The people in the land of exile had their own rules.
If they could kill, they would kill. If they couldn't, they would either leave quickly or express their goodwill. In short, they would do everything they could to survive.
Compared to the outside world, this place was more direct, and there were fewer twists and turns.
Seeing how Xiao Jun was able to kill Li Minghe with one strike, even though it was based on the fact that Li Minghe had underestimated him, it also meant that Xiao Jun's cultivation wasn't high. However, he was stronger than them.
"Sir, my name is Xiao Jun. I'm from the Ironwing Camp. I'm the younger brother of Xiao Zhan, the commander of the Ironwing Army's eighth army. May I know your name?" Xiao Jun took the initiative to introduce himself. He used the simplest words to explain his name and identity. In the land of exile, this was the easiest way to express goodwill to unfamiliar experts.
Cultivation wasn't absolute. Strength was the true standard of measurement.
"Chu Mu." Chu Mu smiled and said.
If they were in the outside world, he wouldn't have taken Xiao Jun's Yuan Spirit so brazenly. However, in this place, the strong preyed on the weak. He didn't have any scruples.
However, Chu Mu still had his own principles. He wouldn't kill the innocent. Otherwise, Xiao Jun wouldn't be able to live.
Xiao Jun introduced himself to let Chu Mu know his background.
The Ironwing Camp was Chu Mu's temporary destination.
The force controlled by the Ironwing Camp was called the Ironwing Army. It could be said that the Ironwing Camp was created by the Ironwing Army. The Ironwing Army was divided into eight armies. Each army had a commander. Above the eight commanders of the eight armies, there was a grand commander, who was also the person with the highest authority in the Ironwing Army.
Xiao Jun was the younger brother of Xiao Zhan, the commander of the Ironwing Army's eighth army. Naturally, he was also a member of the Ironwing Army. He was a peak six-star Saint, but his strength was comparable to an ordinary seven-star Saint. He must have a certain status in the Ironwing Army.
"Sir Chu Mu, you must have just come from the outside world." Xiao Jun secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Since Chu Mu would answer him, he would at least show goodwill.
"That's obvious." Chu Mu said. The aura on his body was still very "fresh", so it was easy to determine that he came from the outside world.
"Sir, our Iron Wing Camp is a famous force in the Land of Exile. We have many experts and abundant resources. Furthermore, we are very united." After heaving a sigh of relief, Xiao Jun started to explain, hoping to win over Chu Mu. At the very least, he wanted to leave a good impression on Chu Mu. "Also, Li Minghe, whom you have killed, is the disciple of the Melting Snow Sword Saint. The Melting Snow Sword Saint is an elder of the Snowfall Camp, a Nine Star Martial Saint. He is powerful, ruthless, and vengeful. If he finds out that you have killed his disciple, he will definitely not let it go."
"Are you threatening me?" Chu Mu asked.
"No no no." Xiao Jun hurriedly waved his hand and explained, "I don't dare to threaten Your Excellency. I just want to clarify the reason. After all, Your Excellency has just entered this place and is still unfamiliar with it."
"It just so happens that I also want to go to the Iron Wing Camp, but the snow is too heavy. If Brother Xiao doesn't mind, please lead the way," Chu Mu said.
"It would be my pleasure, Your Excellency," Xiao Jun said happily.
If he couldn't kill him, nor did he want to be his enemy, then he could make friends with him appropriately. If he could make him join the Iron Wing Army and become a member, it would undoubtedly strengthen the Iron Wing Army.
In an instant, Xiao Jun's thoughts turned. Although it was said that the strong preyed on the weak in the Land of Exile, humans were intelligent and did not rely on instinct. This was especially true for those who had forces. Other than strengthening themselves, they would also want to strengthen their forces.
With Xiao Jun leading the way, Chu Mu would not go in the wrong direction.
After a while, Chu Mu's Five Elements Spirit Cleansing Dew was used up, and a deep chill invaded his body.
"Your Excellency, there should be Burning Blood in Li Minghe's spatial ring. It can resist the cold very well," Xiao Jun said immediately.
"Burning Blood?" Chu Mu was puzzled.
"This is the Burning Blood." A black wine gourd appeared in Xiao Jun's hand. After opening it, a faint red steam came out. He drank a mouthful and swallowed, his face turning red in an instant. "This is a special kind of wine. It has an astonishingly high temperature. You can't drink it normally, otherwise it will burn your internal organs. You can only drink it during the Grey Snow Season to resist the cold and protect your body."
Chu Mu immediately understood. He used his spiritual power to search Li Minghe's spatial ring and found a wine gourd, but it was grayish-blue. With a thought, the wine gourd appeared in his hand. He opened the cork, and a faint red steam rushed out. Chu Mu smelled a strange fishy smell and a burning heat.
This was a kind of wine.
Chu Mu was not addicted to wine, but he had some good wine. He always had the intention of tasting different kinds of wine.
He used his spiritual power to take a ball of Burning Blood out of the wine gourd. It floated in front of Chu Mu. It was scarlet red, like boiling water. Tiny bubbles could be vaguely seen.
Chu Mu opened his mouth and swallowed the ball of Burning Blood. He immediately felt a burning heat spread in his mouth. When he swallowed it, the Burning Blood flowed down his throat. It felt like he had swallowed red-hot charcoal.
One had to know that Chu Mu was a saint rank expert and also had a peak fourth rank saint body. It was extremely powerful and could make him feel scalding. If it were a normal person, not to mention touching, even approaching a certain range would cause them to be burned to ashes by the high temperature emitted.
However, although the Burning Blood Flame's temperature was very high, under the Ash Snow Season, the surrounding temperature was very low. The coldness unceasingly invaded Chu Mu's body and, to a large extent, weakened the Burning Blood Flame's high temperature. Similarly, as the Burning Blood Flame entered his stomach, a scalding heat instantly diffused through his body, attacking his limbs and bones, temporarily counteracting the coldness.
Chu Mu felt the burning aura in his body while recalling the taste of the Burning Blood.
It was a very strange smell. There was a fishy smell, a bit of sweetness, and an even richer alcohol smell. The alcohol content was extremely high. All in all, this Burning Blood Roast's taste was somewhat complex. Moreover, it should have been brewed using many different ingredients. For a moment, Chu Mu could only distinguish the majority.
He did not bother to continue to distinguish them. So what if he could distinguish them? Was he going to brew it himself?
Chu Mu did not have the leisure to do so.
With the Burning Blood, Chu Mu did not need to take out the Five Elements Spirit Purification Dew.
This thing was a spiritual object. It was difficult to isolate and easy to be discovered. It was best not to take it out in front of people.
Previously, he had taken it out as a last resort. It had attracted Li Minghe's greed and killing intent.
Chu Mu believed that Xiao Jun had also felt it. However, Xiao Jun had not shown any reaction. He should have been shocked by his own strength.
The two people quickly moved forward in the grey snow. With Xiao Jun leading the way, their speed was very fast.
After a while, the outline of a camp appeared in front of them. Because of the grey snow, it was very blurry.
"Brother Chu, the Iron Wing Camp is almost there." Xiao Jun said. Along the way, the two of them would chat as they hurried along. Xiao Jun was very interested in the outside world, so he asked questions about the outside world. Chu Mu learned from the chat that Xiao Jun was born in the Land of Exile. The outside world was just a place he yearned for.
After all, the environment in the Land of Exile was quite harsh, while the outside world was like a paradise.
According to some cultivators from the outside world, people like Xiao Jun, who was born and raised here, yearned for it.
In exchange, Xiao Jun would also tell Chu Mu about the Land of Exile in more detail than the two people who were forced by Chu Mu.
While talking, the two people arrived at the gate of the Iron Wing Camp.
"Stop!" The two guards of the Iron Wing Camp were four-star Saints. They were members of the Iron Wing Army. Their sharp eyes fell on the faces of Xiao Jun and Chu Mu.
"I'm Xiao Jun of the Eighth Iron Wing Army." Xiao Jun took out a token and handed it to them.
The two guards looked at the token carefully and were very serious. Then, they straightened up and bowed to Xiao Jun in a way that Chu Mu thought was a little strange. "Soldiers of the Seventh Army … Greetings, Captain Xiao."
In the Iron Wing Army, below the commander was the captain. Xiao Jun was one of the captains of the Eighth Iron Wing Army.
Chu Mu was a stranger. If he wanted to enter the Iron Wing Camp, he had to pay a certain amount of Black Iron Heart. But since he was brought by Xiao Jun, he was exempt. However, he still needed to file a record.
It was not difficult to file a record. One's name and origin.
Knowing that Chu Mu had just come from the outside world, the two guards' attitude became much better. Chu Mu also understood what they meant. They wanted him to join the Iron Wing Army and become a part of it. Seeing that he was brought here by Xiao Jun, it was most likely the same. In the future, they might be companions.
The Iron Wing Army was very united. Their attitude towards their companions was naturally different from their attitude towards outsiders.
Xiao Jun could roughly guess what the two guards were thinking, but he didn't give any explanation. Could it be that he had to tell these two guards that a four-star Saint level cultivator in their eyes was actually someone who was stronger than Xiao Jun?
Even if he said that, the two guards probably would not believe him. Why waste his breath?
Soon, Chu Mu walked into the Iron Wing Camp under Xiao Jun's lead.
Iron-Wing Camp was the camp of Iron-Wing Army, which was under the control of Iron-Wing Army. However, besides Iron-Wing Army, there were other cultivators in Iron-Wing Camp. Most of them didn't belong to any camp or force. They were basically lone travelers or small groups, which posed no threat to Iron-Wing Army.
In addition, there were a small number of people from other camps who were temporarily resting in the Iron Wing Camp.
If they were not a member of the Iron Wing Army, they could not easily stay in the Iron Wing Camp. They had to pay a corresponding fee, which was the sinners' hearts, usually Black Iron Heart.
In other words, the Iron Wing Camp provided a temporary place for them to rest. It also earned some Black Iron Heart from them to supplement the daily consumption of the camp.
After learning about this, Chu Mu felt that the person who came up with this method was smart. Not only would he not be threatened, but he could also earn some extra money.
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