Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 237 - 237 232 Snatch!_1

237: Chapter 232: Snatch!_1 237: Chapter 232: Snatch!_1 Xiao Chen did not stay to rest in this newly established tribe, and even declined Xiu Yuan’s kind offer to provide him with a maidservant.

Instead, Xiao Chen and his little companion set off once more toward the depths of the Wild Mountain Range.

This time, he was going to retrieve his war chariot and his steed.

According to the elder Xiu Yuan, a new group of warriors had gathered around Windfall Edge, a place two thousand miles deep into the Wild Mountain Range.

They were reportedly planning to band together and search deep within the Desolate Mountain Forest to find the hiding places of the survivors of the Exotic Clan.

The two thousand miles of Savage Wilderness Forest were on the outer layer of the mountain range, and there were not many high-level beasts.

Having learned about the safety of his tribesman, Xiao Chen was no longer in a hurry.

Instead, he slowed down his pace, walking through the great mountains of the Desolate Wilds.

Sometimes, he gathered treasure medicines that had grown over the years; sometimes, he killed ferocious beasts that he encountered, taking their skin, bone, and blood.

The proceeds helped to build up resources for the Gu Yuan Tribe.

A day later, Xiao Chen arrived at a clear pond, which spanned over ten miles.

The Azure water waved like Luli, and numerous small beasts played and drank water around it.

Xiao Chen’s arrival immediately scared a group of birds into scattering in all directions.

In the middle of this clear pond was a small island floating on the water.

From a distance, it looked lush and green, and the roar of beasts could occasionally be heard from the island.

“Roar!”

Just as they had arrived, the previously listless young foal instantly perked up.

Its inherently restless nature kicked in.

Despite its young age, its golden wings extended over three feet in length, and it swept into the air, settling above the lake, startling away all birds and beasts.

The azure waves flapped around, and the little one’s roar was as mighty as a dragon or tiger.

Despite its small size, just three feet tall, it looked robust with a golden light, and its golden wings danced lightly, stirring up the flow of air and causing ripples over the water.

Then a trace of mischief flashed in its golden eyes, and waves of water rose and rushed towards Xiao Chen on the shore.

“Roar!

Roar!

Roar!”

Xiao Chen, unfazed, let his combat Qi surge forth and instantly evaporated the incoming water.

Seeing this, the little foal found it less exciting and turned its head away, ignoring him.

Xiao Chen laughed, unbothered.

Although the power of the small foal could rival that of a typical Blood Refining Realm warrior, its temperament was still equivalent to a young child.

“What a magnificent Pegasus!”

Suddenly, a voice filled with surprise echoed, and then several figures tore through the obstructing trees in the nearby Savage Wilderness Forest, rushing out abruptly.

This group consisted of young men, who looked around thirty years old.

They were the younger generation of warriors from the Great Wasteland.

Each of them looked formidable.

They were enveloped in overwhelming blood Qi, radiating a slight burning sensation.

It was an outward demonstration that emerged only after a deep comprehension of martial arts in the Blood Refining Realm.

At this moment, this group of young warriors paid no attention to Xiao Chen.

Instead, their eyes were riveted on the pony that had reached the Wind Mastery Realm.

They pondered and deliberated, their eyes emanating a fervour that could melt gold and dissolve stone.

“This two-star Wind Mastery steed is not ordinary.

Its entire body is cast in gold.

It has reached the realm of two stars before reaching adulthood.

The bloodline it inherited must be of exceptional nobility.

It is relatively uncommon among the Sky Horses, considered a rare breed.

There’s a fair chance it could ascend to the Five-Star Sun Chasing Steed realm if it encounters the right opportunities and changes.

That would be a realm where one can traverse vast distances with a single step!”

“Indeed, look at this Wind Mastery steed, its whole body is cast in gold, with a majestic dragon horn on its head.

Although it still appears slightly immature, it already bears resemblance to a transforming dragon.

It is said that the Sky Horse tribe inherits the bloodline of ancient giant dragons, this seems to prove the legend as true!”

“From what I see, this Sky Horse has not formed an Eternal Covenant yet.

Brother Mu, such a superior Sky Horse is not to be missed!”

“Bloodline variations are rare in the Great Wasteland, let alone among our tribe’s coveted Sky Horse tribe, who had formed an Eternal Covenant with us.

Brother Mu is possessed of supreme military potential, and his strength is close to his superior brother’s.

Despite not inheriting the tribal battle name, his strength is sufficient to hold sway over Giant Stone Valley.

It is also a good fortune for this young Sky Horse to be able to follow Brother Mu and accompany him in his future victory over millions in the Foreign Battlefield, getting the luck of our tribe, and establishing a new battle name of his own.

This young Sky Horse can accompany him in wars and witness Brother Mu’s brilliant path!”

A group of young people clustered around a figure, striving to outdo each other in praising his superiority.

This individual was clad in a sapphire-blue beast robe, adorned with intricate patterns.

He walked amidst the crowd, resembling a celestial being banished to earth, his eyes radiating an aloofness typical of the successful young generation.

Despite this, he couldn’t help but take a few glances when others mentioned this young Sky Horse.

A trace of joy and possessiveness could be discerned deep within his pupils.

“Young man, I presume you’re here to participate in the extermination of the Survivors of the Exotic Clan.

It’s quite fortunate to encounter you here in the Wild Mountain Range.

This is Brother Mu Qingyu, a powerful young warrior of our Giant Stone Valley.

Pay your respects!” A youngster stepped forward, his eyes revealing a trace of arrogance as he introduced Mu Qingyu.

The proud countenance of the crowd made Xiao Chen furrow his brow.

He had no interest in dealing with these arrogant youngsters, which only served to stoke their pride.

Upon seeing Xiao Chen’s scowl, the young man firstly seemed taken aback but, subsequently, his eyes flickered coldly as he responded in a slightly hostile manner, “You surely must have heard about the Azure Blood Gold Blade.

Brother Mu is the biological younger brother of the Azure Blood Gold Blade wielder, Mu Qingcang.

In this journey to the Savage Wilderness Forest, we wish to find Mu Qingcang and jointly exterminate the Survivors of the Exotic Clan, defending the bloodline of our Great Wasteland Ancient Human Tribe!”

“Additionally!

During this martial exchange meeting at the Giant Stone Valley, people from multiple regions under the rule of the Iron Hoof Tribe wanted to oppress our Giant Stone Valley.

Brother Mu, along with the Azure Blood Gold Blade wielder, traveled tens of thousands of miles to return, singlehandedly combating three young warriors from different regions in Duanmu City.

He reversed the decline of our Giant Stone Valley that had persisted for centuries, and made outsiders respect the numerous warriors of our Giant Stone Valley!”

Azure Blood Gold Blade!

Upon hearing the name, Xiao Chen couldn’t help but feel startled.

He might not take these arrogant youngsters seriously, but he couldn’t help being earnest about Mu Qingcang, the wielder of the Azure Blood Gold Blade.

Initially, his realm was not refined enough to perceive the martial realm of the Azure Blood Gold Blade, but now that he had broken through to the Late-stage Blood Refining Realm, thinking back, the invisible pressure emanating from the Azure Blood Gold Blade was definitely at least at the peak of Late-stage Blood Refining Realm, if not the Perfect Blood Refining Realm.

For someone barely over thirty, his strength was already frighteningly close to that of older generation warriors.

At this moment, he also understood that it wasn’t that the martial prowess of the Giant Stone Valley had declined, rather many of the young generation had ventured into the Great Wasteland seeking ways to advance their martial arts.

After all, at their realm, the Giant Stone Valley must have seemed too small to them.

But when trouble befell their homeland, how could these wanderers tolerate outsiders running wild in their native land?