Chapter 71: (1): The Lei Guang That Killed His Brotherly Bond.

Initially, Long Xuan wanted to continue searching for peak-grade spirit insects, but upon hearing that a large-scale beast tide had erupted in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, he dared not linger any longer. He abandoned his plan and teamed up with two others to return home.

The journey back was smooth, and they did not encounter any more small beast tides. With Long Xuan's Eye of Heaven, it was hard to stumble into a beast tide accidentally.

Thus, the three of them returned safely to the familiar market town.

Seeing the market town, the three felt a sense of finding home. They finally breathed a sigh of relief, and their tightly wound nerves relaxed completely.

The three exchanged glances and smiled at each other.

However, their smiles quickly faded.

The beast tide in the Ten Thousand Great Mountains had already erupted, and they were not the only ones returning from the mountains. The market town entrance was crowded, with injured people everywhere, clearly all in need of rest and recovery.

At this moment, everyone was blocked outside the market town by a strong man named Shi Jian. Not only were people not allowed to enter the town, but they were also not permitted to leave.

Long Xuan quickly understood the situation from the surrounding rogue cultivators' angry shouts.

It was simply that the beast tide had come, and a large number of people were urgently needed.

Everyone had a duty to resist the beast tide. The major clans and Gu cultivators were organizing rogue cultivators to fight the beast tide under the guise of righteousness.

Having just escaped from the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, being forced to fight the beast tide again was too much for the rogue cultivators, who could not hide their displeasure.

Yet, the rogue cultivators dared not voice their anger openly. Their weak strength meant they had no say, and they did not dare oppose the major clans' Gu cultivators.

These major clans' Gu cultivators were acting under the banner of righteousness. If one dared to resist, they had ample reason to deal with you, even openly killing and seizing treasures without moral condemnation. Who would dare to stand out?

Shi Jian, one of the seven guardians of this market town, was a peak-stage marrow-cleansing expert and among the top in strength among all peak-stage marrow-cleansing Gu cultivators. Who would provoke him?

So, despite the murmurs among the crowd, no one dared to stand up against him.

Finally, Long Xuan bravely raised his hand. Just as Shi Jian sneered, thinking he had found someone to punish, he heard Long Xuan say, "I am Elder Long lao's medicine boy, may I..."

Before he could finish, Shi Jian interrupted, "He still owes me five million spirit stones. Do you think mentioning him will work?"

Shi Jian looked at Long Xuan with amusement, "If you want me to give him face, you're mistaken."

"His face means nothing to me. I won't give him any face. When the beast tide arrives, I'll make sure you're the first to charge," Shi Jian sneered.

Long Xuan's body stiffened. He knew it. He knew that outside, he must never mention Elder long's name. Otherwise, it would only make things worse.

Was Elder long in debt to everyone? Every random person seemed to be his creditor. Long Xuan was truly exasperated.

However, he had prepared for this situation, so he wasn't really invoking Elder long name for face. He already knew it was useless outside.

He sat in the pavilion, with paper and pen on the stone table, along with fine tea and a plate of tea eggs, and a pot of flowers to refresh his mind.

The tea eggs were a delicacy. The eggs, undoubtedly from Chicken bro, were the largest, roundest, and richest in spiritual energy, perfect for nourishment.

The tea leaves used were from his tea garden, transplanted from Di Xin's numerous Grade Four tea trees. Grade Four tea leaves were considered luxurious.

Soaking Chicken bro's eggs with Grade Four tea leaves produced incredibly fragrant tea eggs, ten times better than the ones in his previous life. He was thoroughly addicted.

He sat on the stone chair, working on the Gu recipe while eating tea eggs. Occasionally, when he choked, he drank some Grade Four spirit tea to wash it down. His life was extremely pleasant and satisfying.

However, he had no idea what kind of life the Gu cultivators on the front lines were living.

They were underfed, underdressed, and constantly risking their lives.

The beast tide was unprecedented, with people dying in droves. The Gu cultivators in the Far west suffered great losses.

Both the rogue cultivators and the major clan forces suffered heavy casualties.

Fortunately, other regions had sent a large number of strong support. Otherwise, the Far west alone could not withstand the beast tide.

The beast tide erupted not only in the Far west but in all regions bordering the Ten Thousand Great Mountains. The scale of the beast tide in the Far west was considered the smallest.

The Far west's poor resources made it undesirable for spirit beasts, which was both fortunate and sad.

Long Xuan suddenly put down his pen, stretched comfortably, grabbed his teacup, and drank it all, savoring the taste.

The Dragon Gu recipe was extremely complex. Even after two months, he had completed less than one-tenth.

He was prepared for a long-term effort.

The more defying a Gu recipe, the harder it was to create. If it were easy, he would doubt the strength of the Gu.

Watching the spirit bees fly around in the medicine garden, he felt very good.

The Grade Four flat peach tree in the garden bloomed every ten years, bore fruit every ten years, and matured every ten years.

The flat peach tree was now in bloom, full of nectar. The spirit bees, energized, swarmed to the flowers.

Almost every flower on the flat peach tree had a spirit bee, each with its bottom half sticking out.

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