Chapter 208: Temporary Camp

Chapter 208: Temporary Camp

After six Flying Boats departed from Boundary City, they flew for hundreds of miles before landing in a relatively flat area.

This place might become a temporary camp because even Flying Boats, despite their ability to fly, consume Spiritual Energy and cannot stay airborne indefinitely.

The Flying Boats were arranged in a sparse circle on the flat ground, with the Flying Boats serving as a temporary wall, and people rested within the circle.

These Flying Boats were large magical treasures that couldn't be absorbed into a cultivator's body like other treasures. They could be activated either with Spirit Stones or Spiritual Power.

At this moment, the six Flying Boats parked on the outskirts were more secure than the walls of Boundary City.

After half a day of rest, those who could recover had already done so, while those with severe injuries were still recuperating.

With nothing urgent to attend to, many cultivators brought out the spoils they obtained in the last battle and set up stalls in a corner to sell or trade.

After the intense battle, the resources of many cultivators were depleted. Therefore, they exchanged things they didn't need for items they urgently required.

It was rare for over a thousand Foundation Building Cultivators to gather in one place. Although they were in the same city before, they were scattered all over. Gathering a couple of hundred people at once was considered a grand scale.

Seizing the opportunity, these Foundation Building Cultivators turned this temporary camp into a bustling trading fair.

Moreover, considering the current situation, although the human side suffered a setback, the casualties among Foundation Building Cultivators were not too severe. Their combat strength was still relatively intact.

If they didn't stabilize their foothold in the Boundary Mountain Range, the Demon Clan would have no constraints within the range, essentially opening the gate to the East Zhou Cultivation Realm. There would be no peace from then on, so they had to reclaim the city.New novel chapters are published on

Now, all they could do was wait for reinforcements from the East Zhou Cultivation Realm. As soon as the reinforcements arrived, they would undoubtedly launch a counterattack.

At this moment, Wang Hong was squatting in front of a stall, carefully selecting materials from a pile of Demonic Beast parts.

He took advantage of this opportunity to purchase various materials. Currently, he needed a wide range of items: alchemy materials, refining tool materials, talisman-making materialsanything he could use.

"Excuse me, Fellow Daoist, how many Spirit Stones for this piece of beast hide?" Wang Hong asked, holding a piece of second-tier Demonic Beast hide, which could be used to make second-tier Talisman Paper.

"I apologize, Fellow Daoist. I only exchange my materials; I don't sell them, unless you have mid-grade Spirit Stones," the vendor replied.

Currently, ordinary Spirit Stones didn't help him much, and it was challenging to find items he needed with low-grade Spirit Stones.

"May I inquire, Fellow Daoist, what items you are looking to exchange?" Wang Hong asked softly.

"I accept Spiritual Herbs that enhance cultivation or heal, Pills, and if there's Spirit Wine, even better."

At present, Pills, mid-grade Spirit Stones, Spirit Wine, Talismans, and Spiritual Weapons were all highly sought after.

Having these items allowed cultivators to exchange for almost anything they desired at any stall.

"I have a plant of Essence Nurturing Grass, would Fellow Daoist be interested?"

"Of course, and do you have more Essence Nurturing Grass? I have a few more pieces of this kind of beast hide."

He was particularly pleased to acquire a two to three feet tall ink pine sapling. Ink pine was an excellent material for making spirit ink, and he was struggling to find good ink for talisman-making. With the ink pine tree, he could produce his own spirit ink in the future.

Additionally, when ink pine matured to a certain age, it would produce pine nuts. Wang Hong had read in some ancient texts that these nuts were delicious and even had some life-prolonging effects when consumed regularly.

Inside the temporary camp, cultivators from Qingxu Sect gathered together, as did members of other major factions.

As for some smaller factions, some had disappeared after this battle, and the remaining ones were as insignificant as a couple of small cats.

After Wang Hong finished browsing the stalls and returned to the gathering point of Qingxu Sect, he found many cultivators who didn't belong to Qingxu Sect.

Upon seeing his return, everyone greeted him warmly, as if Wang Hong were a long-lost relative.

Wu Dayong rushed over when he saw Wang Hong and pulled him aside, explaining in detail.

It turned out that this battle was too dangerous, and everyone was fighting for their lives. Even lower-level cultivators like alchemists and refining tool masters, who usually focused on their crafts, were thrust into the front lines against Demonic Beasts.

After a fierce battle, many alchemists, who weren't adept at combat, suffered heavy casualties. Now, among the over a thousand Foundation Building Cultivators, only Wang Hong, a second-tier alchemist, remained. As a result, those in need of pills flocked to him.

"Junior Brother Wang, do you have time now?" After explaining everything to Wang Hong, Wu Dayong asked for his opinion.

The current situation was an opportunity to expand the sect's influence, but Wu Dayong couldn't force Wang Hong. With Qingxu Tower gone, everything depended on Wang Hong's decision.

"There's nothing urgent now. Senior Brother Wu, you can go ahead and arrange the alchemy requests," Wang Hong replied, maintaining the coordination they had at Qingxu Tower.

"Great! I'll go arrange it right away!" Wu Dayong happily turned to attend to the customers.

As Wu Dayong approached, the crowd immediately surrounded him, with everyone enthusiastically presenting their requests.

"Wu Fellow Daoist, my senior brother is critically injured and lying on his bed, his life hanging by a thread. We're waiting for life-saving pills. Please arrange the refinement as a priority. We'll be eternally grateful."

"Wu Fellow Daoist, my master is severely wounded. I fear he won't last a few hours. Please, Wu Fellow Daoist, have mercy!"

"Your master is dead; you can inherit his legacy. Go back and wait calmly!"

At this point, another burly man squeezed through the crowd and loudly declared, "Who doesn't have an emergency? Li Erha's Dao Companion is still bleeding profusely in bed, just like nothing happened."

"Mighty Bear, stop talking nonsense. I know about my Dao Companion's situation. Can you refine alchemy? If not, then leave!" Li Erha shouted from the crowd.

"Of course, I can. I was just giving an example," Mighty Bear replied, turning to Wu Dayong with a smile. "Wu Fellow Daoist, as I'm the first one here, can you please arrange for Wang Fellow Daoist to refine pills for me?"

Li Erha, still dissatisfied, shouted loudly, "Mighty Bear, you used my Dao Companion as an example. Why?"

"Because I don't have a Dao Companion!" Mighty Bear turned around and said.

Li Erha, hearing this, thought Mighty Bear had a point and stopped arguing.

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