Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 1330 - 374: The Perfect Retreat

After a light evening rain, the weather over the Primitive Ancient Origin became increasingly humid.

Liu Zhenhan’s heart also heated up along with it.

Traveling back to Feilengcui from Kalimantan City took Liu Zhenhan a total of fifteen days; during this time alone, the acquisition of Base Dragons had reached a small climax. The office of the Fierce Tiger Mercenary Corps in Dorott had already signed contracts for sixteen Base Dragons—an average of more than one per day!

Including the two Base Dragons he had previously acquired from "Dragons and Beauties Mercenary Corps" and Helen’s magical pet, Liu Zhenhan now had control of nineteen Base Dragons!

What a remarkable number!

In just this short half-month, the elders of Andulan and his beloved wives at home had also arranged everything meticulously—no matter whether it was the distribution of spoils of war, the establishment of the sacrificial school, or the reintegration of the underground arms factory—they hadn’t left Liu Zhenhan with a single worry upon his return.

Ronaldo, the Hippo Squad leader from "Wind of Beiga" who had survived the "Ancient City Battle," was retained by the lady boss Ning Yu from Prince Kahn’s hands at the cost of ten Mulan golden knives, and the title of "Prefect of the Summer Palace" was also bestowed upon Da Luo.

Feilengcui had sent out three "Zeppelin Aircraft" to the South Cross Star Forest in Pier’s territory to warmly welcome twenty philosophers of divine archery and eighty Golden Star Shooters; the atmosphere was made very grand. As the kingdom’s decree reached everywhere through "Flying Eagle Messaging," whether musketeers or hippo poets, they were all about to become vassal clans of this legendary land of Feilengcui.

With everything settled, Liu Zhenhan finally had the time to conduct a face-to-face exchange with the travelers from the Chesang Continent.

With the help of the magic teleportation array, the Overlord of Feilengcui and the elder of Andulan, two negotiation emissaries, were honored to witness the exotic landscapes of a foreign continent.

The travelers of Yunqin lived on the Sanchez Great Prairie of the Chesang Continent, surrounded by mountains and sea, with lush grass, fragrant flowers, and birdsong.

A quiet valley was the home to all Yunqin travelers, with two green mountains forming cascading waterfalls that splashed like scattering flowers and jade; eaves and carved fences were nestled among weeping willows, red flowers, and lakes, with slowly turning water wheels creaking melodiously, creating an almost paradisiacal scenery.

It was evident that the final dwelling place the Yunqin travelers had chosen for themselves had been carefully selected; the Sanchez Great Prairie had no strong and savage indigenous tribes or overly fierce magical beasts, ensuring their safety.

The four long-bearded Yunqin elders warmly met Liu Zhenhan and invited Lord Feilengcui to join them for dinner to discuss the Yunqin travelers’ future—about Ferguson Xu’s whereabouts, Old Liu along with Gude and Ning Yu already aligned their stories and fabricated a flawless lie as an excuse.

Presently, there were over five thousand Yunqin travelers living and multiplying on the Chesang Continent, with most being human descendants. The combined population of Panta Clan panda people and Mo Shao Clan clam people was less than a thousand, and the descendants of Yunqin sorcerers were the fewest—merely over a hundred—but they held absolute leadership positions.

Regarding whether to return or migrate to Feilengcui, these Yunqin travelers had inconsistent internal opinions. Although their homeland was gone, the majority of human descendants still advocated returning to the Silk Continent; however, a part of them—mainly from families who had contributed three hundred boys and girls—argued for staying. These boys and girls were now living well in Feilengcui, growing taller; after their parents had wept daily without news from them, the sudden family reunion naturally transferred their gratitude to Lord Feilengcui.

If it weren’t for the young ages of these children and the yet-to-be-determined issues of identity and residency, Liu Zhenhan and Helen had even considered selecting Wind Whisperers from among these children—these children of Eastern descent were really clever and smart, able to perform graceful and beautiful dances with an impressive but impractical Eastern Fist Technique, definitely the type of apprentices any sacrificer would drool over at first sight.

Liu Zhenhan was surprised that the internal opinions among the Panta Clan and Mo Shao Clan were also not consistent—though Gude had already become an Honorary Holy Temple Knight in Beamon Kingdom and even owned noble lands, and Ning Yu had become the noble mother of Feilengcui, this did not erase the learned men’s desire to return home, because their roots were in the Silk Continent.

Rather than saying Liu Zhenhan respected the choice of these Yunqin travelers, it was more that he was moved by the intense sentiment of wanderers longing to return home. Although Feilengcui was also eager to keep the brave Panta Warriors, Mo Shao Illusionists, and Yunqin wizards, Liu Zhenhan disdained to act against the earnest hearts of homesick wanderers.

In the end, less than two thousand Yunqin travelers were willing to join Feilengcui; most Yunqin descendants still chose to return to their homeland.

Liu Zhenhan was very satisfied with this outcome—the families of Gude and Ning Yu were willing to stay, and together with more than half of the Pantas and Mo Shaos, it was already a considerable gain. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

However, what pleased him more was the beautiful natural environment of the Chesang Continent. Once the Yunqin travelers left, this blessed land was vacated, and whilst the Donau Wasteland was about to face the chaos of war, extremely dangerous, it was the best choice for the second city of Feilengcui!

The Underground World could also become a strategic buffer for Feilengcui, but it was too dark without daylight, and it would be difficult for the surface-dwelling races to adapt to such a dark environment; facing a future war with the Demon Clan, Liu Zhenhan was not fearful, but it was also wise to keep a backup plan in place.