

With a whisper, he stood up.

Going deep into the tribes of all sides, he has tempered his incomparable caution.

He will never take action again until he finds out what happened to Han Shanbu.

Taking down a golden disk from the wooden cabinet behind him, Taoist Chang Yao had a solemn expression on his face.

"Buzz——"

A divine light fell from the palm of his hand and hit the disk.

The disk vibrated and rotated, and then a faint cyan light pillar emerged.

"Hu Yueling Hunting Colonel Chang Yao has met the commander." Chang Yao bowed towards the light beam and spoke in a deep voice.

"Captain Chang Yao? What's going on?" A voice came from within the beam of light.

Chang Yao hurriedly told the story of his subordinate's death, and then told his guess.

There was silence for a moment in the pillar of light, and then a voice sounded: "I will send a few strong men here, and you can gather information about all the Golden Crow tribes within a million miles of Huyue Ridge."

"Your Majesty has recently issued a mission to kill the Golden Crow tribe. The rewards and remuneration are extremely generous."

These words made Chang Yao feel happy.

He accepted the task of garrisoning at Huyue Ridge because the reward for killing the Golden Crow tribe was huge.

Unexpectedly, there is a reward now, which makes it even more worth the risk.

There are many strong people among the Golden Crow tribe within a million miles radius.

But since the Lord Commander said that he would arrange for strong people to come, even if he is not a master of the true spirit realm, he will be a strong person of the eighth or even ninth level of Yuanling.

Such a strong man, coupled with human skills and armor, as well as the blessing of heavenly power, can deal with the true spirit directly.

Putting away the gold plate, Taoist Chang Yao took a deep breath and walked down the small building.

"Shopkeeper." Several waiters in green robes came forward.

Here in Huyueling, the restaurant run by Taoist Chang Yao is doing very well.

The cooking skills of the human race are exquisite, and Taoist Chang Yao is also a well-known master of this skill.

"Then collect various ingredients."

"Tell the waiting diners that Pindao is going to study a medicinal diet to enhance the strength of the body's qi and blood, and see which family group has a banquet and needs Pindao's help."

Ding Fei Lou Chang Yao Taoist's medicinal diet is something that ordinary people cannot afford.

However, some large ethnic groups will invite Taoist Chang Yao to attend important banquets and cook herbal meals by hand.

That was an extremely solemn matter.

Several waiters hurriedly turned around to prepare. Taoist Chang Yao looked at the bustling Huyue Ridge with a smile on his face.

As a human race, the Dahuang people are nothing but barbarians.

Few of these ethnic groups are mentally shrewd.

…

Han Muye's flying sword fell a hundred miles away from Huyue Ridge.

Along the way, he encountered some powerful demonic beasts that tried to intercept him, including a cloud-winged bird from the ninth level of Yuanling, which was fast and powerful and chased him to shoot him down.

Han Muye had to turn around and fight this stupid bird.

The sword light flashed, and after fighting for half an hour, the cloud-winged bird dropped a few long feathers and fled away.

When Han Muye dragged four long black and white feathers onto Huyue Ridge, many merchants of all races and shapes gathered around him.

"People from the Golden Crow Clan?"

"Brother, will these cloud-winged bird feathers be replaced when they grow?"

"The long feathers of the cloud-winged bird are still not weak, which is not good."

The halo of light flowing on these long feathers makes it look like they are not ordinary at first sight.

To be able to defeat such a powerful cloud-winged bird and pluck out its long feathers, one must have at least the seventh level of Yuanling.

The young man from the Golden Crow tribe in front of him didn't look like he could defeat the Cloud-winged Bird.

"I picked this up on the road. Is it very valuable?"

Han Muye looked around, smiled and said, "Then I'd like to change to some thousand-year-old jade grass."

When Han Muye said he picked it up, there were envious looks around him.

Can such treasures be found?

I also heard that he wanted to exchange for the thousand-year-old jade grass. Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.

Thousand-year-old jade grass is also a rare treasure, and is collected by many shops.

Watching everyone disperse, Han Muye couldn't help but sigh, the people of all ethnic groups in the wilderness are so simple and simple, they don't even understand how to pay back the money they are asking for.

If there is no thousand-year-old jade lin grass, it will be fine if it is five-hundred years old.

Shaking his head and dragging his cloud-winged bird feathers with him, he walked to a large shop.

The so-called shops are just stone houses built with large bluestones and decorated with some bricks and wood. They are much more exquisite than those stone houses in Hanshan.

When Han Muye came out of the shop, there was already a bag on his waist. The black cloth bag contained one hundred and twenty blood beads the size of soybeans.

This blood bead is very similar to the Tian Yuan Bead, but its power is much richer.

It looks a bit like a bloodline bead, but it's not the kind of bead transformed by the pure power of bloodline.

This red bead, called the Huangzhu, is the token circulated by all the tribes in the wilderness.

This thing is condensed from the blood power of the Great Wilderness tribe, and only some powerful tribes can condense it.

The Golden Crow tribe also has the means to condense the Huangzhu, but that is controlled by the larger tribe.

One hundred and twenty wild pearls, according to the store manager, has been their shop's income for more than half a year.

After walking out of the store, Han Muye glanced around and landed on a small wooden building on the second floor not far away.

The wooden building is also relatively rough.

But in front of all the stone houses, it stands out.

This is the Dingfei Tower where Taoist Chang Yao lived.

Han Muye's eyes fell on the second floor of the wooden building. Over there, a thin Taoist priest wearing a light yellow Taoist robe happened to look at him.

It was looking at the Golden Crow tattoo marks on his forehead.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The Taoist smiled on his face and nodded towards Han Muye.

Han Muye also nodded, turned around, and walked towards a shop not far away with a pill sign.

Seeing Han Muye leave, Taoist Chang Yao's expression slowly turned cold.

"The Golden Crow tribe is rarely seen in Huyue Ridge."

"Could this person be related to the death of those hunters?"

Raising his hand, he summoned a middle-aged man with long ears wearing a black robe, and then whispered a few words.

The middle-aged man nodded and walked downstairs.

Han Muye visited several medicine shops and replaced all the elixirs he brought with him with wild beads.

After the trip, there were three more cloth bags on my waist, each containing more than a hundred wild beads.

This is because he does not have a good elixir in his hand, and the refined elixir is not of a high enough quality.

If not, the amount of desolate pearls exchanged would be much greater.

The shops that collected elixirs were all curious about the elixirs in Han Muye's hands, and made an appointment with him to deliver them as well.
To be continued...