"That’s right."
At this mont, the elixir dissolved, and Feeng Jun, the elder of the Wind Spirit Race, struggled to open his eyes.
"Cough cough..." He turned his head, desperately looking to the left.
His eyes were filled with pain, yet amidst the pain, there was unmistakable excitent.
"Tree Spirit... cough cough... I can sense the Clan Tree Spirit..."
"Senior..." He looked at Chu Ming almost pleadingly, eager for an answer.
Chu Ming lowered his gaze, raising his right hand, where the Qi Rhy radiated intensely from his palm. Within the white glow, a point of green light hovered.
"Cough cough..." The elder Feeng Jun seeing the green light was so excited that he coughed up fresh blood, "Clan Tree Spirit, it really is the Clan Tree Spirit."
"Tree Spirit recognizing its master... cough cough... Senior... no, Clan Leader!"
He struggled, attempting to rise and pay his respects.
Clan Tree Spirit!
Tree Spirit recognizing its master!
In that instant, all the Wind Spirit tribe mbers present felt the connection.
"Elder, this is the half of the Clan Tree that was taken by the Wolf Map Tribe years ago." Feeng Zhi held out the small sapling with both hands.
"Clan Tree... Clan Tree..."
The elder Feeng Jun’s eyes welled with tears at the sight.
"So many years... so many years... cough cough... our Clan Tree is finally going to be whole!"
"Elder, your injuries have not yet healed." Feeng Yi quickly supported Feeng Jun.
Clan Tree! Tree Spirit!
Feeng Jun, holding onto his broken body, bowed deeply to Chu Ming: "Clan Leader."
Then.
"Clan Leader!"
"Clan Leader!"
"..."
A thousand voices from the Wind Spirit Race called out in unison.
The montum was like a rainbow, stirring the heart and soul.
At that mont, even though so held doubts, they all joined in the chant of ’Clan Leader’.
"Cough cough... Clan Leader, you just said the Wolf Map Tribe is about to attack?"
Steadying his Qi Blood, elder Feeng Jun was indeed an elder, after a brief excitent, he brought the Wind Spirit tribe back to reality.
"Elder, let explain." Feeng Zhi stepped forward, his expression solemn.
"The other day, Ru’er and Yi’er pretended to be captured by the Wolf Map Tribe, and Elder Feeng Yao and I took the opportunity to follow, finding a Wolf Map Tribe outpost..."
He recounted everything that had happened in the past few days.
Finally, Feeng Zhi’s voice turned icy cold: "The Wolf Map Tribe is less than twenty miles away from our clan’s territory, and Elder Feeng Yao and over a hundred tribe mbers are still unaware."
"Wolf Map Tribe!!"
The elder Feeng Jun was furious, Elder Feeng Zhi was irate, and the Wind Spirit tribe mbers were all burning with anger.
"Years ago, the Wolf Map Tribe took advantage of our plight, captured our tribe mbers, destroyed our Clan Tree, and now, the Wolf Map Tribe is at our doorstep again!"
"Tribe mbers, pick up your weapons and kill the enemies!"
"Kill the enemies!"
"Kill the enemies!"
"..."
The Wind Spirit Tribe raised their Green Spears, their shouts crashing like tidal waves.
They knew thousands were attacking, they also knew the enemies included Lower ridian Unlocking Realm strong persons and Upper ridian Unlocking Realm perfectionists, but no one was afraid, and no one backed down.
"Please Clan Leader give the order for battle!" Feeng Jun looked at Chu Ming.
"Please Clan Leader give the order for battle!"
"Please Clan Leader give the order for battle!"
"..."
With blood boiling, willing to wrap themselves in horsehide, to die for the clan.
Chu Ming stood among a thousand, feeling the Wind Spirit tribe’s resolve.
Subduing the Wind Spirit tribe was the right decision.
After the rallying cries, elder Feeng Jun bowed to Chu Ming: "Clan Leader, the Wolf Map Tribe has many masters. My death matters not, but the Wind Spirit Tribe..."
The anger was genuine, but this elder did not wish to see the Wind Spirit tribe perish needlessly.
A single Sword-Horned Red Deer King almost annihilated the Wind Spirit tribe, and yet now the attacking Wolf Map Tribe and Blood Evil Sect had a true Upper ridian Unlocking Realm perfectionist master, and even a terrifying Lower ridian Unlocking Realm strong person.
Can the current Wind Spirit tribe withstand this?
Feeng Jun’s gaze fell onto the Clan Tree in Feeng Zhi’s hands, a glimpse of sorrow in his eyes.
The Clan Tree united, the Wind Spirit Tribe had a chance at survival and must not be extinguished.
"Feeng Ying, bring the other half of the Clan Tree here, Feeng Zhi, gather the children under twelve years old here."
The elder Feeng Jun of the Wind Spirit Tribe suddenly spoke.
"Elder?" The tribe mbers of the Wind Spirit tribe heard these words and were instantly bewildered.
Without answering the tribe, Feeng Jun solemnly knelt before Chu Ming: "I request the Clan Leader to lead the tribe and the Clan Tree away."
Feeng Ying, Feeng Zhi, Feeng Yi, and others were all silent.
Only at this mont did they suddenly realize why the elder acted this way.
Should they really let all the tribe mbers die in battle and let the Wind Spirit Tribe disappear because of hatred and anger?
Feeng Ying turned and left, Feeng Zhi paused briefly and also squeezed out of the crowd.
One went to retrieve the Clan Tree, the other to gather the children.
"Wait." Chu Ming helped Feeng Jun up, his gaze sweeping the Wind Spirit tribe mbers, "There’s no need for such trouble."
"Clan Leader..." Feeng Jun wanted to speak.
Chu Ming interrupted, continuing: "The Blood Evil Sect’s Upper ridian Unlocking Realm perfectionist and Lower ridian Unlocking Realm strong person will be handled by , the rest... need the elder to gather people to take care of."
The Clan Leader wants to battle the Upper ridian Unlocking Realm perfectionist and Lower ridian Unlocking Realm strong person alone?
Feeng Jun imdiately clasped his hands anxiously and said: "Clan Leader, the cultivation techniques of the Blood Evil Sect and Wolf Map Tribe are extrely ruthless, the tribe must not take risks..."
However.
Before Feeng Jun could finish, Chu Ming’s expression turned solemn, the Tree Spirit hovering beside him, and his voice resonated as if a bell:
"I am the Clan Leader."
The scene fell silent, no one dared to speak.
Chu Ming’s eyes like abysses swept over the crowd, finally resting on Elder Feeng Zhi and the recently ascended to the ridian Unlocking Realm Feeng Yi.
"Before reaching Rushing Water Valley, is there a mountain gorge river path?" He turned his hand, taking out over ten large bags.
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