Chapter 417
Yan Buji flew to Shallow Dusk Snow Mountain, and along the way he also contacted She Junshu, agreeing to meet outside Shallow Dusk Snow Mountain.
After all, his status was different; although the Dragon People's king sounded formidable, he was still slightly inferior when facing those great clans.
Soon after.
Several people gathered together; Yan Buji landed on a patch of ice, clasped his fists, and smiled at everyone: "Greetings, fellow Daoists."
"Fellow Daoist Yan, you've finally emerged from seclusion," She Junshu laughed.
"After we got separated earlier, something happened and I left the secret realm prematurely; Yan would like to ask what you all encountered."
Xueqing looked at Yan Buji: "That's why we wanted to find Fellow Daoist Yan—after we got separated from you, we lost our later memories."
Huh?!
Yan Buji stared, momentarily unable to react: "Amnesia? Why?"
The group looked at each other, shook their heads: "Not sure, but why didn't Fellow Daoist Hu come this time?"
Yan Buji looked around, frowned, and said: "This is also something Yan wishes to mention. After parting with you, Yan went to an altar with Fellow Daoist Hu; Hu seemed to have planned ahead, unsealed the Fox Tribe ancestor's seal, and she must have been possessed by those ancestors."
"Ah?" The group looked at Yan Buji in confusion: "But Fellow Daoist Hu isn't dead—we just saw her earlier, and what she said differs from what you said."
"Huh? What did Fellow Daoist Hu say?"
The group looked at Yan Buji strangely: "She said that after we got separated, she followed Fellow Daoist Yan all the way to the altar, and it was Fellow Daoist Yan who unsealed the Celestial Fox Seal."
Yan Buji covered his forehead: "Why would she say such a lie? I also reported this matter face-to-face to the Snow People's ancestor earlier, she...."
Yan Buji suddenly realized something, waved his hand: "Let's drop this matter; we shouldn't discuss these ancient predecessors too much."
Xueqing and the others looked at Yan Buji's oddness, feeling doubtful, but thinking that the Celestial Fox had no grudge against their tribes, they didn't feel the need to ask further.
"If so, it seems both fellow Daoists went to unseal the Celestial Fox Seal after getting separated, which has nothing to do with our amnesia," Xueqing said, frowning.
Yan Buji was also curious; their collective amnesia suggests that perhaps before losing memory, they fled the monster tide, gathered together, then went somewhere and lost memory.
There's no need to spell it out; cultivators may not value memory much, but losing memory due to influence is a serious problem.
"Yan thinks that since this happened in the secret realm, it's best not to meddle further. You all being alive is already a blessing; do you really plan to go back?" Yan Buji said.
"We indeed intend to do so!"
Yan Buji: "....."
That's like lighting a fire in a cesspit—asking for death.
"Then Yan won't go; I wish you good luck."
She Junshu laughed: "Fellow Daoist Yan, don't say that. Although that secret realm is indeed dangerous, we have also obtained permission to enter and explore."
Permission? Who, that primordial savage dragon?
Xue Qing said at the side: "Although the detailed situation is not clear, but Senior Longyi said that if it's just exploring the Tree Sea Secret Realm, it's okay."
"Why?" Yan Buji questioned.
Can you allow others to cut grass on your family's grave mound?
If placed among ordinary people, the grass on the grave mound is one's own; it cannot be given to others to cut.
"So I don't know." Xue Qing shook her head.
Yan Buji pinched his chin, thinking carefully for a moment.
"But after all, it's the tomb of the demon clan emperor; Yan Mou will not get involved. Besides, everyone knows the situation in the secret realm; adding me doesn't change much, removing me doesn't matter." Yan Buji refused again.
Xue Qing sighed: "In that case, then we won't insist."
"By the way, Daoist Yan, have your Dragon People recently been mining sequence iron?" She Junshu asked.
Yan Buji raised his eyebrows: "It seems Daoist She knows quite a bit; indeed we have received an order from the Wing Clan, and coincidentally the Boundless Sea Trench also has such material."
"Regarding this matter, please also note, Daoist Yan, that sequence iron is very important to the Wing Clan, and also important to some demon clan races. It's likely that demon clans will come knocking soon; by then, Daoist, you must make full preparations."
"What do you mean, Daoist She? What exactly is sequence iron as a spiritual material?"
She Junshu thought for a moment: "Mana harmonization, do you know what that means, Daoist Yan?"
"Is it the mana conflict when adjusting different cultivation techniques? What relation does that have with sequence iron?"
"Sequence iron can be used to forge weapons, and can also assist cultivators in harmonizing when they need to accommodate multiple incompatible mana, playing a crucial harmonizing role. However, the ways to use sequence iron are extremely rare; currently only the Wing Clan knows how to utilize it, but the demon clan will not allow such a treasure to circulate to the Wing Clan."
Why?
The Wing Clan and the demon clan's avian races almost all have enmity, so....
Yan Buji nodded, clasped his hands, and said: "Thank you, Daoist, for the information."
Afterward, Yan Buji left this place.
"It seems sequence iron is more important than I imagined."
However, for the sake of the primordial daytime qi, Yan Buji also has to trade with the Wing Clan, but.....
Yan Buji came to a hidden sea area, confirmed there were no living beings around, then contacted the Golden Core stage winged person Yun Yang, with whom he had previously traded with the Wing Clan.
"Daoist Yan? Have you left seclusion?"
"Yes, we have also unearthed quite a bit of sequence iron, but there is a matter I still need to ask Daoist Yun to inform."
Please speak.
Is your relationship with the demon clan not very good?
Yun Yang smiled: "It seems Daoist Yan knows quite a bit; how about this, let's pick a place to meet and discuss in person?"
No problem, the best would be....
"Don't let outsiders know." Yun Yang laughed.
Soon after.
The two simultaneously arrived at a small deserted island; Yun Yang clasped his hands and said: "Daoist Yan."
"Daoist Yun." Yan Buji returned the salute: "We shouldn't delay; I feel this transaction might affect the Dragon People's survival environment, so for safety's sake, I want to clarify one point."
"Of course there's no problem. We Wing Clan indeed have deep grudges with the demon clan's avian types. Moreover, we know how to use sequence iron to harmonize our own mana; our strength will advance rapidly! This will naturally provoke dissatisfaction from those avian types. But I think the Dragon People are the same; you also have deep grudges with the Peng-type demon clan, right?"
"Although that's true, but now we...."
Yun Yang waved his hand: "Although the Dragon People have lifted the bloodline forbidden spell and joined the Alliance, but over these years, many Dragon People who leave their garrison and enter the Frigid Winter Ocean have been captured and killed by Peng demons—Fellow Daoist Yan Buji, don't you know?"
Yan Buji crossed his arms, paced back and forth a few steps, looked at him and asked: "What is the detailed situation?"
End of Chapter
