Chapter 310: A Member of the Iron Forging Team
"This is... over."
Chu Xuanyi muttered to himself as he looked at his prince's godlike back.
He felt a bit like he was dreaming.
"Ahem," Taoist Tian Yan clutched his chest and tremblingly took back his dimmed formation flags and magical instruments. His old face was wrinkled like a bitter melon. "Master State Master, it's over, but I've suffered substantial losses. Look, my Bagua plate is cracked, and my spiritual stones are no different from broken stones on the roadside. We have to settle this account."
Chu Xuanyi glanced at him.
"Yes, of course I have to. You make a list and I'll present it to the prince in person. But I warn you not to ask for too much. You know the prince's temper. If he thinks it's more cost-effective to include you in the price, you'll be at a huge loss."
When Taoist Tian Yan heard this, he immediately shrank his neck and said awkwardly, "How can that be? I, an old Taoist, serve the prince and contribute to the people of the world willingly. Talking about money is so vulgar."
Just as the two were chatting, the Fire Forging Clan warriors who had been unconscious after being purified by Ajiu began to wake up one after another.
They looked around blankly, their memories still stuck on the moment when they were controlled by that crazy will.
"What...what did I do just now?" A young soldier looked at his bloody hands, his eyes filled with fear and confusion.
"Ashan, Ashan, wake up." Another soldier cried bitterly while holding a cold corpse.
"Everyone stand up."
The old patriarch came over with the support of two tribesmen. He looked around at his tribesmen who were immersed in pain and unable to extricate themselves, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from his turbid old eyes.
"What's the use of crying, what's the use of being sad."
"We are the descendants of the Fire Forge Clan, descendants of the ancient guardians. Our blood is hot and our bones are hard. We must admit our mistakes and repay our debts."
"We owe our fallen compatriots a peaceful rest, we owe these heroes out there a debt of gratitude, and we owe ourselves a clean future."
He took a deep breath, pushed away the tribesmen who were supporting him, and walked step by step to Xiao Yu.
He straightened his tattered clothes and knelt on one knee in front of Xiao Yu and Ajiu in the shocked gazes of his clansmen.
"Yanpo, the 37th Patriarch of the Forging Fire Clan, bows in gratitude to His Royal Highness the Regent and to the Goddess for saving our entire clan from eternal damnation."
All the surviving members of the Forgefire Clan behind him knelt on one knee in unison.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, and thank you, Goddess."
"Get up," Xiao Yu's voice remained calm. "You just need to know what's right and wrong. The dead are gone, and the survivors have more important things to do."
"Your Highness is right," the old patriarch raised his head. "Our clan has been deceived by that evil demon for a thousand years. We have forgotten the glory of our ancestors and our true mission. We are both protectors and forgers."
He looked at the dark golden sword in Xiao Yu's hand, his eyes full of fanaticism.
"Having personally forged such a divine weapon, Yanpo will die with no regrets. From today on, my Fire Forging Clan is willing to follow His Majesty and will never betray him. Please accept our loyalty, Your Majesty."
As he spoke, he took out a crimson crystal from his arms that was still beating slightly like a heart and raised it high with both hands.
"This is my clan's sacred relic, the 'Heart of the Forged Fire.' It connects to the very source of this land's earth veins and symbolizes the authority of our clan leader. Today, I present it to the prince. From now on, my Forged Fire clan, including the fire veins of these one hundred thousand volcanoes, will obey the orders of the prince alone."
This is a huge gift.
Chu Xuanyi and Taoist Tian Yan on the side were staring with their eyes wide open.
This is no longer a simple matter of conquering a tribe; it is equivalent to directly controlling the entire land veins of the southern Xinjiang volcanic group, and also comes with a top-level blacksmithing team.
This wave of dungeons is really profitable.
Xiao Yu looked at the "Heart of Forged Fire" and was silent for a moment.
He didn't take it, but turned his gaze to Ajiu.
Ajiu blinked her eyes, took a step forward, stretched out her hand and gently touched the "Heart of Forged Fire".
A soft starlight flowed from her fingertips into the crystal.
"From now on, you have to protect this land and all the kind people living on this land." Ajiu said seriously.
The old patriarch's body trembled, "I obey... the goddess's order."
He solemnly withdrew the Heart of Forged Fire and slammed his forehead heavily on the ground.
"My Fire Forging Clan will surely fulfill our ancestors' mission to eradicate all evil from the world. Your Highness, please issue an order that our thousands of forgers will be ready to forge at any time. Whether it's divine weapons or armor, as long as Your Highness needs it, this fire from the Earth's core will never be extinguished."
"Very good." Xiao Yu nodded, and finally a hint of approval appeared on his face.
"Chu Xuanyi."
"I'm here."
"Leave a copy of our Protectorate Alliance's blueprints for standard armor and weapons with them. Also, draw up a list and transfer all materials in our inventory suitable for fighting demons."
"Yes." Chu Xuanyi responded immediately.
Xiao Yu glanced at the mess on the ground and said, "I'll leave this place to you. Clean up the mess, bury the dead, and then start the furnace."
"Your Highness, are you going to..." The old patriarch was stunned.
"We should go to the next place." Xiao Yu looked towards the distant east and saw the dangerous forest. "There are more than one nails."
"So fast," Chu Xuanyi couldn't help but mutter, "You didn't even drink a sip of the celebratory wine? This is too much."
Akabane didn't react at all. He silently wiped his dagger. Master Jingxin clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.
Taoist Tian Yan pulled Chu Xuanyi's sleeve and whispered, "Master Imperial Master, what about my expense report..."
"Write it on the way."
Xiao Yu walked over to Ah Jiu and naturally picked her up. The little girl had just purified so many people's souls, and she was exhausted. At this moment, she was leaning in his arms, her eyelids drooping.
Looking at the peaceful sleeping face in his arms, Xiao Yu's eyes, which were like ten thousand year old black ice, also melted a corner.
He turned around and walked out, holding Ajiu.
"Let's go too," Chu Xuanyi patted the dirt off his butt, "The next sucker, oh no, the next lost ally, is still waiting for us to save him."
The members of the Forging Fire Clan silently watched their departing backs until they could no longer see them.
After a long time, the old patriarch slowly stood up.
"Everyone, listen up."
"Count the casualties and collect the remains."
"Then open the stove and light the fire."
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