Legendary Clan Chief-Chapter 31 - 30 Middle Quality Iron Hoof Tribe_1

31: Chapter 30 Middle Quality Iron Hoof Tribe_1

31 -30 Middle Quality Iron Hoof Tribe_1

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The Giant Stone Valley is located in the Border Wasteland Region in the southern part of the Eastern Continent.

It’s merely a valley surrounded by the vast Luo Long Mountain Range.

Nevertheless, the Giant Stone Valley still spans over a region of more than a hundred thousand miles, and is home to countless creatures.

Ten thousand miles away from the exit of the valley in the Giant Stone Valley, there lies a city built entirely of Qing Stone.

It sprawls across the vast expanse of heaven and earth like a savage giant beast.

The green, giant stones shimmer under the sunlight, illuminating tiny twinkling stars.

Even from miles away, the stones are clearly visible.

Above the green city, every few steps, a tribesman clad in leather armor and brandishing a war spear stands guard.

Even more astonishing, every hundred feet or so, there stands an enormous bronze giant crossbow.

Coiled around its turntable is a black beast tendon as thick as a baby’s arm, pulling taut a fine steel giant arrow that is five feet long.

The giant arrow’s thumb-deep blood grooves emit a bloodthirsty gloom, pointing straight towards the vault of heaven.

The green city is currently bustling with life, especially near the city gate, where the crowd surges like an incoming tide.

In just a quarter of an hour, thousands of people come and go, their stone houses standing tall, corridors interlaced.

The ground is paved with Qing Stone, creating a labyrinthine layout of interconnected buildings.

Countless busy heads can be seen, as dense as a swarm of bees.

Each location is occupied by ruggedly handsome men, either in groups or solo, some carrying the beasts they’ve just hunted, others carried rare medicinal materials collected, all hurriedly darting through the crowd.

Towering dozens of feet high on the city gate is a giant archway with the forcefully-inscribed characters of “Iron Hoof”.

Basked in the interplay of light and shadow, the strokes reveal a sweeping landscape of heroic warriors.

This is Iron Hoof City, the station of the Iron Hoof Tribe.

It’s a significant stronghold in the vast and desolate Border Wasteland Region.

The Iron Hoof Tribe is of mid-rank, its influence extending tens of thousands of miles.

With a population of over a million, as well as a hundred thousand Guardian Clan Soldiers, there are countless Blood Refining Realm Warriors.

It is the Sect Master’s Tribe of countless lower-ranking tribes, with even the Gu Yuan Tribe being its tributary tribe.

As the center of countless tribes, it naturally attracts many visitors to settle down here.

Therefore, the permanent population in Iron Hoof City has reached an astonishing two million.

At this moment, a black stone tower called the Gathering Immortals Pavilion located in the city is bustling with people.

Inside the enormous hall, the floor is covered with bright-colored carpets.

Up close, one can see that the hundred-feet-wide carpet is actually made of the fur of A-grade beasts, the Flaming Fox.

The fur from a single Flaming Fox can only be woven into a carpet several feet square.

Countless such brightly colored giant carpets must have consumed vast amounts of time, effort, and resources, making them exceedingly precious.

The Great Hall is filled with music and dance, and a dozen people are toasting each other.

The scent of sensuality hangs in the air.

Despite the commotion, a young man in a green and white combat suit, handsome and charming, sits at the main table in the center of the hall.

His look is as profound as the abyss, and his eyes sparkle with intelligence, showing that he is not influenced by the wine and the festivities.

This young man is the Young Clan Leader of the Iron Hoof Tribe, known as Qin Wanchuan, the “Azure Blood Crazy Blade”.

He is ranked 48th in the list of young prodigies in the Border Wasteland Region.

The youths in the hall are of no ordinary origins.

They are the talented representatives of the younger generation from various tribes within the territory of the Iron Hoof Tribe.

Regularly, these prodigies come together to compare martial skills and exchange experiences in martial arts.

Today, some prodigies from other tribes have come from afar.

Therefore, as host, Qin Wanchuan decided to entertain them at the Gathering Immortals Pavilion.

After a round of toasts and meals, the enchanting music and dance have long since disappeared, leaving only a dozen young prodigies in the enormous hall.

These warriors are all young, none older than twenty-five.

On the continent, there is an unwritten rule that if one hasn’t broken through to the Blood Refining Realm by the age of twenty-five, he or she will not achieve much in the future.

Of course, this saying isn’t absolute.

It doesn’t mean that if someone hasn’t broken through the Blood Refining Realm by twenty-five, they wouldn’t have a chance later.

However, after the age of twenty-five, a person’s meridian system becomes fixed, which would make breaking into the Blood Refining Realm several times more difficult.

“Wanchuan, I’ve heard that a genius appeared in your Iron Hoof Tribe who, shortly after his breakthrough, was capable of killing ordinary Blood Refining Realm Warriors.”

The one who would dare to speak to the young clan leader of the Iron Hoof Tribe like that could only be the guest who had traveled a great distance to be here.

As warriors of the same level, they naturally address each other as equals.

The youth who spoke was clothed in a white robe, his eyes warm and jade-like, emitting the air of a mountain undisturbed by the collapse of the world.

This man was one of the celestials here as a guest, he was from another mid-ranked tribe, the Qingyun Tribe, ranked thirtieth on the Border Wasteland Celestial Ranking, more than twenty places higher than Qin Wanchuan, known as the White-Clothed Learned Scholar Wang Lun, whose swift swordplay was superb.

The Border Wasteland Celestial Ranking has ninety-nine positions.

Wherever there were people, there would be disputes.

Therefore, these people on the Celestial Ranking formed alliances to resist foreign enemies, and at the same time, they would explore the outside world together and kill alien tribes.

Wang Lun and Qin Wanchuan were part of such a small group.

Upon hearing what Wang Lun said, Qin Wanchuan was somewhat doubtful.

He pondered for a moment and then smiled dismissively, “Hehe, you are talking about that tribe leader from the Yuan Tribe called Xiao Chen right?

I am surprised that you have heard of such a trivial matter, Brother Wang.

I also heard about it a few days ago from an underling.

How impressive can a newly promoted Blood Refining Realm warrior be?

I suppose it’s just the ignorant people of remote areas making things bigger than they are.”

As for the matter of Xiao Chen, Qin Wanchuan simply did not care.

After all, the Gu Yuan Tribe was too weak.

Over hundreds of years, it had only produced one Blood Refining Realm powerhouse.

Even among the low-ranking tribes, it was at the bottom, and there were countless small tribes like this within the territory of the Iron Hoof Tribe.

As for regular Blood Refining Realm warriors like Xiong Li and Ku Mu, he, Qin Wanchuan, wielding the Azure Blood Mad Saber, would not take them seriously.

As a person on the Celestial Ranking, defeating enemies beyond his level was as commonplace for him as eating and drinking.

The battle between the Gu Yuan Tribe and other tribes such as Black Mountain was just child’s play in his eyes.

If it wasn’t that his father was in seclusion trying to break through to the Towering Realm and he was temporarily in charge of the tribal affairs, he wouldn’t even know Xiao Chen’s name.

Upon hearing what Qin Wanchuan said, before Wang Lun could respond, a young man below jumped out first and said, “The young tribe leader is right.

My Li Shang Tribe is relatively close to Xiao Chen’s Gu Yuan Tribe.

This tribe is indeed shallow and weak.

Their former chief mysteriously disappeared.

It seems that this so-called Xiao Chen probably just had some dumb luck and somehow managed to break through to the Blood Refining Realm.”

Seeing the young man jump out and say this, Wang Lun simply smiled lightly without agreeing or disagreeing.

No one could read any thoughts from his profound eyes.

There was a red-haired man at the lower end of Wang Lun’s table who gave off a suffocating vibe.

His hair was like fire, his body was filled with a killing aura and Qi of blood.

He looked like a demon, with a hint of eeriness on his face.

It seemed that a wave of his hand could bring about a rain of blood.

No one knew how many beings he had killed, and these bloodthirsty auras remained around his body, coalescing into endless sinister energy.

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This eccentric young man with such a bizarre appearance naturally attracted the eyes of most people in the hall, prompting a lot of youngsters to whisper amongst themselves.

“Brother Li, which celestial is this madman?

How many people has he killed to be so bloody?” A blue-clothed young man quietly asked his friend next to him.

As he spoke, his body involuntarily shivered as if he were scared by the red-haired young man.

Hearing the young man ask him, the young man surnamed Li appeared pleased.

“Brother, you are asking the right person.

This red-haired young man, known as the Blood Demon, is the fifth son of the upper tier tribe, the Eternal Night Tribe.

He is ranked seventy-first on our Border Wasteland Celestial Rankings.

He once single-handedly slaughtered several alien tribes.

He strikes with ruthless cruelty, and every move of his is fatal.”

He paused here, seeing this, the questioner quickly attentively refilled his cup.

The young man surnamed Li gave him a look that said, ‘you know your place well’, finished the cup of wine in one gulp, and then continued, “So, the chief of the Gu Yuan Tribe, which is under our Iron Hoof jurisdiction, is somewhat similar to this killer.

Both single-handedly slaughtered an entire alien tribe.”

However, he then shook his head and laughed lightly, feeling that he was daydreaming.

The Blood Demon was a well-known extraordinary celestial on the Celestial Rankings, but who was Xiao Chen?

Just a nobody.

Seeing that Wang Lun remained silent, Qin Wanchuan took the lead in making a toast.

Soon, the banquet reached its end.

It was then that he said, “Since Brother Wang is interested in Xiao Chen, the day when the various tribes offer tributes to our Iron Hoof Tribe is not far off.

I will send someone to the Gu Yuan Tribe to relay that Xiao Chen must come to Iron Hoof City on the day of tribute.

I want to see whether this person truly has the strength of a celestial or is just someone who has gained an undeserved reputation.”

“Since the young tribe leader is interested, I haven’t returned to my tribe in months and am about to go back.

I might as well run to the Gu Yuan Tribe.” At this time, the young man who claimed to be from the Wu Mu Tribe bravely volunteered for this task.

Wang Lun in white clothes turned to look at the Blood Demon below.

Seeing this, the Blood Demon lazily said, “I heard he also slaughtered a branch of an alien tribe and smashed their inheritance statue.

I, the Blood Demon, want to see whose weapon is faster, his spear or my knife.”

After saying this, his combat qi surged and the bloody aura exploded.

In an instant, the hall was filled with chaos as murderous intent ran rampant.

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