Lord Zhang Fei

Chapter 8: Ironwood Tribe

“Hey, Zhao, men who are of the same age as you already have many children, but you don’t even have a wife yet. And you still have a face to say it.” Qi Shuang said with a smile as she walked along Qiu Hong. Adjusting the ropenet, Qiu Shuang sighed softly. “Which girl in the clan doesn’t like a strong man who is also great at hunting? But look at Big Brother Zhao, how can a girl like him? Won’t she be hungry every day?”

“Not really, sister. Zhao’s arrow skills are outstanding in the clan. But no matter how his hunting appears, Zhao’s harvest is not less than others. How can he make any woman hungry?” Qiu Hong said softly.

Qiu Shuang couldn’t help laughing when she heard this. “If brother Zhao is so good, why don’t you marry him?”

Qiu Hong immediately scolded. “It’s you who need to marry. You have to marry him. I only have time for our Fei.”

Hearing what Qiu Shuang said, Zhao originally felt blood rushing up to his head. But Qiu Hong’s words were like a basin of cold water poured on him, from his head to his feet.

He knew Qiu Shuang and Qiu Hong were not the only female in their own clan, but even if there were more than a dozen small tribes nearby, they couldn’t find any more beautiful beauties than the two. If anyone married one of them as wife, it would be a blessing that could only be cultivated in a few lifetimes.

From afar, a village composed of dozens of dwellers, gradually appeared in front of them. This was the Ironwood tribe to which Zhang Fei belongs. Compared to four years ago, the tribe had obviously expanded a lot, and the population had increased from less than two hundred to more than three hundred.

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It could be seen that Zhang Fei’s father had managed the tribe very well in the past few years, and some displaced people often come to join him.

Although the Sacred Spirit Continent was vast, it was not divided into countries. There was only one royal family who ruled this continent. But because of the existence of the demons and demonic beasts, the army still existed everywhere among human beings.

At the same time, there were also spiritual master academies in countless cities on the mainland. Apart from cultivating human spiritualists, there was also the responsibility of cooperating with the war faction to protect Wuzhen from the intrusion of the demons.

For mankind, the only threat were the monsters and the demons. Since it was recorded, there had been wars between humans and demons at all times.

And there were many powerful tribes and demon hunting groups among human beings who rely on hunting and killing demons and beasts. In addition to being edible, the most valuable thing about the beasts was the magic crystals produced by Soulcraft.



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As long as the Soulcraft that had been in existence for more than ten years, it would generate a magic crystal in the brain. The longer the beast lived, the higher its magic crystal level, and the more valuable it was.

Of course, the longer a beast lived, in addition to increasing its cultivation base, the increase in the damages it would cause to humans. Some monsters who had been practicing for more than tens of millions of years, not only had knowledge and power, but could also transform into human form.

There were often some small tribes on the continent that were brought to the fore by the intrusion of powerful monsters. Therefore, displaced people were still very common on the mainland.

And often when a large number of human deaths and injuries had been caused by the appearance of the beasts. People from the nearby spiritualist academy would hear the news and rush to confront these beasts. In addition to keeping one side peaceful, the magic crystals of those powerful monsters have also become the targets of the spiritual masters hunting because of their preciousness.

The magic crystal was of no greater use to ordinary people except for being used as money. But it was very helpful for the spiritual growth of the spiritual master.

Spiritualists could quickly improve their cultivation level by absorbing the spiritual powers in the magic crystal. This was a very convenient shortcut for cultivators. After the essence of the magic crystal was absorbed by the spiritual power, the crystal shell would disintegrate into crystal powder and become useless.

In the same way, the spirit crystals condensed after the death of human spiritual masters, were also great supplements for the demons.

Therefore, the battle between humans and demons had continued since the ancient times, but it was only limited to small-scale battles. In the record, there were very few large-scale killings between the two sides. Both humans and demons knew that the war of extermination was not good for the development of both sides. So, the ruling seniors of the two clans did not advocate the launching of large-scale wars, but they turned a blind eye to petty fights.

Zhang Fei and his party walked to the tribe with a smile on their faces. From a distance, they heard someone from the tribe shout. “The patriarch is back. The patriarch is back.”

At a distance, a group of people were walking towards the village carrying large bags from the hillside.

The man walking in the front was over one and a half meters tall. He had a dignified figure and a handsome face. His pair of tiger eyes were like shooting cold stars, and they seemed to have the power to be invincible. This person was Mu Tuo, the patriarch of the Ironwood tribe, and Zhang Fei’s father.

The group of people cheered, and soon joined the waiting tribe. The things they brought dazzled all over the floor. The people of the tribe immediately gathered in a big circle, and looked around with sparkling eyes.

“Father.” Zhang Fei squeezed through the crowd and ran to Mu Tuo in three or so steps.

“Good son.” Mu Tuo happily hugged Zhang Fei and held him high above his head.

“Tell me, have you been naughty these days? Have you made your mother angry?”

“No, no. I’ve been behaving myself the past few days. And I have been practicing archery with Uncle Zhao. Don’t believe me.” Zhang Fei pointed to Zhao who was running towards them with a bear demon in the distance and said. “See father, we also hunted down a bear demon by the way.”

Mu Tuo smiled and waved to Zhao. Zhao ran a few steps, and when he came to the crowd, he threw the bear demon to the ground. Wiping the sweat on his head, Zhao couldn’t help but smile at the patriarch, kicked the bear demon on the ground with his foot, feeling very proud.