"The Holy Land of Tian Fa isn't suitable for refining pills and medicines either. Our cultivation system is fundamentally different from the mystical Qi cultivated by humans. So … Sect Leader Yun, feel free to take all of them with you. "
"Of course, if Sect Leader Yun is convenient and can share some of our healing medicine with us, we'll be eternally grateful."
Yun Yang was duty-bound to agree to such a request without hesitation.
"Don't worry, Beast King. Yun Yang will take care of the mystical beasts' recovery."
The heaven and earth treasures provided by the Holy Land of Tian Fa were rare species that were hard to find in the outside world.
Even to Emmie, they were rare items. As the source of its mother's body, the older they were, the better. The heaven and earth treasures from the Holy Land of Tian Fa were at least hundreds of thousands of years old!
With such quality resources, Emmie's mystical ability could naturally turn them into countless medicinal pills!
Not only healing medicine, but other things that could increase one's cultivation base, divine sense, divine sense, soul, breakthrough, breakthrough realms, elevate realms, and upgrade one's innate talent could all be produced!
There was as much as one could ask for!
As for the spiritual medicine that Yun Yang had taken from the Holy Land of Tian Fa … there were three thousand and nine hundred types of them that he had never gotten his hands on before, not to mention the quantity!
That was three thousand and nine hundred types of them!
From then on, it could be said that as long as it was a heaven and earth treasure, as long as it was a spiritual medicine, Yun Yang had it all in the Bound of Universe.
Of course, there was everything here, except for those special species that could only grow in the special realm, such as those that could only grow in the coldest places, those that could only grow in the most poisonous places, and those that could only be found in the underworld.
Therefore, when it came to the matter of healing the injured in the Holy Land of Tian Fa, it had suddenly leveled up and there was still a large portion of Emmie left after the Qi of Karma had leveled up. It had agreed to Yun Yang's request without hesitation, which was a rare occurrence.
In the following month, Emmie produced a massive amount of medicinal pills according to Yun Yang's request.
However, Yun Yang had only given out a portion of them. It was not because he was stingy, but because if he had really taken out so many healing pills, it would only raise the suspicions of the beast kings. No matter how skilled the alchemist was, he would not be able to refine so many supreme-grade medicinal pills in a month's time.
Other than the sea of medicinal herbs, Yun Yang had another gain as well – plenty of rare metals and metals!
Other than the massive amount of medicine, Yun Yang also had another gain – a lot of Mystical Metals!
The remnants of the mystical beasts' weapons had been collected by the mystical beasts in that battle and passed to Yun Yang to be recast. Even if there were some that had been missed, they were few and insignificant. However, there were still many remnants of the mystical beasts' weapons, piling up into a small hill that was a thousand feet high.
Mystical beasts' weapons had their own uses. Even if they were in perfect condition, they would still, even if they were intact. The higher level the mystical beasts' weapons were, the more limited they would be.
Whether it was a mystical weapon or a demonic weapon, broken or in perfect condition, they were still made of various metals.
These were all things that Yun Yang needed!
As long as they were all of them, Emmie had a way to separate them into their most primitive form. Then, it would extract the essence within.
Similar to the process of refining medicine, other than a small portion of the weapons that were reforged for Tian Fa's mystical beasts, most of the rest belonged to Yun Yang.
This was undoubtedly another windfall!
Other than the two items mentioned above, Yun Yang had an even bigger windfall from this battle – the demonic cores of the mystical beasts.
The mystical beasts in the Holy Land of Tian Fa abhorred these things. Not only did they feel uncomfortable looking at them, they could not even bear to smell their scent.
Therefore, the demonic cores left behind by the fallen mystical beasts all belonged to Yun Yang as well.
Other than the shattered and self-detonated ones, Yun Yang had obtained a total of one hundred and thirty thousand demonic beast cores of various levels!
This huge number was simply a sky-shattering amount of wealth!
Yun Yang had originally wanted to ask, "Since you all hate demonic cores so much, where did the demonic cores you got from killing the beasts go?"
King Bear replied nonchalantly, "Where else? We're useless, so we gave them to the fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth level fellows to practice on and beat them all up …"
Yun Yang felt like he was struck by lightning at this answer.
Such a huge amount of wealth, yet you all gave it to the lower level mystical beasts to beat them up … Can you be any more wasteful?
Other than the three items mentioned above, there were actually other items such as the demonic beasts' fur, bones, and even the bodies of higher level mystical beasts that were of extraordinary value.
However, Yun Yang had directly given up on this item. The battle had been too brutal. The mystical beasts had suffered heavy losses, but how much better could the demonic beasts have suffered? Basically, there were no intact bodies of the demonic beasts that had perished. Instead, there were piles of meat paste that could be seen everywhere. Naturally, there was no such thing as a complete hide or fur. Occasionally, some of the demonic beasts' fur could be collected, but they were mostly the remains of Saint Kings and Saint Emperors. As for those of a lower level, there was basically nothing left of them.
Yun Yang had already known that Tian Fa had suffered heavy losses, but during the one month that he had stayed in the holy land to refine pills and forge weapons, he had heard the reports of the various clans' losses. Only then did he feel shocked!
Yun Yang could clearly see that every Beast King was trembling when they heard the reports, their eyes brimming with tears.
The Black Eagle Tribe had self-detonated more than seven thousand mystical beasts of ninth level and above, and six hundred King level mystical beasts.
As for the other flying clans, their losses were basically similar to the Black Eagle Tribe.
The Bear Tribe and other different clans had lost more than twenty thousand warriors.
The Lion Tribe and others had suffered similar losses.
All in all, the Tian Fa Holy Land had lost more than two hundred thousand mystical beasts in the short span of three days of battle!
After confirming this huge number, the Beast Kings of the various clans felt like their hearts were being pierced by a knife!
This was the result of Yun Yang's participation in the battle from the second day, participating in the treatment of the injured, providing weapons, and even replacing the Beast Kings to attack the Gate of Sky Demon and turn the tide … Otherwise, this number would have been doubled!
At the very least, the Beast Kings of the various clans would have fallen before the final moment arrived!
"A pyrrhic victory!"
Bear King saw the huge number of casualties and his majestic body trembled like a blade of grass in the wind. A low, trembling growl escaped his throat …
"Tian Fa Holy Land … after this battle, we have lost all of our core forces!"
Crane King's face was also filled with desolation. "A hundred years later, or seventy to eighty years later … when the Gate of Sky Demon opens again … at that time, sigh …"
He heaved a long sigh.
The other Beast Kings' faces were also visibly dejected.
It was obvious.
This battle had caused the Tian Fa Holy Land to lose all of their core forces. There was no way for them to continue, and their strength was cut off. In the next few decades, there was no time for them to grow. When the war broke out again, they could only rely on their top forces to hold on, and there would be the additional danger of almost no rest.
They could only keep holding on until they could not hold on anymore … But in such a battlefield where they were fighting with their lives at all times, who could fight for three days and three nights?
If there was no replacement, no room for a buffer, with only the strength of the Tian Fa Holy Land's upper echelons, they might not even be able to hold on for a day!
In the next hundred years of war, the fall of the Gate of Sky Demon was almost a foregone conclusion!
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< Today is Brother Ling Mo Yu's birthday. Let us wish brother a happy birthday! Thank you brother for your unwavering support these few years. Brother has worked hard. gt;
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