Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion-Chapter 2093 - : 871, Great Dao Divine Pattern, Divine Beast Lithe_2
Chapter 2093: 871, Great Dao Divine Pattern, Divine Beast Lithe_2
There were also those scattered Bloodstones, each one a true treasure.
This was the flesh of divine beasts, capable of enhancing the bloodline and physical strength of the primordial beings!
With today’s gains, the Blazing Prairie Tribe’s strength would be elevated to an unknown extent.
Turning his head towards the direction Han Muye had left, Zhu Rong clenched his fist slightly.
The benefits Han Muye had brought to him and the Blazing Prairie Tribe were etched in his heart.
“Divine Bird Bi Fang, you can return,” said the Flying Cloud Beast standing behind Divine Bird Bi Fang all of a sudden.
Divine Bird Bi Fang was slightly stunned and turned to look at the Flying Cloud Beast.
“Our breed is a high-tier divine beast, it’s impossible to accept me and the child.”
“I will stay in the Blazing Prairie Tribe.”
The Flying Cloud Beast scanned the surroundings, a trace of bloodline power surging through its body.
On Divine Bird Bi Fang, the originally suppressed force seemed about to explode.
But before it could erupt, the Flying Cloud Beast’s voice rang out again, “Perhaps leaving the child in the Blazing Prairie Tribe might not hinder its growth compared to our Divine Bird Bi Fang breed.”
Growing up here is no worse than in the Divine Bird Bi Fang breed?
The aura around Divine Bird Bi Fang circulated, its eyes sparkling with divine light.
It looked at Zhu Rong, who was collecting Bloodstones, pondered for a moment, and nodded slightly.
“Now with all the clans in upheaval, the Divine Bird Bi Fang clan is also unstable, staying here might be more suitable than being with our breed.”
It flapped its wings, bloodline power surging wave after wave.
“When the time is right, come to the breed to find me, or I will come to find you.”
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Upon returning to his camp, Han Muye immediately went into closed-door cultivation.
This time, with the power of the Primordial Heavenly Dao enhancing him, his comprehension of the fiery power had reached its peak.
As long as he digested these insights, he could become one of the top Overlords among those with the Fire Vein.
“Hum—”
In front of him, several golden flame characters appeared.
These were the divine patterns commonly used in the Primordial world.
In the Primordial world, many breeds use these divine patterns to refine weapons and control the human race and other beings.
Indeed, exploitation is everywhere.
All the divine patterns converged before him, eventually condensing into a pale golden curved pattern, which settled on Han Muye’s arm.
Rules!
Origin.
Perfected Great Dao.
Brilliant light shone from Han Muye’s eyes.
One session of closed-door cultivation passed unconsciously as three years of time.
Originally, Han Muye had planned to leave, but this plan was postponed.
However, during these three years, Han Muye did not always remain in seclusion; he occasionally came out.
“Chirp Chirp—”
A Golden Bird with outspread wings landed in front of Han Muye’s stone house, stirring up smoke and dust all around.
With a majestic body three zhang long and golden-red feathers imbued with Flame Origin Power.
This bird, named Lithe, was the offshoot of the Divine Bird Bi Fang that contained its bloodline.
Over three years, fed with Heaven-Devouring Demon Ox Blood Stones gathered by the tribe, the growth rate of this Divine Beast Lithe astonished everyone.
Not just its physical growth, its intelligence also excelled.
Listening to Han Muye’s explanations about the power of flames, while Zhu Rong and other tribe members were still somewhat puzzled, Divine Beast Lithe had already gained direct comprehension.
“Woo Woo—”
A gigantic green wolf sprinted up, baring its teeth as if warning Lithe not to disturb Han Muye’s seclusion.
Now, the Gray Wolf, having received the power supplement from Bloodstone, had understood a hint of Origin Bloodline, finally elevating its bloodline to that of a divine beast.
Even being a lower-tier divine beast was more than it had ever dared to imagine before.
Gray Wolf’s loyalty to Han Muye had reached a level of unmatched devotion.
Now in the Blazing Prairie Tribe, aside from Lithe and Gray Wolf, there was also the Flying Cloud Beast, Black Tiger, and another one whose bloodline power had enhanced to the divine beasts’ levels, the Heaven-Devouring Demon Ox, totaling five divine beasts.
The Blazing Prairie Tribe had only Guardian Divine Beasts, no totem beasts.
Their tribal flag bore a golden flame.
If speaking of totems, this flame was their totem.
The original altar was now transformed into a high platform for tribal combat and competition.
“Chirp—”
With a low growl, Lithe opened its mouth and spat out a black stone.
The Gray Wolf’s gaze fell upon the stone, and a hint of surprise shone through its eyes.
“This stone, it seems to have origin power?”
Hearing the Gray Wolf’s divine sense, Prairie Fire nodded proudly.
“Senior Brother Han has always been looking for stones that can be turned into weapons and armor.”
“I searched around for thirty thousand miles and found this stone at the foot of Cloudfall Mountain.”
Prairie Fire’s divine sense conveyed a hint of immaturity and proud delight.
It was somewhat like a child who had achieved something and wanted to be praised by an elder in the family.
“Cloudfall Mountain? That’s not close,” the Gray Wolf said, looking at Prairie Fire, whispering enviously, “You’re really fast.”
Thirty thousand miles back and forth in just half a day, wasn’t that fast?
Listening to the master explaining the great dao, how had this guy comprehended it so quickly?
The Gray Wolf remembered last time the master had talked about the Great Dao of Wind and Cloud, saying that with the power and speed blessings, one could travel a hundred and eighty thousand miles in a somersault.
Wouldn’t Prairie Fire be able to do just that once he grew up?
“Let me see what kind of stone it is.”
Han Muye walked out of the stone house, raising his hand to draw the stone into his palm.
The stone was slightly heavy, and the faint trace of origin power it emitted brought a slight smile to Han Muye’s face.
“Solid, fire-resistant, and not too heavy, indeed it’s a good material for armor.”
“Go fetch Zhu Rong, the Monster Cavalry’s armor has found its material.”
The Gray Wolf moved swiftly, dashing to find Zhu Rong.
Today, the territory of the Blazing Prairie Tribe already spanned several dozen miles, with over three thousand clan members scattered around.
These people had moved here gradually from other tribal settlements.
The Wasteland was vast, and there were many human clan groups without the protection of totem beasts.
Zhu Rong had moved away from near the altar, stationed on a mountain ridge.
The flames there never ceased, and the nearby clan members could see it from a distance.
Unnoticeably, Zhu Rong had become a new totem presence among the Blazing Prairie Tribe.
It’s just that the Blazing Prairie Tribe no longer had the concept of totem worship now.
A short moment later, the Gray Wolf returned, and then there was a thunderous roar in mid-air as Zhu Rong, enveloped in golden flames, descended.
“Senior Brother Han, you were looking for me?”
After learning more profound truths of the Great Dao from Han Muye, Zhu Rong adopted the identity of a disciple and no longer addressed Han Muye as a brother.
Han Muye smiled as he tossed the black stone to Zhu Rong.
Zhu Rong caught it, inspected it, then a flame rose in his palm.
The flame enveloped the stone, which slowly melted into a glob of pale silver viscous liquid.
Only a powerhouse like Zhu Rong, who has condensed the fiery origin, could have such strength.
Otherwise, how could such molten metal-like juice possibly hold up in the palm?
“Very good, it’s indeed high-grade spiritual iron.”
Zhu Rong’s face showed delight as the flame in his palm shaped the molten iron into a fist-sized sphere.
The flame flashed and turned ash-blue, and as it was wrapped in the ash-blue flame, the metal sphere solidified.
The flame could emit a chilling cold, and the intense heat and chilling cold alternated, showing that Zhu Rong’s mastery over his flame origin had indeed reached a very high level of control.
“You take some people along with Prairie Fire to mine it and bring it back; it will be just right for making the Monster Cavalry’s armor.”
“These days of training, the Monster Cavalry should also be able to wear armor.”
Han Muye pointed to Prairie Fire, who stood by, seemingly proud of his achievements, and spoke softly.
This is the Desolate Wilderness, where the power of heaven and earth is stable.
If the human race wants to exert sufficient combat strength, they must either condense their own origin bloodline like Zhu Rong or rely on external forces.
The people of the Blazing Prairie Tribe are also cultivating, but cultivation is not a day’s work. To rapidly enhance combat strength in a short period, they still need to rely on the power of demon beasts mounts and armored weapons.
This was also what Zhu Rong and Han Muye had been planning all along.
“Alright, Prairie Fire, later you can eat enough Bloodstones,” Zhu Rong said to Prairie Fire with a smile.
The statement made Prairie Fire excitedly flap his wings.
One day later, Zhu Rong led eight hundred clanspeople, under the protection of the divine beast Prairie Fire and the Flying Cloud Beast, to Cloudfall Mountain, thirty thousand miles away, to mine ores.
Once the first batch of ores was mined and brought back, the tribe would arrange for the armor to be refined.
“Thirty thousand miles is not near, and along the way, whether it’s divine beasts, demon beasts, or other human clans, it’s best to have a smooth journey,” Zhu Rong said as he was leaving, coming to ask Han Muye’s opinion.
“If you really have to fight, then don’t hold back.”
Han Muye raised his hand, and a pale golden divine pattern fell onto Zhu Rong’s arm.
Great Dao Divine Pattern.
This divine pattern could borrow the power of Han Muye.
