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Chapter 895: Investigation

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"If it weren't for you today, if the Flame Demons had charged into the fortress, our casualties would have been much greater. Your other attendant is only seriously injured, and the hamster is still alive, so don't worry. You killed enough Flame Demons today, so the third floor of the Library Pavilion is open to you from now on. From now on, there are no restricted areas for you in the fortress; you can go anywhere."

As he spoke, Master Master Ronglong threw a token to Little Wei Yuan and said: "This is my token. Now your authority is the same as the other three Desolate Shamans."

Little Wei Yuan was very surprised and said: "Trusting me so much? Isn't it a bit fast?"

Master Master Ronglong said: "To me, only the Flame Demons are the heart-and-gut trouble. Apart from that, whether it's the conflict with the You Shamans or the blood feud with the Liao tribe, none can be compared to the Flame Demons. We are here not to defend against a different race, but to defend against a different species! You killed so many Flame Demons; no matter what secrets you have on your body, I can ignore them.

If you had seen the Heavenly Pillar, you would understand that the last time the Flame Demons swept through the entire Desolate Realm, they perhaps hadn't even used their full strength."

"Does the Ancestral Shaman not know about this?"

"The Ancestral Shaman has too many things to be busy with..." Master Master Ronglong did not delve deeper into this topic.

"If it comes to exterminating Flame Demons, I will do my best." Little Wei Yuan said.

"That is good." Master Master Ronglong stood up and said: "It is time to send the warriors home. Your attendant is also among them; come over and take a look."

Little Wei Yuan followed Master Master Ronglong out of the secret chamber and headed toward the large altar in the center of the fortress. The three Desolate Shamans were already there. Seeing Master Master Ronglong and Little Wei Yuan come over together, they were not surprised. The combat power Little Wei Yuan displayed in this battle had already approached that of a Desolate Shaman, and he had even killed an Master Yu Jing Flame Demon.

Although the individual strength of a Flame Demon is slightly inferior to a Strength Shaman of the same realm, an Master Yu Jing is still an Master Yu Jing no matter how inferior it is. What it means to be able to kill an Master Yu Jing Flame Demon while still a Strength Shaman, these few Desolate Shamans naturally understood.

At this time, the Strength Shamans who died in battle were placed into specially made soul coffins. Numerous Sacrificial Shamans recovered as many of the torn-apart body parts of the Strength Shamans as possible, then placed them together into the soul coffins.

Afterward, the Sacrificial Shamans would smear the corpses with rich-smelling sacrificial oil. This oil contained special spices and was infused with a large amount of sacrificial power, which could stabilize the soul and maintain karma with the current life.

In this way, after the Strength Shamans reincarnate, they will have a certain probability of retaining the cultivation talent of this life, and their starting point will be much higher than ordinary Shaman tribes. Individual Shamans with top-tier talent and luck on their side can even awaken part of the memories of this life.

After these Strength Shamans reincarnate, they will slowly grow into the backbone of the new generation of the Shaman race, thereby pushing up the overall strength of the Shaman race.

The processed soul coffins were neatly stacked row by row on the large altar, waiting for the ceremony. Afterward, the physical bodies would be buried under the fortress, becoming a part of the fortress's great array. This was also part of the oath the Strength Shamans took when they arrived at the Sharp Edge back then. All Strength Shamans were like this, without exception.

Only Little Wei Yuan came voluntarily, not as a death-row prisoner, so he was not bound by the oath.

Zhen Gang's corpse was also placed in a soul coffin, and Little Wei Yuan did not stop it. In this ceremony, the Shamans used their own Dharma Bodies as a price to exchange for a higher probability of reincarnation and the possibility of retaining the cultivation talent of this life. For the Strength Shamans who came to the Sharp Edge, in a sense, it was equivalent to being reborn once. Little Wei Yuan felt that this was also a good thing for Zhen Gang.

After the ceremony ended, Little Wei Yuan entered the Library Pavilion again. This time he came out in just three days, then returned to his residence.

Standing in front of the courtyard gate, Little Wei Yuan discovered that next to the original plaque of the Great Desolation Craftsman God, there was an extra plaque, and the luck it condensed was even more than that of the Great Desolation Craftsman God. The inscription on this plaque was: Great Desolation Spear Saint.

The new plaque did not come from the hand of Lie Lie San Yi, but was offered by all the Strength Shamans together.

Extreme Heaven City, the City Lord's main hall was shrouded in dark clouds, and bolts of lightning continuously fell into the palace city, destroying many palaces.

This was not a Heavenly Tribulation, but the Heavenly Shaman Lord Jiumu in a rage; the bolts of lightning were his roars. And this fire of rage had been burning for three full days; at least one unlucky Desolate Shaman had been torn apart by Lord Jiumu, and over a hundred Strength Shamans had died from being caught in the crossfire of his anger.

No one knew what Lord Jiumu was angry about, only that one must absolutely not touch his bad luck at this time.

In the vast palace city, at this moment, not a single Shaman dared to linger. Even a Desolate Shaman could be seriously injured under this lightning that was comparable to a Heavenly Tribulation, and a Strength Shaman would undoubtedly die if hit by one.

Inside the central main hall, Lord Jiumu revealed his complete Dharma Body, frantically smashing everything in the hall. The things in the hall had long been smashed clean; what he was smashing now were the Desolate Realm original stones. Piece after piece of incomparably hard stone slabs gradually cracked and shattered under his repeated smashing; in three days, Lord Jiumu had done the work that a thousand craftsmen couldn't finish in a hundred years.

Finally, Lord Jiumu felt a trace of fatigue, his Shaman power was bottoming out, his arms were somewhat unable to lift, and there were tiny wounds all over his Dharma Body caused by excessive force.

He panted continuously, roaring in a voice that no one could understand; the true meaning was something only he could understand: "An open conspiracy! This is an open conspiracy! They are absolutely doing it on purpose, absolutely!"

It was only with great difficulty that he calmed down, muttering to himself coldly: "Not giving me a way to live, right? Then nobody should think about having a good time!"

A few days later, new reinforcements arrived at the Sharp Edge. Looking at this team that included two Desolate Shamans and three hundred elite Strength Shamans, Master Master Ronglong was very surprised.

Azure Void, Zhang Sheng put down the account book in her hand and asked a few questions casually.

Sitting opposite her was an old man, his whole body tense, appearing extremely nervous, but his answers to the questions were watertight, and most of the numbers were kept in his mind, answering fluently.

This old man was one of the six main managers of the Azure Void Bank, now responsible for the Azure Origin business in the direction of the Zhao Kingdom. The Azure Void Bank was originally unremarkable, but after Little Wei Yuan founded Azure Origin, it became the main body for issuing Azure Origin, and suddenly its status rose, already appearing to be a behemoth in the banking industry.

Some of the questions Zhang Sheng asked were very common, while others were extremely tricky and obscure. Fortunately, the old man was able to become a manager because he had real skills; he answered the vast majority based on memory alone, and for individual questions, he could answer them after checking the account books. ===== CHAPTER 896 =====

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