Chapter five hundred and fifty-five, trouble coming
Although the Nightwolf clan is a small tribe.
But the vigilance is quite high.
Although Xiao Nian is not very old, she is the granddaughter of the clan leader after all, so she is very aware of the stakes, and having rash contact with the Fenglei Sect will definitely be harmful and unhelpful.
"Damn it, what's going on with these barbarians? We're not the God of Plague, why are you so afraid of us!" Junior sister was a little angry.
The senior brother said hurriedly: "Junior sister, calm down, these barbarians have never seen much of the world."
There was a hint of reluctance in the junior sister's eyes: "Even the barbarian's skills are better than mine. I'm so unwilling. Why should they!"
Barbarian tribes often live in remote and primitive mountain forests and are spread all over the world.
To people in prosperous countries, barbarians are synonymous with rudeness and primitiveness.
He obviously joined the Xian family sect, but he is not as good as the barbarians.
This is really uncomfortable.
"Junior sister, you are overthinking it. Maybe they were just lucky and luckily opened a cave left by a senior immortal, or picked up a broken ancient book. How could they be compared to us orthodox disciples of the immortal way?" Senior Brother comforted:
"We have elders who teach us the magic in person, and they don't even have any magic weapons."
The junior sister pondered for a while: "If they are just lucky enough to get a copy of Immortal Dao Kung Fu, wouldn't we also have a chance?"
"What are the chances?"
"This is also our luck."
The senior brother suddenly understood: "Yes, if we can get a top-notch immortal cultivation technique, we will definitely not lose to the geniuses of the sect."
"That's right, come on, let's go find out the origins of these barbarians."
A trace of evil thoughts had already arisen in the hearts of the two of them.
Because although the barbarian tribes are much more powerful than ordinary mortals, there is actually not much difference to the immortal cultivators. A single magic weapon can easily kill people from a hundred meters away.
Although the Nightwolf clan has tried hard to keep a low profile.
But after all, many people have come to Broken Pulse City for business many times, and many people have an impression of them.
Especially the store owner who just dealt with them.
"It turns out it's a small tribe, that's even better." Junior sister's eyes lit up: "No one will stand up for them, let's go find them quickly."
Senior brother asked: "Junior sister knows the location of the Yelang clan tribe?"
"this......"
"There are many ferocious beasts in Cangyu Mountain, and there are still some ferocious beasts that can threaten us. There are too many snakes, insects, rats, and ants. I'm afraid my junior sister won't be able to adapt."
"Then what should we do? This is a top-notch technique." The junior sister looked very anxious.
"I heard..." Senior Brother said thoughtfully: "Our Fenglei Sect often receives tributes from barbarian tribes. Why not talk to the Senior Brother who is responsible for this matter."
The tributes from the barbarian tribes are only a small part of the Fenglei Sect's income.
So I don’t usually pay much attention to it, so I leave it to the disciples from the outer sect to take charge.
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Xiao Nian returned to the tribe.
For the first time, Xiao Nian reported today’s events to Grandpa.
Meeting two disciples of Fenglei Sect should be considered a big deal.
The patriarch Zhuo Ye pondered for a long time: "Well, you did a good job and left in time. It's best not to have anything to do with the immortal cultivators."
"Hey, if it weren't for buying books, I wouldn't dare to deal with immortal cultivators casually." Xiao Nian said.
"You said you sold this item for five hundred spirit stones."
"Yes, yes, isn't it awesome?"
"It's indeed powerful, but what about the spiritual stone?"
Xiao Nian was stunned for a moment, then felt a little embarrassed: "I spent it all to buy books for the Prophet."
"Xiao Nian." The clan leader Zhuo Ye said kindly: "You should know the real purpose of every transaction you go out for."
"In exchange for salt, weapons, and some elixirs for medicinal baths." Xiao Nian said with a sad face: "I'm sorry, grandpa, I forgot."
"Fortunately, Lord Prophet's prey was all given to us, otherwise we wouldn't have any prey to trade with again. Let's go there again tomorrow."
"I know, I promise to complete the task this time." Xiao Nian promised seriously.
Originally this incident was over.
But there are unforeseen circumstances.
Trouble still came.
A familiar shaking sound came from outside the tribe.
The ground trembled, accompanied by the low roar of a cracking cow, which made people tremble with fear.
When the Night Wolf clan heard this voice, they immediately lost their composure.
All the soldiers gathered together.
"That's what happened!"
"It's the Split Ox Clan again!"
"I just collected the tributes a few days ago, so here we go again."
Zhuo Ye said in a deep voice: "Put away all your weapons, don't worry, let's check the situation first."
Only then did the soldiers restrain themselves.
The people who came were the same group of people as last time.
"People of the Night Wolf Clan, come out." It was still a familiar call. The little leader was holding a refined spear and riding a split bull, looking majestic.
The patriarch Zhuo Ye came out: "Haven't the tributes been collected? I wonder what else the messenger has to do?"
"This time it's not for tribute." The little leader smiled coldly: "I heard that your Yelang clan has obtained a powerful immortal cultivation technique?"
Zhuo Zhiyi was stunned, how did the other party know this?
"I'm just telling you why I keep hearing news about your Night Wolf clan recently. I heard that several powerful ferocious beasts were killed by you."
"So that's it."
"You got something like this and didn't hand it over. Do you, the Yelang Clan, want to rebel? If you hand it over to Fenglei Sect, you might still get some benefits, but it's too late now."
The little leader laughed ferociously.
If the Night Wolf Clan turns it over, they, the Split Ox Clan, can secretly make a copy and keep it.
But it's the same now. If you destroy the Yelang clan, you can still keep a share.
Zhuo Ye's expression changed: "Why do you have to hand it in? Fenglei Sect has never said such a thing."
"You dare to quibble, you are seeking death!" The little leader swept his spear across his hand and sent Zhuo Ye flying away.
The clothes on Zhuo Ye's chest were torn, leaving a deep blood mark.
"Clan leader!!"
The people in the tribe were extremely angry.
They all picked up weapons and aimed at the people of the Rianniu clan.
"You all want to rebel? Okay, if you dare to make a move, I will immediately summon the Ox Riders to sweep across your Night Wolf clan." The little leader said angrily: "Let me see if you are not afraid of death."
Zhuo Ye stood up with Wang Lu's help, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he tried hard to restrain his murderous intention.
Because the Split Ox Clan is indeed too powerful.
At this time, Lin Xi walked out with an expression on her face.
"Lord Prophet!" Everyone couldn't help shouting in unison.
Lin Xi nodded.
"Prophet?" The little leader looked Lin Xi up and down and laughed loudly: "It seems that your Yelang clan has really changed. Not only is it greedy for profit, but it also recognizes such a thin dwarf as a prophet. It's so ridiculous, so ridiculous.
"
Everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
Beat the patriarch and insult the prophet!
This has completely angered the people of the Night Wolf clan.
Barbarian people fight with ferocious beasts every day, how could they not have ferocious nature?
Lin Xi just said to Zhuo Ye in a cold voice: "Have you forgotten what I told you? Why did you let him hit you? What are you afraid of? Your body has returned to its peak. Are you not as courageous as a young man?"
Zhuo Ye took a deep breath and looked at the clansmen who had angry faces and wanted to fight to the death.
He stood up, tall in stature, with an extremely calm aura, and his ferocity finally burst out without concealment, like a ferocious savage beast.
"All warriors of the Nightwolf clan obey your orders!"