Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu-Chapter 273 - 170 Envoys from Three Parties Gather in

Chapter 273: Chapter 170: Envoys from Three Parties, Gather in Iron Country_2

Chapter 273 -170: Envoys from Three Parties, Gather in Iron Country_2

Xu Yaofeng exclaimed excitedly, “Great things are to be expected, great things indeed!”

Ji Ru also grew serious, “I will find the Harmonization Promotion Items for the Three-year Cicada as soon as possible, and when Ji Dang enters the Death Realm, I will go in with him.”

Chen Qing also began to sense the changing situation, and now it seemed that the advantage was shifting towards him.

After the meeting ended, Chen Qing started to carefully consider the current situation.

In the end, he turned his gaze towards the direction of Iron Country, wondering how his brother was doing there and if he was in any danger.

Thinking of this, Chen Qing suddenly remembered that he had a Gu that he hadn’t given to Xuanping, having been too busy lately to forget.

He took out the Flame Empress Gu, “This is a Fire Element Arrow Dao Gu, do you like it?”

Xuanping picked up the Gu and carefully sensed it, “Anything you give me, I like.”

Seeing Xuanping accept it, Chen Qing dispatched his subordinate evil spirits to continue recruiting evil spirits in Lin Country, expanding his army of evil spirits.

Eight days later, three hundred miles before Jili Mountain.

The Rust Iron River.

Xuan Cuo led the entourage with over a hundred spirit beasts, carrying the bodies of the Mystic Gate Army towards Jili Mountain ahead.

He initially wanted to only bring the heads, but in a cultivator’s battlefield, finding an intact head was nearly impossible.

So, he had to freeze all the bodies and bring them all.

Occasionally, soldiers in the team would search these corpses, sometimes discovering a Gu, Spirit Stone, or some other precious materials.

Xuan Cuo turned a blind eye to these findings.

This task was dangerous, and if Iron Country didn’t cooperate, they could very well kill them in anger.

So, Xuan Cuo let them take whatever benefits they could.

Three hundred miles from Iron Country’s current Foundation Establishment gathering place, Jili Mountain, ahead lay the famous Rust Iron River.

The river’s water was reddish, and even without the awakening of the Miao Divine Image, it had always been this way.

The water contained a large amount of iron, and both banks were red.

Iron Country never lacked iron.

The name was derived from this fact.

Just at the bridge ahead, sitting on a white horse, Xuan Cuo saw a person dressed as a scholar.

This person held a book in his hand but had an eerie green wooden carved coffin strapped to his back.

The coffin was exquisite and elegant, seemingly a female coffin.

“Who are you?”

Seeing a person dressed like this, Xuan Cuo instinctively felt this person was not simple.

So he asked.

The scholar in the green robe stood up, “Iron Country’s Foundation Establishment heart is like iron, and merely persuading them might not work.”

“I have come here to lend you a hand.”

Xuan Cuo glanced at the scholar, unable to gauge his depth, “What do you seek?”

The scholar smiled and cupped his hands, “I only ask that Lord Wei do me a small favor.”

Xuan Cuo said, “This, I cannot promise you.”

The scholar replied, “It’s fine, it is just a small matter, a trivial task for Lord Wei.”

“When the matter is accomplished, Lord Wei will certainly agree.”

Xuan Cuo asked, “What skills do you have to speak so boldly?”

The scholar laughed aloud, “If I speak, the Foundation Establishments throughout Iron Country would not dare to move.”

Xuan Cuo dismounted from the spirit beast, “May I know your name, sir?”

The scholar said, “I am, Jiang Xingchuan.”

Xuan Cuo was taken aback, had this person also emerged from seclusion?

Having followed the Great Witch for many years, Xuan Cuo was familiar with the young talents of various countries.

He remembered correctly, Jiang Xingchuan was known as the strongest Foundation Establishment in Iron Country, beyond dispute.

Yet very few had ever seen his true appearance.

And this person, elusive as a phantom, was seldom encountered by common folk.

“Please, sir, take a seat.”

Jiang Xingchuan waved his hand, “No need, I’m used to traveling and can’t sit still.”

Xuan Cuo dared not insist, “Then please, sir, let’s proceed on our journey.”

As night fell, Xuan Cuo saw a towering mountain looming ahead, dark as a shadowy giant beast.

A line of torches quickly lit up in the night, forming a fiery dragon, as numerous riders on Iron Horses raced towards their location.

All were Foundation Establishments; this seemed to be the escort sent by Iron Country to welcome them.

The leading rider wore iron armor and shouted, “I am Tie Ying from Iron Country, come to greet the envoy of Lord Wei. Are you Xuan Cuo from the Xuan Bird tribe?”

Xuan Cuo cupped his hands, “That is correct!”

Tie Ying spurred his horse forward, “Please, envoy, follow me uphill to meet Tie Kui.”

The leader of Iron Country’s Foundation Establishment was known as Tie Kui, a man called Shi Xintie.

Though young, he was quite shrewd, possessing a formidable strength and standing among heroes.

After a battle with Yan Shiyin and Chen Qing, he quickly gathered a large group of Iron Country Foundation Establishments.

Iron Country differed from other Nanli nations; while Lin Country was abundantly wealthy among Jiuli, Iron Country was exceptionally poor.

The land contained abundant iron, rendering it unsuitable for Spiritual Medicine growth.

Thus, Iron Country was the poorest of Jiuli nations.

Though few in number, Iron Country’s Foundation Establishment cultivators commanded respect among the nine nations.

Harsh lands breed valiant warriors.

A saying often spread among Jiuli described Iron Country’s Foundation Establishment as less than a hundred strong.

If they numbered a hundred, they would be unbeaten.

Due to the unique nature of their Gu, Iron Country’s cultivators rarely enlisted all Foundation Establishments, forming an independent army alone.

With few types of Gu but a significant quantity, numerous Foundation Establishments shared nearly identical Gu.

But truly, if not for the Miao God suppressing the nine nations, Iron Country’s cultivators would probably find raiding Lin Country’s Foundation Establishments their greatest pleasure.

Of course, without the Miao God, Iron Country’s persistence today was also questionable.

As Xuan Cuo led his men to Jili Mountain, passing Iron Country’s Foundation Establishments, they recognized the Mystic Gate Army’s corpses.

Yet they made little of this recognition.

They seemed long accustomed to such sights.

Upon reaching Jili Mountain, before they even arrived at the main hall on the mountaintop, Xuan Cuo saw another group.

This group consisted of only one person but had a large escort of Iron Country guards.

The person appeared to be in his eighties, swaying on a donkey.

Tie Ying made no secret, “This person is called Bai Mao, an envoy of Yan Shiyin.”

Xuan Cuo shouted, “You have quite the nerve, a defeated general, yet you dare come as an envoy.”

Bai Mao laughed heartily, “The lord is supported by the people’s hearts. Serving the lord, even to the point of death, holds no fear.”

Xuan Cuo replied, “Our Lord Wei is the Divine Favored of the Miao God, entrusted by the Miao God to purify the world and chastise the Jiuli, while Yan Shiyin is merely a disloyal traitor!”

After exchanging a few words with Bai Mao, Xuan Cuo refrained from continuing; arguing in front of these guards was a waste of breath.

Quickly, Xuan Cuo led Jiang Xingchuan into the mountaintop’s Jili Palace.

The place was teeming with thorns, which had transformed into Iron Thorns upon the cultivators’ arrival.

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Jili Palace was formed by a circle of twisted thorny branches.

Inside Jili Palace, two seats were left at the front on each side, and Tie Ying guided the two to sit in these seats.

Xuan Cuo looked around, and nearly each one was a Foundation Establishment Great Perfection, with four veterans present.

Each wore iron armor and had a sword at their waist.

Due to Iron Country’s impoverished state, it hadn’t developed numerous large tribes like other nations.

Most of the tribe heads in Iron Country had only one or two Foundation Establishments.

So here, the rulers were primarily those of great strength, rather than positions distributed by tribe size.

Seated at the head was the leader of Iron Country’s Foundation Establishments, the Iron Kui Shi Xintie.

Shi Xintie, seeing the two seated, spoke in a deep voice, “It’s a great honor for Iron Country to have the two of you here.”

“However, the envoy has yet to arrive, so you’ll need to wait a while longer.”

Xuan Cuo, looking at the seating arrangement, noticed no place was left for the remaining envoy, indicating Shi Xintie’s disdain towards the yet-to-arrive envoy.

“Another envoy?”

Shi Xintie smiled, “Just a clown jumping for attention, from the Water Country further east, seeing the Divine Favored and Commander Yan competing for supremacy, also harbors ambitions.”

“No need for concern, you two.”

Hearing that even the Water Country’s Foundation Establishment had ambitions, Xuan Cuo and Bai Mao exchanged glances and laughed heartily.

Raising an army wasn’t just about having immense strength, especially under the Miao God’s rule, it required righteousness.

Yan Shiyin had gained public support by proclaiming that anyone could become Mystic Gate.

Chen Qing had achieved the Divine Favored status through worship of the Miao God, giving him legitimate grounds to campaign against Jiuli’s disobedient.

And what did Water Country count for?

Do they even qualify?