"You are like the slaves who I bought."

  Yuan Zhan's words changed the faces of The Salt Mountain Tribesmen, who wanted to gain more benefits claiming past acquaintances.

  "And just because of you, my Jiu yuan lost quite a lot! If it weren't for saving you, we wouldn't have to lose our trade connections with The Moer-Gan, let alone fight with them, so now we have to find a way to get back to The Jiu Yuan. And if it weren't for coming to pick you up on purpose, we wouldn't have to go around this road. Now it's more for you to offend the son of The Moer-Gan’s Chief.”

  The Salt Mountain Tribesmen were speechless because Yuan Zhan was telling the truth.

  "So how are you going to compensate me?"

  The Salt Mountain Tribesmen were anxious. "Da-Ren, that's not what you said at the time! Hei Qi and your messenger came and said that as long as we depend on you, our family will not be slaves. You can also ensure that our chief and the priest can become the elders of the Jiu Yuan, and that our Tribesmen can enjoy everything they enjoy like the Jiu Yuan people.

  "When did I promise that? Meng Er! Hei Qi! Come here, you two!"

  Meng came up and shook his head. "I didn't say that. I just said that the Jiu Yuan would help them, but it would cost them enough. At that time, the chief consulted with their priest and The Elder and told me that the Salt Mountain Tribesmen would all belong to The Jiu Yuan.”

  Yuan Zhan sneered. “Did you hear that? Didn't you agree to be slaves to our Jiu Yuan?

  "No…… Hei Qi?” The Salt Mountain Tribesmen looked hopefully at Hei Qi with long eyes.

  Hei Qi was ashamed. He only spoke to the chief and the priest at the time. It was possible that Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo did not actually promise them.

  Looking at Hei Qi's face, what does Yuan Zhan not understand? This man probably said a lot about the beautiful prospects to the Salt Mountain Tribesmen, but after all, the prospects are prospects. It's funny that the chief took it for granted.

  "I remember very clearly that Hei Qi asked me and my priest how you would arrange for this when you came, and then my priest gave him a promise that we would help you as long as you were willing to join The Jiu Yuan. But what happened later? Uh huh? Your elder went telling the Moer-Gan! We could have left safely, but now we are trapped here! There's a big bargainable tribe missing, which has disrupted all our plans for The Jiu Yuan!!”

  Yuan Zhan said that his face suddenly changed. "In this case, you want to join The Jiu Yuan without paying any price? Even if I could promise, the people of The Jiu Yuan would not! The Salt Mountain Tribesmen, let me ask you a question now: Do you want to be included in The Jiu Yuan or not?”

  "Of course we want to go…… Join The Jiu Yuan, but I hope……”

  "What do you hope for? Want to keep your chief and elder and your blood? You want us to not kill your priest?”

  "Yes! Also, we can't be slaves. If The Jiu Yuan had to make us slaves, we would rather……"

  "What would you rather do? To die? Are you threatening me?

  "No! Of course not! "Chief of Salt Mountain Tribesmen found that the former Jiu Yuan warrior, now the Jiu Yuan Chief, was even more arrogant and terrible than Qi Hao, son of Chief of the Moer-Gan.

  They had been in the valley for many days, and the Chief and his priest had not been in contact with them, but had not bothered them, which made them panic, but also a little lucky that they thought they were slow-moving.

  Yuan Zhan sat on the chair he had made and looked lazy. "Jiu Yuan has no slaves. You don't have to worry about going back to the Jiu Yuan to become a miserable slave. But you owe me the debt and to Jiu Yuan and it must be paid off. You can rest assured that it will not be worse than your life now. Maybe it will be much better. But first of all, you have to hand over the battle team to my Shen-Gu."

  The Salt Mountain Tribesmen looked down at each other, the chief and the priest wanted to say something. The Priest, over half a century old, shook his head gently.

  But the Chief of the Salt Mountain Tribesmen, who is still in his thirties, gritted his teeth after looking around the tribesmen. "I want to see your priest Da-Ren."

  Yuan Zhan seems to have anticipated that the Salt Mountain Tribesmen would say, "Why do you have to see my priest? Because he's soft-hearted? Do you think if you ask him, he will cancel your debts? I can tell you directly, that's impossible!"

  The Salt Mountain Tribesmen insisted, "Chief Zhan, we just want to see your priest, if your priest insists that we have to hand over the battle team, then……"

  Yuan Zhan suddenly sneered, "Because the woman Hei Xiang insisted that my priest was your Salt Mountain Tribesmen? Even came to find you for this? And you believe it?"

  The Salt Mountain Tribesmen did not believed it, but it's also a hope, if it's true……

  When they got the news, they asked Hei Qi, but Hei Qi only said that he just looked a little similar and could not be the same person.

  Yuan Zhan seemed tired and got up from his stone chair. "No matter who my priest is or whether it's really your Tribesmen, even if it is, it won't change anything. Later, remember to hand over the battle team to Shen-Gu, and the other non-combatants to Ding Ning. If I see one of you tribesmen gathering together again when I said to give the battle team to Shen-Gu and the other non-combatants to Ding Ning. Instead of following orders, you will have only two choices."

  What are the two options?

  Is that still a question?

  The Salt Mountain Tribesmen was there and everyone knew that Yuan Zhan was letting them choose whether to die or to be handed over to The Moer-Gan People.

  At this point, of course, they want to live, but once the team is disbanded, the Salt Mountain Tribesmen will really disappear.

  Yuan Zhan stepped out of the unearthed house and his sharp eyes swept over Hei Qi.

  Hei Qi bowed his head and decided to go back and let the old lady and Hei Xiang stay away!

  During Yan Mo's departure, Yuan Zhan made a breakthrough in his ability after hitting The Salt Mountain Tribesmen. Maybe he found an interesting game?

  Yuan Zhan began to run to Xia Yu. Apart from making pots and pots with mud himself, he was most interested in observing how the kiln fired the mud into pottery according to Yan Mo's mouth.

  With the kiln, the finished product rate and quality of pottery was improved by a lot. Although it is still broken, some large pieces can now be fired.

  Yuan Zhan was intimidating Xia Yu and others for several days. He thought he was just observing and studying. He began to think: If there is fire and soil abilities in my body, can I burn mud directly into pottery or even porcelain?

  Didn't Mo say that blocking is better than dredging?

  Mo had told him before, that porcelain was so hard that it could be used as a weapon and had a higher defense strength than the Jiu Yuan wall they now built. He wanted to try to use fire in his body, but he and Mo were worried that the excessive use of blood ability would lead to the explosion of the Godblood Stone energy in his body, which would be impossible to suppress that enormous force.

  But now, there are two 8th rank and a 9th rank earth crystal which Mo gave him before he left. If something goes wrong, he can absorb the energy of the earth crystal to suppress the fire energy in his body. He is not afraid of the destructive energy, and even dares to guide it and make it work for him.

  Yuan Zhan was originally a bold man. With his support, he was not only bold, but also began to try directly when he had an idea.

  There is no need to elaborate on the process. Nothing can be successful at the beginning. In just three days, he consumed all the three high-order crystals Mo left him. He almost died because of the energy explosion!

  If it hadn't been for the Mandrill's desperate fight with him to let off some of his violent energy, he might not even have had time to absorb the last 9th rank crystal.

  After this fight, the Mandrill elder's attitude toward him has changed more obviously. Perhaps he feels that the strength of the other party is not weaker than himself, or even that he may be mad enough to kill himself. The Mandrill elder no longer looks at him through his nostrils, but has a little brotherly sympathy for him, which shows that he will come to fight him later when he had nothing to do.

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  Yuan Zhan is even happier! It's not because this frame makes him prove that he is no weaker than The Mandrill. The main reason is that when he attacked The Mandrill elder with an earth arrow, he unintentionally ignited the fire energy in his body and cause that energy to burn with the earth arrow.

  Although the process was very fast, and he had no time to understand it carefully, the earth arrow broke up automatically before it flew out due to improper calcination method, Yuan Zhan finally broke a gap in how to use the energy of the Godblood Stone in his body.

  With a gap broken, he will eventually lift the lid off!

  On the tenth morning of Yan Mo's departure, Yuan Zhan was patiently invoking internal fire to burn a small earth ball.

  There was a sudden sound of warning horns in the distance.

  This is the message sent back by the person responsible for reconnaissance at a high perimeter.

  Yuan Zhan carefully recovered the fire energy, holding up the dry and cracked mud ball and standing up and asking the Shen-Gu who ran over: "Who is coming? The Moer-Gan Tribe? "

  "No!" Shen-Gu turned his head and pointed to the eastern sky. "Chief, look!"

  At the same time, Meng Er's fussy cry came: "Da-Zhan! Chief Da-Ren! Look at the sky! What is that?"

  The people in the valley raised their heads together.

  The sky in the valley is more visible than in other parts of the woods, but it is still somewhat obscured.

  Everyone opened their mouths and stared stupidly at the huge object in the sky.

  For a moment and a half, none of them could see what it was, except that it looked like the skeleton of a creature.

  But is there such a large biological skeleton in the world?

  Most importantly, can bones fly in the sky?

  Or the Snake People were more knowledgeable, Bai Yan looked up for a moment and said in surprise, "That's a bone object?"

  A huge bone bird skimmed over the valley and saw that it was landing at what seemed to be the clearing near the river?

  Meng muttered, "The God of ancestors is in the sky. Isn't it Mo-Mo who made it?" Why do I think he made it? Da-Zhan, do you think that would be……"

  Meng turned around and found that Chief Da-Ren had disappeared early behind him.

  How could Meng let go of the excitement? He immediately lifted his legs and a gust of wind blew over, and the man ran away.

  On the side of the river, Yan Mo emerged from the belly of the bone bird and saw Yuan Zhan rushing in at a glance.

  But Meng's speed is much faster than Yuan Zhan's, and he still arrives before Yan Mo got down. When he saw Yan Mo, he rushed over…… the Giant Bone Bird that jumped behind him.

  "Mo Da-Ren! I knew it was you! What is it? How big! Is this Jiu Feng's father skeleton?

  "Pooh!" A blade of wind blew from Yan Mo's head. “My father is living well! Hey!"

  "Young Master Jiu Feng!" screamed Meng, whose hair fell off his scalp for an instant.

  Yan Mo laughed and gave a thumbs-up to Meng's new hairstyle. "It's perfect for you."

  Meng touched his head and cried.

  "Hey! Fool Meng Er! That's the Firebird! It's our people's food! "Jiu Feng proudly flew to the top of Meng and left a landmine of poop uncivilized.

  Meng felt a heat on top of his head, something rare sliding down his scalp…… Suddenly, he rushed into the river.

  Jiu Feng laughed and flew to the river to bully Meng Er.

  Yuan Zhan ran to see the giant bone bird behind Yan Mo, but grabbed the teenager's hand first. "I thought you still needed some time."

  Yan Mo smiled forcefully. “I said I'd be back soon, I'd be back soon.

  Yuan Zhan suddenly became very happy and laughed, "How about the Jiu Yuan? What did the Three Cities messenger ask for?”

  Yan Mo proudly returned three words: "I don't know."

  Yuan Zhan stayed. “You didn't go back to the Jiu Yuan?'

  "No."

  Yuan Zhan wants to say that your heart is really broad, but he thinks maybe Mo didn't go back to The Jiu Yuan just to come back earlier. He was happy again.

  Yan Mo snapped back at the man's wrist, gave him a meeting and looked at him in surprise. "You seem to have a little more energy in your body, but it's much more stable than before. What did you do? Did you absorb another crystal?”

  Yuan Zhan coughed, "Hmm."

  "Well, what does that mean?"

  "I can burn the mud directly into pottery."

  "Really?" That's so convenient! Yan Mo was so happy that he suddenly forgot to ask about yuan-crystal about it. How is that possible?

  "How many pieces of crystal did you absorb?" The teenager's face turned into the bridesmaid's face.

  Yuan Zhan couldn't hide, so he had to tell the truth, "Not much, just three pieces."

  "I seem to have given you three crystal?"

  Yuan Zhan nodded.

  Yan Mo, "…… I you! Those are two 8th ranks and one 9th rank! Every piece is no smaller than a fist! Did you absorb it all?!"

  Yuan Zhan was unhappy. "But the energy in my body has become more stable than before, and I know how to use the Godblood Stone energy, is this not enough?"

  Yan Mo's heart, lungs, spleen and stomach were all trembling with pain. "A-Zhan, you know, it's not easy to take care you, damn it!"

  Just one of you, you have to consume countless high-rank earth-element crystals, and you have two Godblood Stones! By the way, there's the Soul Return Pill made of Laozi's flesh and blood!

  The loser snorted twice and bit him.

  Yan Mo was in a bad mood and kicked him off. "Are the second batch of people ready to go? Let them hurry up and return to the Jiu Yuan! I will take 4th rank and a 5th rank warrior with me this time. The Giant Firebird can hold up to 500 people at a time.

  "If the middle-ranking warriors leave safely, the people left here will not be safe." Yuan Zhan took a bite to let go.

  "You stay! You will come with the last batch."

  When Yan Mo was distressed by the waste of a large number of high-order yuan-crystals and wanted to find a way to make up for it, the messengers from the Jiu Yuan side and the Three Cities came to a point where they could not get rid of each other.

  Zheng seems calm and resolute on the surface, but only he knows that he has a headache, which makes him plead with his ancestors for an early return of Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo.

  Zheng is the same, let alone others.

  Before meeting the absolute power, no strategy is helpful, especially when other people have more experience in life than you and are smarter than you.

  When they said that slaves who belong to Jiu yuan are use and there will be a compensation of the yuan-crystal coins, and those who built houses on their Jiu Yuan's territory needed to pay yuan-crystal coins, including hunting at the Jiu Yuan boundary,, one of the three messengers of the Three Cities, named Peng Si, said directly that they needed yuan-crystal coins and they will buy the land they are building now.

  The Jiu Yuan of course disagreed. Peng Si said that it was a challenge to the Tianqiancheng-Heaven City to not let them live outside. He said on the spot that he wanted to challenge the warriors in the tribe. The losers had to offer slaves or yuan-crystal coins or open the gates to welcome the three of them into the city.

  Zheng could not see the strength of the three men. The three messengers did not have warriors’ tattoos on their faces, but they did. Although Mo Da-Ren had developed a way to hide the tattoos, they were used to having tattoos on their faces and had no intention to hide them. As a result, they exposed their strength to the Three Cities messengers.

  But although the three messengers had no tattoos, the high-ranking warriors could always feel the weakness of the low-ranking warriors, and the low-ranking warriors could also feel the pressures of the high-ranking warriors. Hence, Zheng could be sure that each of the three men were stronger than the Jiu Yuan People.

  The Jiu Yuan is upset at the top, and the people below are even more upset.

  Everyone was afraid of the Three Cities messenger entering The Jiu Yuan, especially the women who had just been there for more than half a year.

  Zheng had no choice but to ask the Mer-people for the support of high-ranking warriors. Luo Meng responded as a representative: "Our cooperation with the Jiu Yuan has always been a way of being hired. If you want our high-ranking warriors to help you accept the challenge of the Tianqiancheng-Heaven City messenger, you must pay for it."

  "How much?"

  "A 6th rank blood warrior took up a challenge, dead or alive, 6 kilograms of refined red salt. For a 7th rank, seven kilograms."

  "What?! Why did it go up so much? "

  Luo Meng said he couldn't help it. It was their witch's requirement. "Although 7th rank and 6th rank are only 1st Rank apart, it's actually a middle-level and high-level difference. Our witch said that if it wasn't for Mo Da-Ren's sake, he would never agree to let our warriors help humans challenge other humans."

  Despite this, Zheng somewhat sensed that the Mer-people was taking advantage of the house on fire.

  Luo Meng apologized. "Our wizard said that the three Tianqiancheng-Heaven City messengers were almost all 7th rank's early strength, and all of them were divine blood warriors. If you want to completely suppress them, you must send 7th rank nearly 8th rank warriors, and combat experience is also very rich. Seven kilograms of refined red salt is really not expensive."

  Zheng kneading the temples, "the amount is too large, I can't decide, or order six hundred Jin, the other we Chief and the priest back, and then talk with your big witch?"

  "We witches say we can't bargain."

  Zheng scolded her in her heart. "I can't decide yet. I'll give you a reply after I discuss it with others."

  Negotiations were short and urgent. The Three Cities came to make the demand that tomorrow it will be a challenge. If they did not meet the challenge, they would go straight into Jiu Yuan to take the city when The Jiu Yuan gave up.

  The Jiu Yuan People are dying of sorrow!

  Everyone can't think of a good way to deal with the powerful enemies who are pressing their doors.

  Wu Chen also found that he was so smart that he hardly had any way to defend when he met a powerful enemy, but he was not discouraged. He was still trying to figure out how to delay the time until Shifu comes back.

  "Didn't I see Jiu Feng Da-Ren back last time? Chief and Priest Da-Ren haven't returned yet? How long will it take for them to come back?” The restless warlords patted the table.

  What about Meng? When Mo Da-Ren comes back, he'll come back and send a message.

  "I said that Chief and Priest Da-Ren shouldn't have gone out together and stayed there for good or ill, and it wasn't going to be……"

  "Enough!" Zheng slapped the table angrily. "Now what's the use of saying that? Chief and Priest Da-Ren, we don't know when they will be back. Tomorrow Peng Si will challenge us. We dare to fight, but we can't afford to lose! If they are not here, we should guard the city better. If they come back and find the city lost, how can we face Priest Da-Ren? Do you think you can agree to the Mer-people terms of employment?”

  When Zheng asked this question, he saw that Da-Shan, Da-Shan and Wen Sheng were responsible for the most secret extraction of red salt, and the tribe leaders could ask them how much red salt they could take out.

  Da-Shan shook his head slowly. "Seven kilograms, if Priest Da-Ren was there, he would never agree."

  "But the problem is that we have not a way to suppress the Three Cities to make the high-ranking warriors leave!"

  "Come on, we will fight with them!"

  "Yes! Fight with them!"

  Suddenly a female voice broke into an angry roar: "Tell the truth to the three messengers, say Chief and Priest Da-Ren are not come back. Any challenges require their consent. If the messengers dare to force his way into the city, tell them if they just want to fight, wait for Chief and Priest Da-Ren to come back, blood revenge! "

  Sha Lang didn't speak a very smoothly Jiu than common language, but her meaning was clear to everyone.

  Zheng thought again and again, "The Mer-people side of the high-ranking warriors still need to hire one, otherwise they really regardless of the attempt to capture the Jiu Yuan, we will die and injure by a lot."

  Da-Shan frowned. "But we can't get out seven kilograms of red salt."

  "Promise before you say so. You can talk to the Mer-people first, but not to start is another price."

  "That's all I can do, hoping to frighten the three messengers!"

  The Ye He Trio wasn't scared at all. Peng Si directly challenged three games to win or lose, with two wins in three games.

  If the Jiu Yuan lost, they will open the gate of the Jiu Yuan and welcomed the messengers in. From then on, the Jiu Yuan will belong to Tianqiancheng-Heaven City.

  If Jiu Yuan wins and the three will continue to wait outside the moat for the return of The Jiu Yuan Chief and the priest.

  "In addition, before the challenge, I would like to ask the Jiu Yuan why they sent the Mer-warrior. Does the Jiu Yuan belong to The Mer-people? Or does the Mer-people belong to The Jiu Yuan Tribe? ——