Stirring up the storm (Third update, please subscribe!)

At Yun Yun's speed, it would take at least more than two months to reach the Black Corner Territory.

As for Chen Mo's current manpower, he can only secure Black Seal City first.

Although with the strength of Chen Mo, Queen Medusa, and Die, they can occupy a few more cities, but if they don't have enough manpower.

Even if it is occupied, it cannot be defended at present.

And since his reputation has already been established, Moying Studio can start recruiting troops in his own name.

Chen Mo asked Wang Ze and Luo Kun to take charge of enrollment.

Queen Medusa and Die will be responsible for guarding Black Seal City.

And himself.

Dou Ling Dan: It can make the Dou Wang level expert who takes it increase one star level, but it has extremely high resistance. A Dou Wang can only take one Dou Ling Dan in his life.

Huangji Dan: It can make the Douhuang level expert who takes it improve by 1 to 2 stars. A Douhuang can only take one Huangji Dan in his life.

Po Zong Dan: slightly increases the chance of being promoted to Dou Zong.

The above three are all sixth-grade elixirs.

With Chen Mo's current strength and soul level, plus the strange fire he has mastered, he can completely refine it.

And the most important thing is that the medicinal materials have been gathered.

Chen Mo started with Dou Ling Dan. Among these three types of elixirs, Dou Ling Dan is relatively simple.

...

During the period when Chen Mo was refining alchemy in seclusion.

Demonic Flame Valley, Rakshasa Sect, and Black Emperor Sect began to carve up the territory belonging to Han Feng.

...

Canaan College.

On top of a high attic.

An old man wearing black robes with white beard and white hair looked towards the end of the mountain range with a pair of cold, razor-sharp eyes.

There is Maple City.

"After Han Feng's death, so much territory occupied by his men during his lifetime was divided among each other, and another bloody storm broke out."

The old man in black robe sighed quietly.

When the old man's words fell and he was immersed in it for about a minute, a kinder voice sounded from behind.

"At the age of nineteen, he has a strength comparable to that of a strong mid-level Douzong man. This man named Chen Mo has an unusual origin."

The speaker was an old man wearing the white robe of the dean of the outer courtyard of Canaan College. With his hands behind his back, he walked to the position where the old man in black robe was aligned, and his eyes were also looking at Maple City.

"It's really extraordinary. If the age is true, even the new girl in the college can't compare to it." The old man in black robe sighed.

"Great Elder, you mean that Chen Mo, like her, also comes from..."

"Don't say it, don't say it..."

Although the old man often said to the new students at the freshman ceremony, "Here is a dragon, you have to curl up, it is a tiger, you have to lie down!"

But in the face of such forces, these words can't help but seem a bit weak.

...

On a remote mountain peak in the college, beside the cliff, a girl wearing a light pink dress stood elegantly. The oncoming breeze blew the three thousand black hair that had reached her hips and slowly fluttered.

As the corners of her skirt flew by, the girl's contours and curves, which had begun to take shape, were faintly revealed.

The girl looked calmly at the northwest sky, silent, like a green lotus in the world, spotless.

After being silent for a long time, the girl suddenly spoke. The ethereal and sweet voice gave people a strange feeling of being cleansed in the soul.

"Come out!"

As the girl's voice fell, a green shadow suddenly and strangely separated from a big tree behind her. He looked respectfully at the girl with her back to him, knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully: "

Miss."

The girl slowly turned around, revealing her side face that was beginning to look like a country, and said slowly: "I didn't expect that he who injured Mr. Ling at the beginning would have grown to this point."

"Miss, I don't know where he came from. Even with the strength of the clan, we can't find out his origin." The green figure said solemnly.

The girl stared at the green figure kneeling on one knee, and after a while, she said: "I suspect that he, like me, is from the eight ancient tribes and has already started his bloodline. If not, based on his age of nineteen,

, Ordinary people simply cannot reach this point."

"These eight ancient tribes have no Chen..."

Speaking of this, the green figure cut off the words wisely. Even the young lady can temporarily change her surname, why can't the other party.

And the lady is right, at this age, it is definitely not an ordinary bloodline to reach this level of strength.

"Looking forward, he has offended the Soul Palace, and the Soul Palace will not let him go. When the real strong men of the Soul Palace take action, his identity will emerge," the girl said.

The green figure nodded.

After the girl finished chatting with Chen Mo, she turned around again, rubbed her chin as white as jade, and said slowly: "Brother Xiao Yan, how is he...?"

"According to what I found out, there seems to be a mysterious strong man helping Young Master Xiao Yan. In just one year, Young Master Xiao Yan is now a Nine-Star Fighter."

"Nine-star fighter..."

A soft smile appeared on the girl's delicate and elegant face, and she said softly: "It's only been more than a year, and brother Xiao Yan has already surpassed me."

Hearing the lady's somewhat happy tone, the green figure hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should say it.

Even though the girl had her back turned to the green figure, she seemed to know the green figure's hesitation at this time, and immediately said: "If you have anything to say, just tell me..."

"Master Xiao Yan is very close to a girl named Xuemei..."

The green figure told all about Xiao Yan's recent situation during this period.

From Nalan Yanran's breakup of the engagement until Xiao Yan went out for training a few months later, and then took the first-grade alchemist test, etc., everything was told.

"Brother Xiao Yan was just...shopping with her. It should be nothing." The girl automatically ignored the green figure's words about brother Xiao Yan touching Xuemei's face, but her heart still hurt.

The green figure fell silent.

...

A small city in the Jiama Empire that is still ruled by humans.

In a two-story restaurant.

The two floors of the restaurant were full of people, drinking wine and listening to the storyteller downstairs.

In front of a screen downstairs.

A square table makes one side stand out.

Sitting behind the square table was a thin, middle-aged man. He knocked loudly and spit, and the loud voice echoed in the restaurant.

"Speaking of the battle in Qinghong City, when everyone thought that Chen Mo would definitely die, what do you think?"

Although most people knew something about it, the details of the incident were not something ordinary people could know. They immediately urged: "Speak quickly, speak quickly."

"Don't be too pretentious. If you speak well, I will reward you with ten gold coins."

The storyteller hesitated for a while before he spoke enthusiastically.

"At this critical moment, Yun Yun, the leader of the Yun Lan Sect, risked his life to block the blow for Chen Mo."

"How can it be?"

"If they weren't hostile, how could they block Chen Mo?"

Everyone was in an uproar, not believing it.

ps: It’s my birthday today and I’m having a little fun, so there are only three updates, sorry.

Today is really Orange Cat’s birthday, as everyone in the book club knows.
Chapter completed!