Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 1201 - 1179: Xiao Chen Emerges, Tribal Council Deliberations!

Chapter 1201: Chapter 1179: Xiao Chen Emerges, Tribal Council Deliberations!

Gazing at the image of the Heavenly Dragon roaring in his hands, Xiao Chen’s eyes shone with divine brilliance. This piece in his hands was the fourth volume of the entire set of Techniques.

For a hundred years, he had re-integrated the Martial Arts Techniques he had cultivated on his journey.

The first volume, the Bone Tempering Scroll, was the Heavenly Dragon Bone Tempering Art, blending the Tian Mang Art from the Purple Snake Tribe and the Black Iron Scroll of the Purple Gold Battle Body, as well as his own insights reorganized as a king.

Although it bore the name of Bone Tempering, this set of Techniques was in fact a complete body refinement art that tempered the entire body, melding the five viscera and the blood marrow, sinews, and bones.

He had inherited the Purple Snake Tribe’s legacy, and now he had not only transcended the Purple Snake, he had also broken through the Martial Arts path of the Desolate Wilds where one tempered the bones but not the body.

In fact, among some of the old and large tribes, the initial cultivation of Bone Tempering did not only focus on tempering the battle bones.

The second volume, the Blood Refining Scroll, was the Twelve Heavenly Dragons Meridian Art, cultivating blood marrow, opening Heavenly Meridians, and transforming them into twelve Heavenly Dragon Veins.

The third volume, the Towering Realm Scroll, was the Heavenly Dragon Nine Tribulations Classic, where each tribulation represented one layer of heaven. In this volume, Xiao Chen infused the essence of the Divine Cultivation Technique, merging profound insights of laws with the structure of the Martial Arts Tower.

It also integrated with the Golden Scroll of the Purple Gold Battle Body, each tribulation increasing the force of one dragon, though this was an exaggeration; the actual increase in strength would depend on the cultivator’s natural talent.

As for this last volume, the King’s Scroll, Xiao Chen gazed at the roaring Heavenly Dragon on the Golden Stele, unable to look away for a long time. Nine Dragon Tribulations gathered one by one, finally stepping into the Supreme realm.

The cultivation of Martial Arts Techniques was only a primer, a handrail for Warriors’ ascent through the Martial Realms, an implicit rather than explicit understanding, with ten thousand Warriors possessing ten thousand interpretations.

Thus, the four volumes he had forged for the Heavenly Dragon King Realm had only a single Heavenly Dragon bas-relief on each, with deeper insights all imprinted deep within the Golden Stele. To obtain the Martial Arts Techniques, one must personally comprehend the Golden Stele.

Ao!

Finally, a dragon’s chant materialized, and the Heavenly Dragon on the Golden Stele seemed to come to life, filled with the pervasive King’s Momentum and bringing with it a touch of immense divine brilliance. One by one, the colorful Divine Texts were imprinted deep into the Golden Stele.

The four volumes of the Heavenly Dragon King Scroll were all branded by Xiao Chen using Divine Texts, which had a spirituality that could resonate with Warriors—an attribute not found in the characters used in the vast lands today.

Xiao Chen did not imprint any bit of the Techniques into the fourth volume’s heart method, but only a primer, a trigger for the Supreme realm.

Not only the Martial Arts Techniques, but Xiao Chen also integrated the four volumes of the Purple Gold Battle Body he had cultivated, linking them into the Purple Gold Ancient Method, providing guidance for those with poor talents to embark on the path of body refinement and follow the route of Ancient Body Cultivation.

Heavenly Dragon King Scripture for Qi cultivation! Purple Gold Ancient Scripture for body refinement!

With these two Techniques, the Gu Yuan Tribe would have its foundation for establishing its legacy!

...

Putting away the Golden Stele engraved with the tribe’s Martial Arts Techniques, Xiao Chen took a long breath. A hundred years had flashed by, and now his King’s Realm was stable, even advancing, and it was time to integrate the tribe’s full strength.

On the divine tree Jian Mu, as vast as a canopy, there were already pavilions, wooden towers, and houses, with children jumping and playing between the branches, causing a ruckus.

Above the Deep Blue King Lake, there was a small boat, no more than ten zhang long, drifting idly with two lovely figures on it.

The two young girls, barely fifteen or sixteen, emanated an aura surpassing even that of esteemed Lords, occasionally emitting a faint divine presence.

"Sister, daddy has been in seclusion so long, when will he come out? Mother and grandaunt are also in seclusion and won’t let us leave the tribe."

At the bow, two sisters leaning together, one in a light blue silk dress, grumbled.

A blue silk dress that reflected off the deep blue lake, sparkling with radiance, made the drop-shaped deep blue mark on her forehead even more crystal clear, as if it could drip down at any moment.

"Yu Fei, you better not be scheming anything again, I’m warning you, you’re not allowed to this time!"

Hearing this, the other girl in a green dress responded indignantly, a green lotus blooming with divine light on her forehead.

"I’m not scheming anything. Everyone in the tribe treats us with so much respect, it’s quite dull. I would rather cultivate than walk around aimlessly."

"You say we sneak into the water to see how daddy is doing? Yu Fei misses him!" Xiao Yufei’s eyes held a hint of longing.

"Mother said, daddy is consolidating his cultivation, and unless it’s a life or death matter for the tribe, we can’t disturb him, otherwise why would we be stuck on this little boat?"

Xiao Qingyou also carried a touch of longing.

Rumble!

At that moment, the small boat began to shake violently, and a whirlpool emerged in the lake, its violent energy piercing the Sky Vault. The overpowering momentum swept across the entire tribe in an instant.

At this moment, everyone in the Gu Yuan Tribe was awakened and looked towards the center where King Lake was, their eyes filled with shock.

There!

In just a moment, they had understood - the tribe’s leader, who had been in seclusion under King Lake, had been there for decades. Could it be that the tribe leader was about to come out!

Compared to the ordinary tribespeople’s astonishment, the Tribal Elders rushed from all directions toward the central high ground of King Lake.

The whirlpool in the lake grew larger, creating towering waves, tilting the boat dangerously, but Xiao Yufei and Xiao Qingyou on the boat were not afraid at all, instead carrying a hint of excitement. The two of them flew into the air from the boat, breaking through the wild tide, and headed towards the figure that manifested above the lake.

"Daddy!"

In the next moment, two small figures plunged into Xiao Chen’s arms, their sobbing heard in the silence.

Feeling the familiar energy, Xiao Chen couldn’t help but rise with a sense of kinship.

His daughter had grown so big.

He gently embraced the two figures in his arms, and their delicate little faces with a trace of pear blossoms bathed in rain looked up at him.

Xiao Chen gently wiped the moisture from the corners of their eyes and fondly pinched their noses, whispering, "You’re both so big now, and the Tribal Elders are all watching, aren’t they?"

At once, the two daughters cautiously looked towards the high ground in the center of the lake, and upon seeing a crowd of Tribal Elders, a blush flashed across their faces. Nevertheless, they still clung tightly to Xiao Chen’s arms and did not let go.

Amidst the many Elders at the lake’s center was a youth with a sly smile, promptly drawing a stern gaze from Qing You and her sister.

This mischievous boy was their younger brother, Xiao Qianyuan.

"Welcome the chieftain’s return from seclusion!"

Suddenly, a mighty voice arose, and the Elders bowed to Xiao Chen.

"Welcome the chieftain’s return from seclusion!"

Unexpectedly, as the Elders’ call faded, the entire tribe erupted into a tide-like chorus.

On the shores of King Lake, surrounded by the tribe’s clanspeople, they might not see Xiao Chen, but it didn’t quell the stirrings in their hearts.

The achievements of the Gu Yuan Tribe today were impossible without Xiao Chen!

"My clanspeople of the Gu Yuan Tribe, esteemed Elders, no need for such formality!"

Thus, Xiao Chen arrived at Lake Heart Island with his two daughters, sweeping past the welcoming throng of Tribal Elders.

In just half a century, the Gu Yuan Tribe had undergone a complete transformation; before him stood a hundred individuals, not one below the sixteenth level of the Towering Realm, and there were many of the seventh level as far as the eye could see.

It was no longer the state it had been a century ago when only a few strong individuals were present!

"The horn sounds, let the tribal council commence!"

Quickly, Xiao Chen’s gaze turned sharp, and he called out authoritatively, his voice carrying throughout the tribe.

Wu wu wu! Wu wu wu!

Upon Xiao Chen’s command, a burly man stepped forward, a bronze horn materializing in his hand, emitting a green glow. The horn’s sound was like thunder, piercing through the sky vault.

With the sound of the horn, Xiao Chen did not relent and turned to head towards Yuwang Hall.

The Tribal Grand Hall was a thousand zhang in depth, vast and spacious, capable of accommodating tens of thousands of people without feeling crowded.

Throughout the tribe, with the horn’s call, streaks of light moved from every corner towards the Tribal Grand Hall in the center of the lake.

Nine blasts of the horn signaled a tribal council, with Elders, commanders, and managers, all converging at its heart.

By the time all the warriors had entered the Great Hall, a quarter of an hour had passed, and another tsunami-like cheer ensued.

"Pay respects to the Chieftain!"

Xiao Chen sat high upon the nine-zhang-high throne, and the warriors below stood and shouted!

"Grand Elder."

Following Xiao Chen’s call, the Grand Elder stood up and bowed to Xiao Chen.

"At your service!"

In a hundred years, having refined a Stage Eight Realm Martial Arts Tower, the Grand Elder’s cultivation had amassed to the peak of the sixteenth level of the Towering Realm, helped by the tribe’s resources, but his potential was maxed out.

Despite this, there was not a trace of regret in his heart – his life had been worthwhile!

He began to entertain thoughts of retirement; the Gu Yuan Tribe, a tribe of kings with a vast population, would inevitably deal with even more powerful warriors in the future. A strong warrior was required to preside over the tribe.

"Let’s start discussing, after a century’s nurture, how profound is our foundation today?" called Xiao Chen’s voice as it floated down.

The Grand Elder took a sweeping look around the Great Hall, cleared his throat, and produced a beast skin scroll.

"Upon the Chieftain’s orders, in command of Gu Yuan, I’ve assessed our foundation."

"After a century of cultivation, today our Gu Yuan has 13,798,613 clanspeople, with 933,300 War Masters."

"Warriors above the Towering Realm total 533,674, with over ninety-five percent of them having exhausted their potential."

"We have 169,373 children under the age of ten in our tribe."

...

And so, Xiao Chen continued to listen to the Grand Elder’s report, pondering in his heart the foundation the Gu Yuan Tribe had accumulated over a century.

In reality, the numbers reported by the Grand Elder had peaked ten years ago, and compared to a decade prior, there was some decline.