Chapter 420: Equipment (Patreon)

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After undergoing half a year of rigorous training, the newly formed team had eliminated some of the unfit individuals in the process, leaving a total of four hundred members.

However, these four hundred individuals were all cultivators at the Foundation Building stage. Wang Hong named them the "Revival Vanguard," distinguishing them from the Inner Valley cultivators, who were led by Zhang Chunfeng and had previously served as guards for the East Zhou Trading Company. With the company's decline, Wang Hong renamed the Inner Valley team the "East Zhou Vanguard," which now consisted of only two hundred members under the leadership of Luo Zhongjie.

To equip the newly added four hundred members of the Revival Vanguard with Refinement Spiritual Weapons, they exhausted all the refining materials in the Mountain Valley's inventory. Among these four hundred members, three hundred sets of high-quality Spiritual Weapon bows and arrows were distributed for long-range attacks, along with four hundred high-quality Spiritual Weapon wooden shields and four hundred Flying Swords.

Additionally, they used the captured hides of third-tier Demonic Beasts to create fifty sets of leather armor, which could effectively withstand most Spiritual Weapon attacks. Twenty of these sets were allocated to the Revival Vanguard, while the remaining ones went to the East Zhou Vanguard in the Inner Valley.

The entire set of equipment was so extensive that it nearly emptied the resources of even some medium-sized factions, let alone larger ones.

"You're quite generous. Even the Qingxu Sect, with its vast resources, never equipped a team like this before," commented the Sloppy Old Daoist as he watched the training of the Revival Vanguard. Over the past period, he had made significant progress in his cultivation, reaching the later stages of Qi Cultivation with the assistance of the Green Spirit Peach.

"I've emptied all our resources to provide this equipment. Look at my warehouses; they're all empty now," Wang Hong replied.

In truth, the Sloppy Old Daoist hadn't mentioned something crucial. This wasn't just about generosity; even if they emptied their resources, there were very few factions capable of acquiring such equipment. Moreover, the sudden addition of nearly four hundred Foundation Building cultivators required a substantial quantity of Foundation Establishment Pills. How many factions could afford such an expense?

As one of the six major sects, the Qingxu Sect had maintained only slightly over three thousand Foundation Building cultivators throughout the years. Now, there were already over seven hundred Foundation Building cultivators in the Mountain Valley.

Rumors circulated in Mountain Valley that Wang Hong had obtained a substantial supply of Foundation Establishment Pills from the Immortal Way Trading Company. However, the origin of this mysterious Immortal Way Trading Company and how they acquired such a large quantity of Foundation Establishment Pills remained shrouded in mystery.

Some individuals even subtly suggested raiding the Immortal Way Trading Company, but Wang Hong swiftly suppressed such thoughts, emphasizing the importance of integrity and friendship with their business partners.

Several days later, the two teams of over six hundred people quietly slipped out of Mountain Valley. The external territory was now under the control of the Demon Clan, and they didn't want to draw too much attention.

Upon leaving Mountain Valley, Wang Hong handed a map to Luo Zhongjie, saying, "Luo Zhongjie, lead your team along this route."

Luo Zhongjie took the map and was surprised to find that it marked all the gathering points of Demonic Beasts along the way. It also featured a winding path that avoided all the Demonic Beast groups, leading directly to the former location of the Chuyun Sect.

Though he had some doubts, Luo Zhongjie decided to follow the route indicated on the map. The more than six hundred members cautiously followed the path on the map and miraculously encountered no other Demonic Beast groups along the way.

At this moment, atop the ruins of the former Chuyun Sect, the original structures had fallen into disrepair, no longer resembling their former shapes.

Inside one of the relatively intact grand halls, a group of Demonic Beasts had gathered, merrily indulging themselves in drinking from large bowls. On the table in front of them were some meat dishes that appeared eerily similar to those meant for humans.

Seated at the head of the table was a Purple Flame Lion, while below sat four other Demonic Beasts: another Purple Flame Lion, an Ice Wind Lion, a Demon Monkey, and a Black Jiao.

At this moment, the four Demonic Beasts below the head table were engaged in lively conversation, each trying to showcase their martial prowess. The Purple Flame Lion at the head of the table leisurely sampled fine wine while observing the performance of the lower-ranking Demonic Beasts.

The Purple Flame Lion was renowned among the Western Demon Tribe for its striking beauty. Its fur glistened like silk, its muscles were well-defined, and its tusks emitted a chilling gleam.

Currently in its mating season, the four Demonic Beasts below were all its followers, and they eagerly came to the mountaintop daily, striving to stand out and secure its favor.

In truth, the Purple Flame Lion found all four of them appealing and contemplated taking them all as its own. Unfortunately, these four Demonic Beasts were rather stubborn and always sought to claim exclusivity, constantly jostling and even fighting among themselves behind the scenes.

This puzzled the mother Purple Flame Lion, as she couldn't understand why they were so competitive. Wasn't happiness something meant to be shared?

At this moment, as these Demonic Beasts were boasting about their exploits, they suddenly heard the sounds of a skirmish and the enraged roars of young lions coming from the base of the mountain.

The mother lion furrowed her brow and swiftly left the grand hall, standing on a large rock to look down. She witnessed a group of human cultivators slaughtering her offspring and descendants.

Upon seeing this, the other four Demonic Beasts from the grand hall also emerged. Witnessing the scene below, they realized that an opportunity to showcase their abilities had arrived.

Among them, the male Purple Flame Lion reacted the quickest. With a mighty roar, he charged down towards the human cultivators. He hadn't expected that humans would dare to attack them, the Demonic Beasts.

This Purple Flame Lion moved with grace and unparalleled strength, exuding an overwhelming aura as it descended towards the base of the mountain.

"Human scum! Face your death!"

As the Purple Flame Lion approached, it let out a bellow and spewed a purple flame from its mouth. The flames, carrying scorching heat, descended upon the human cultivators below.

Even before the flames reached them, the Foundation Building cultivators in the group could feel an intense heat radiating from them, causing the air around them to distort.

Immediately, over two hundred shields were raised within the group, forming a protective barrier that blocked the attack of the purple flames.

Simultaneously, four hundred Flying Swords were released from different directions within the group, all slashing towards the Purple Flame Lion.

Faced with the onslaught of over four hundred Spiritual Weapons from various directions, the Purple Flame Lion realized it had no way to completely evade the attacks and could only brace itself for a portion of them.

In the end, it managed to dodge some of the attacks, but more than two hundred Spiritual Weapons struck its body. Despite its third-tier Demonic Beast physique, it was cut and wounded, with flesh and blood mangled.

However, as it narrowly avoided some of the Flying Swords, they circled back and struck it while it was injured.

This third-tier Purple Flame Lion felt a moment of excruciating pain and then lost consciousness.

The remaining mother lion, Ice Wind Lion, Demon Monkey, and Black Jiao all reached the base of the mountain.

None of them had expected that in just this brief moment, the first Purple Flame Lion to charge down had been slain.

They couldn't help but assess the human cultivators before them, realizing that not a single Golden Core cultivator was among them. They were all merely Foundation Building cultivators. It seemed that the Purple Flame Lion's luck had been ill-fated.

The two remaining lions, the monkey, and the Jiao, the four third-tier Demonic Beasts, simultaneously roared angrily and pounced towards the group of human cultivators.

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