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Chapter 922: Chapter 339: Unfilial Son, Target, and Weirdness (Ten Thousand-Word Combination Chapter)

Clearly, the relationships among the three tribes are not harmonious.

The Fish Eagle Tribe Chief recently emerged from seclusion, yet upon doing so, he learned that the tribe had lost four Great Purple Mansion members, causing his anger to almost make him faint. Thankfully, the tribe concealed the information tightly enough that the other two enemy camps haven’t noticed anything amiss.

If not.

Before he could come out of seclusion.

They would have probably joined forces to devour him by now.

But in the end, fire can’t be wrapped in paper.

Before the Fish Eagle Tribe stand only two paths: either he breaks through to the Golden Core or several more Purple Mansion members rise within the tribe. All hopes are pinned on this journey to the Kunlun Mini World. The ruins are about to open, yet why the Chief of the Celestial Yin Tribe suddenly called the three of them together is puzzling.

The Fish Eagle Chief’s mind was racing.

Meanwhile, the White Tiger Chief and Celestial Wolf Chief began communicating:

"I heard that the Fish Eagle Tribe’s Third Elder and Seventh Elder haven’t shown themselves for several years, and the Fifth Elder and Eighth Elder’s whereabouts are also both mysterious. Celestial Wolf, have you heard any rumors?"

The Celestial Wolf Chief closed his eyes and remained silent.

He wasn’t interested in communicating at all.

The White Tiger Chief snorted coldly:

"Ignorant fool!"

If the Fish Eagle Tribe’s four elders had met misfortune, then this time, upon entering the ruins, they could leave the remaining four Purple Mansion members of Fish Eagle inside. Joining forces, they could directly annex the Fish Eagle Tribe.

However, the Celestial Wolf seemed still to begrudge the White Tiger Tribe, even with an opportunity laid out before him, he remained unmoved.

As thoughts swirled.

Footsteps came from outside.

The three chiefs of the White Tiger Tribe immediately stood up.

The newcomer was less than three feet tall, with youthful features, resembling a child. Yet, the aura of a Golden Core Master emitted from him, making the White Tiger trio not dare to even raise their heads. Only once the newcomer was seated did they bow low to the ground:

"Greetings, Great Chieftain."

"Hmm."

The child was indeed the Celestial Yin Chief.

However.

This was a centuries-old monster, known as the Celestial Mountain Master.

With a flick of his index finger, a sound insulation array immediately formed around them:

"The opening of the Kunlun Mini World is imminent. I won’t waste your time. I called you here to offer a great opportunity."

Saying this.

With a wave of his sleeve.

Three rays of dawn light flew swiftly toward the White Tiger trio:

"The terrain map marked on the jade scroll highlights a location. Direct your tribesmen into it, and if any of you manage to bring out what lies within, I will reward one Condensation Pill."

The Condensation Pill is an auxiliary spiritual object needed for breaking through to Golden Core.

Upon hearing this.

The Fish Eagle trio exchanged glances, their eyes brimming with excitement.

With this pill, their tribe could potentially produce a Golden Core Master and never again live under another’s thumb.

With almost one voice:

"Great Chieftain, may we know what treasure you’re seeking?"

"No need to ask further. Once inside, you will discover for yourselves. This is the matter I wanted to inform you about. You may leave now."

Saying this.

The Celestial Mountain Master picked up a tea cup and sipped leisurely.

Hurriedly, the White Tiger trio bowed, not raising their heads, stepping back from the Council Hall. Outside, they exchanged glances, their hostility deepened further, showing no intention of conversing, they each let out a cold snort and departed as fast as possible using their artifacts.

This opportunity.

Their tribes must be informed promptly to devise a counter-strategy.

Compared to the White Tiger duo, the Fish Eagle Chief was evidently the most anxious. For others, this Condensation Pill was an additional asset, but for the Fish Eagle Tribe, it was a lifeline.

Thus.

He didn’t hesitate to use a Secret Technique.

Speeding back to the tribe, upon his return, the four members initially set to enter the ruins were already waiting in the Council Hall.

The Crown Prince saw his father’s pale complexion and the shortened return time, knowing it was due to burning Essence Blood to perform the Secret Technique, and asked with concern:

"Father, you could have just messaged us if there’s anything. There’s no need to use Secret Techniques; it’s too damaging to your health."

The Fish Eagle Chief, for now, had no time for chatter.

Pointing to the Council Hall.

The Second Prince immediately activated the array in the Council Hall, after the light curtain fell, the Fish Eagle Chief recounted the Celestial Mountain Master’s reward. Hearing this, the Crown Prince was momentarily stunned and then became ecstatic:

"Father, don’t worry. I will risk my life if need be to secure this Condensation Pill for you."

The Second Prince, on the other side, furrowed his brow slightly, examining the terrain map given by the Celestial Mountain Master. He noticed the target was at the Ruins Outer Gate. With the Celestial Yin Tribe’s Purple Mansion members also expected to enter, why would they go the extra mile, expending a precious Condensation Pill?

Though the Celestial Yin Tribe is a Golden Core Tribe.

Not every day can a Condensation Pill be casually used:

"This matter is even more suspicious."

He thought of expressing his doubts, but seeing his father’s excited and hopeful expression and the Crown Prince’s fervor as if energized, he changed his mind and spoke instead: "I will not let father down either."

He wouldn’t foolishly wade into these murky waters!

.....

Broken Bone Cliff.

Buzz!

Suddenly, Fu Changsheng’s talisman brush moved in his hand, slightly trembling the Mountain-Shaking Talisman on the table, its glow subsided, and the Spirit Talisman was complete:

"Not bad!"

After months of effort.

He almost effortlessly upgraded to a Tier Three Middle-Grade Talisman Maker.

This was the benefit of having birthed a Blood Talisman Spirit Body.

Setting the completed Mountain-Shaking Talisman aside, he mused about refining a few more while inspiration struck. At this moment, the Guiding Order resting on a corner of the table slightly trembled and lit up: