Chapter 520

If they hadn't formed an alliance, they would have been swallowed up long ago.

The terror of the great powers—these small factions know it better than anyone.

"But, Hall Master Shangguan, it wouldn't be too much to ask for you to let us have a look at it, would it?"

"Wind and Thunder Blade King" He Santai spoke up at this moment.

The others nodded one after another.

It certainly wouldn't be of much use, but such a concealed weapon that could pose a threat to a Shattered Realm expert—

Everyone also wanted a look, to broaden their horizons.

"Taking a look is naturally no big problem."

Shangguan Yun didn't refuse outright, but added,

"Everyone should still remember why I called you all here."

"To raid Long Yin Cave and seize the Long Zhu!"

Jinqianbang Gang Gang Leader Lei Zhenzi, who was closest to Shangguan Yun, immediately echoed.

"Exactly! The Long Zhu is the top priority."

"Now, if I'm not mistaken, the great powers are already on their way here."

"The three great dynasties—Great Qin, Great Tang, Great Yuan—and even the Qinglong Society."

"If we're even a moment late, once they arrive, do you think the Long Zhu will still have any share for us?"

Shangguan Yun had极强的 control over the situation—in a few words he shifted the topic from the "Thunder Fire Bomb" to the Long Zhu.

The Liuda Sect's alliance had one more reason: the Long Zhu.

Only because the legend of the Long Zhu had long been known to the ancestors of the Liuda Sect.

But they had never known where exactly the Long Zhu was.

Until this exposure on the Heavenly Dao Golden List!

"Good! Then Hall Master Shangguan, tell us how we should enter Long Yin Cave."

"If our guess is correct! This Long Yin Cave is a cave heaven."

"And the key to this cave heaven is still in the hands of the Ice Sovereign of the Qinglong Society."

Myriad Poisons Gate Master Meng Baichuan stroked his beard and said helplessly.

The key is in the Ice Sovereign's hands—if the Qinglong Society doesn't come to open it, how do we enter Long Yin Cave?

If we can't enter Long Yin Cave, how can we get the Long Zhu?

"Hehe! These past few days I've been going through our ancestral records, gathering all kinds of intelligence."

"I found a very interesting entry!"

"It's said that at the foot of Mount Qilian, there is a tribe called the Chamu Tribe!"

"This Chamu Tribe is rumored to be the guardian clan of Long Yin Cave."

"Their fresh blood is actually another key to Long Yin Cave."

Shangguan Yun gave a cold laugh and slowly revealed a secret.

"Ah? Hall Master Shangguan, are these words true?"

The Wupaizhang Sect leaders were all shaken—if it were really so, then their small factions might still have a chance to get there first.

"Naturally true!"

Shangguan Yun had everything well in hand,

"But this Chamu Tribe is said to have extraordinary physiques, with innate supernatural abilities."

"So if we want to use their blood to open Long Yin Cave,"

"We can only take them by strategy, not by force!"

"Good! Whatever Hall Master Shangguan says, that's what we'll do!"

Seeing that the Long Zhu might be within reach, the leaders of the five great sects voiced their support for Shangguan Yun in unison.

Shangguan Yun naturally smiled smugly and immediately made his assignments.

The Chamu Tribe was a nomadic people living by water and grass at the foot of Mount Qilian in Yunzhou.

Only their range of activity had always remained in this area at the foot of Mount Qilian.

Every member of the Chamu Tribe was born with divine strength.

And some members of the Chamu Tribe could gain the power to communicate with animals.

Adult members of the Chamu Tribe generally reached Grandmaster-level cultivation.

And each generation's clan chief possessed cultivation at the supreme Mythical Realm.

But the Chamu Tribe had a mission to fulfill; even though they were powerful, they never left Mount Qilian.

Right here at the foot of the mountain, they lived a life free from worldly strife.

Unfortunately, all this peace was about to be broken.

The current clan chief, Cha Mulong, after seeing the Heavenly Dao Golden List expose Long Yin Cave, had a vague premonition of ill.

He very much wanted to lead his people away from Mount Qilian.

Only by leaving Mount Qilian and putting some distance between them and Long Yin Cave would the danger be much smaller.

But all this ran counter to the Chamu Tribe's mission.

Even though Cha Mulong was the clan chief of the Chamu Tribe, he had no way to convince his people.

Even his wife, Fenghuang, did not agree with migrating.

With no choice, Cha Mulong could only patrol around during the day, guarding against possible intruders.

At night, plagued by inexplicable anguish, he could only drown his sorrows in wine.

Because Mount Qilian is the only必经 route connecting the Western Regions to the lands inside and outside the Pass.

Therefore, merchant caravans frequently pass through here.

And because within a hundred li in every direction, only the Chamu tribe's settlement has smoke and water.

So every merchant caravan will come near the Chamu tribe's dwelling place.

To trade some supplies with the Chamu tribe, and replenish water along the way.

Since the Heavenly Dao Golden List was exposed, Cha Mulong actually did not want to trade with outsiders anymore.

But the Chamu tribe lives by following water and grass, and scarce supplies like salt can only be obtained through merchant caravans.

Everything cannot be changed by individual will.

In recent days, several merchant caravans from inside the Pass, outside the Pass, and even the Western Regions happened to pass by this place.

Cha Mulong, feeling uneasy, forcefully exerted his authority as clan chief, making these merchant caravans keep a bit farther from the tribe members' dwelling place.

That evening, Cha Mulong was, as usual, restless and troubled, preparing to drown his sorrows in wine.

"Who's there?"

Suddenly, a Chamu tribesman shouted sharply.

Cha Mulong's heart jolted, and he flew over.

He found it was a Shopkeeper of a merchant caravan, hurrying over with a porter.

The Shopkeeper's cultivation was only at the Grandmaster level, and the porter behind him had even less skill—merely second-rate.

Cha Mulong relaxed slightly in his heart, staring fixedly at the two.

"Brother Chamu, don't be afraid! We are the Zhongxin Merchant Caravan, the caravan of Zhongxin Hall."

"Earlier outside the Pass we ran into horse bandits, and one of our brothers got a little injured."

"Now we've run out of medicine, and偏偏 this brother's wound has flared up again."

"So we came over to ask, does Brother Chamu have any medicine here?"

The Zhongxin Hall Shopkeeper and porter stopped at a distance of about one arrow's flight, and shouted loudly.

"Someone's injured?"

Cha Mulong was about to refuse, when it so happened that Fenghuang was passing nearby and overheard this.

"I still have some medicine here. What kind of wound—a blade wound or internal injury?"

"A blade wound, and there's also some deadly poison on the blade. We haven't found a corresponding antidote yet either."

The Shopkeeper's expression was anxious, and he spoke rapidly.

"So it's a blade wound plus deadly poison. Wait a moment, I'll go get the medicine for you."