“This time, I’ve brought a few arrays for refining Xiaoyang corpses; I’ll leave them with you.”

Upon hearing this, Huo Ning was greatly invigorated.

“As long as the clan supports me, I dare to continue recruiting the scattered division’s refugees. A hundred thousand or two hundred thousand, no problem.”

Soon, the two of them descended from the city walls and entered a spacious hall within the clan’s territory.

After Huo Chang removed the witch pouch, there was a giant crossbow, armor, armor-piercing arrows, bonebud hammers specifically for fighting the Xiaoyang, and a newly forged heavy blade from the clan.

This heavy blade had a wider blade and a thick handle for two-handed gripping.

Together, the blade and weapon measured over six feet in length.

Having been tested by the clan soldiers, in a two-handed grip, it could easily cleave a Mountain-Splitting Kui of the same tier, shattering its skin and bones.

The blade had been hammered with five layers of iron, repeatedly forged dozens of times, capable of delivering seven or eight consecutive slashes, even when used by Celestial Vein Martial Artists channeling their blood energy.

Currently, the clan could mass-produce this type of heavy blade, equipping it for Stone-Breaker and Mountain-Opening Realm Martial Artists.

Huo Ning picked up a heavy blade and swung it a few times; it indeed felt heavy enough that a single strike seemed sufficient to crush an ordinary martial artist’s skull without much effort.

Finally, Huo Chang took several sealed pottery jars from the witch pouch.

“These are all witch medicine formulas for treating injuries, including blood-staunching, speeding recovery, and bone-setting.

The new clan land has fertile soil, with some areas comparable to some thin Primordial Vein lands, allowing us to grow large quantities of these basic herbs ourselves.”

Night fell.

In the stone hall where he was resting, Huo Chang spread out a piece of beast hide paper and began writing on it.

He occasionally paused to think and sometimes frowned.

Upon arriving in Ji Land, he found that the situation was more chaotic than he had imagined, which also presented him with opportunities.

Blazing Flame’s retreat into the mountains for recovery was not a permanent withdrawal; if he could plant a foothold amidst the Xiaoyang chaos, it would be greatly beneficial for the future.

After jotting down notes and sketches on the beast hide paper, Huo Chang placed the entire piece onto a beast oil lamp, setting it alight.

Over the following half month, Huo Chang disguised himself as an ordinary martial artist and left the clan land with Huo Ning.

During this time, they clashed multiple times with small groups of Xiaoyang Race Soldiers and even ventured onto the Guimu River, spotting Xiaoyang Race warships.

Hmm, they had seized all of it from the Human Race Tribes along the shores.

The group ambushed along the banks of the Guimu River, roaming thousands of miles back and forth, finally seizing an opportunity, capturing a ship loaded with spoils.

After confiscating the spoils, Huo Chang finally made up his mind about his plan.

He wrote a letter and entrusted it to Cyan Simurgh, asking it to deliver the message back with the resources being sent to the tribes.

Nothing would satisfy unless he stirred up some action in this place.

…

The thirty Cyan Simurgh Soldiers did not transport the resources together but remained hidden in the mountain forests.

Only the Cyan Simurgh leader quietly headed north, using the witch pouch to carry the spoils.

The Tier Three Cyan Simurgh spread its wings and soared into the clouds, looking like a small black dot from the ground.

When passing over the Xiaoyang Race Territory, it deliberately flew under the cover of night, heading directly into the Giant Mountain Range.

Once within the mountains, Cyan Simurgh surveyed from above, locating the Cang Mountain Tribe amidst the dense hills.

It circled the sky once before letting out a cry towards the heavens.

Chirp!

At the rear of the Cang Mountain Tribe’s mountain, clan soldiers guarded the surrounding wilderness, and after a few turns, the Cyan Simurgh descended.

“There’s a letter for you inside.”

Upon seeing Shen Can, the Cyan Simurgh opened its beak and released the beast pouch.

After opening the beast pouch, Shen Can found Huo Chang’s letter, and upon reading it, he pondered for a moment and formulated a plan in his mind.

“Are there many supplies on that side of Ji Land?”

“A lot. I initially planned for the clansmen to transport them together, but Huo Chang didn’t allow it, and asked me to transport them bit by bit using the witch pouch for now.”

The Cyan Simurgh wasn’t upset; it preferred flying solo for speed and safety.

Shen Can then sensed the contents of the witch pouch and found it nearly filled with various beast hide scrolls and herbs.

“Since the Clan Leader is planning a significant operation in Ji Land, next time, let’s first bring back a portion of the armors, ores, and witch medicines to satisfy some logistic needs of the Ji Land division.

When entering the mountains, observe the surrounding forests carefully to see if there’s anyone tailing us.”

The Cyan Simurgh flapped its wings, not believing it could be tailed.

However, it did not refute Shen Can’s words.

“I will be vigilant.”

Shen Can took the witch pouch into a cave, where he unloaded the resources and placed them onto the flying ship.

This witch pouch, acquired from the Xiaoyang Race, had an internal space of five zhang, making the ten-plus zhang flying ship fit comfortably inside.

As night fell, the Cyan Simurgh hovered above the Cang Mountain Race Territory for several circles, confirming no disturbances or lurking Xiaoyang, before the flying ship streaked deep into the mountains under the cover of darkness.

After that, the Cyan Simurgh headed out of the mountain.

…

Upon returning to the tribe, Shen Can issued a clan order in the name of the Ancestral Temple Keeper.

With the newly established Celestial Craft Hall as the leader, artisans, women, witches, martial artists, and others from within the clan were summoned to establish a temporary integrated workshop.

Repair armor, craft heavy swords, giant crossbows, arrows, and configure healing witch medicine; everything was to be done as during the great battle with the Xiaoyang.

Whether it was repaired armor, crafted weapons, collected witch medicine, or grown food, all were counted double for clan merit.

Why double clan merit?

Huo Chang explained in a letter that Ji Land has a wealth of materials, and witchcraft herbs have piled up into small hills.

Not using the resources is not Shen Can’s style.

He prepared to use up all the witch medicine sent from Ji Land, turning those that could heal into powders, and those that could enhance cultivation into medicine clusters, opening supply to the clansmen.

Currently, the clansmen have been issued basic cultivation resources; if the corresponding cultivation witch medicine were directly distributed, the clan merit system would become somewhat ineffective.

It would be better to follow wartime logistics supply standards and implement double clan merit, so clansmen could have enough clan merit to exchange for cultivation medicine clusters.

These medicine clusters would not only be placed in the tribe, but a portion would also be given to clansmen on the Ji Land side.

Half a month later.

Cyan Simurgh landed again at the Cang Mountain Tribe.

Emptied the witch pouch of armor, minerals, and witch medicine, and then loaded grain, dried meat, three hundred sets of intact armor, and three hundred heavy swords from the flying ship into the witch pouch.

“Tell the clan leader to think of a way to get more witch pouches.”

Before Cyan Simurgh left, Shen Can instructed Cyan Simurgh.

No choice, he couldn’t make these things.

But a single witch pouch holds too little; now it’s completely insufficient.

With the resources secured, Cyan Simurgh flew towards the mountains.

At this moment, in the surrounding forests of the Cang Mountain Tribe, dozens of Cyan Simurgh Soldiers had already been stationed to monitor the area.

As soon as the flying ship landed in the clan city, clansmen quickly approached to take down armor, minerals, and herbs.

Armor was directly piled in the central plaza of the clan city.

Aunts from the tribe gathered, using beast tendon, hemp thread, iron needles, to repair these armors, adapting them to suit the Human Race martial artists.

Minerals were sent straight to the Fire Lodge for smelting, used to craft weapons and armor.

Herbs and beast hide scrolls were all delivered to the Witch Hall.

Inside the Witch Hall, lights were brightly shining.

“A fifty-year-old Earth Essence Grass.”

“A Wood Element Deficient Witchcraft.”

“A hundred-year-old Yunyang Ginseng.”

“A Deficient Quenching Technique.”

…

The items delivered were too chaotic, so the disciples of the Witch Hall were busy categorizing them first.

“Yan Ling, send this herb to your grandmaster.”

In a section of the vast Witch Hall, Huo Yunn called out.

“Alright, Master.”

A young girl, seemingly no more than ten years old, quickly grabbed a wooden box and headed out of the Witch Hall upon hearing the instruction.

As a child from the Blazing Flame Tribe’s assigned generation, Yan Ling received blessings from the Sacrificial Spirit, and her Divine Sense far exceeded that of her peers, having a strong affinity with flora.

She hadn’t been in the Witch Hall long before Huo Yunn discovered her talent and took her under tutelage.

Walking from the Witch Hall toward the Ancestral Temple, Yan Ling patted the Spirit Tree in passing.

“Haven’t seen you for two days, Tree Tree.”

Then, two young birds just learning to fly landed, nudging Yan Ling with their sharp beaks.

“Go play, I have things to do today.”

After dispatching the two Cyan Simurgh fledglings, Yan Ling quickly arrived outside the Ancestral Temple, respectfully saluted outside before speaking: “Grandmaster, Master sent me to deliver medicine.”

Shen Can stepped out of the Ancestral Temple’s gate and saw Yan Ling standing outside.

Huo Yunn had only recently decided to accept Yan Ling as a disciple; although she hadn’t formally apprenticed yet, calling him grandmaster was not incorrect.

Upon reaching the side hall residence, Yan Ling presented a blood-colored, textured medicinal ginseng to Shen Can.

Sensing the medicinal power coursing through the Blood Ginseng, Shen Can understood—his own disciple was considerate of her master.

Refining this Blood Ginseng would make advancing to the Celestial Vein Sixth Layer effortless.

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