"Speak."
Ling Xian's expression was indifferent. He planned to find the Qingshui Tribe after hearing the good news.
"It's a long story."
The Ancient One took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "The Ancient Fire Tribe guards a secret. Today, I want to tell you."
Hearing this, Ling Xian frowned, but at the same time, his interest was piqued.
Everyone is curious, and he was no exception.
"Actually, the Ancient Fire Tribe was not originally called that. My surname is not Gu." The Ancient One's expression was solemn as he uttered out a shocking statement.
"My surname is Zhu. This tribe belongs to the Descendants of the Fire God."
At these words, even with Ling Xian's mentality, he was shaken.
The Fire God was a supreme being. His fighting abilities were at the pinnacle of all time. He was one of the most powerful beings since the ancient times.
Now, the Ancient One was saying that he was a descendant of Zhu Rong. How could he not be shocked?
At the same time, Ling Xian was a little suspicious.
After all, the Fire God was an old friend from the primitive era. It was at least a million years ago. The possibility of his bloodline being preserved was extremely low.
According to ancient records, when the totem was broken, the tribes of the 12 Sorcerers disappeared as well.
Ling Xian couldn't help but be suspicious.
"I know you don't believe me, but this is the truth."
Sensing Ling Xian's suspicion, the Ancient One smiled proudly. "Everyone in the Ancient Fire Tribe has the blood of the Fire God flowing through their veins. We are the true descendants of the Fire God!"
"Let's not talk about that for now. Let's talk about the good news." Ling Xian frowned. He didn't want to discuss this with the Ancient One.
"I want to make a deal with you."
The Ancient One's smile faded. "I wonder if you have heard of the True Fire of Zhu Rong?"
"You mean … Zhu Rong's strongest technique?"
Ling Xian's eyes flashed with surprise. Zhu Rong was one of the most famous people since the ancient times. Naturally, his True Fire was famous.
Legend has it that this fire was the king of all flames. It was the strongest flame in the world. Even if all the other Godly Fires were combined, they would not be as powerful as this one.
"That's right."
The Ancient One's eyes shone with pride. "Though the Zhu Rong Tribe has declined and we cannot even preserve our totem, we have preserved half of the True Fire of Zhu Rong!"
"Are you serious?" Ling Xian's eyes shone.
This made the Ancient One uneasy. He was afraid that Ling Xian would be tempted by the riches. But since he had already said it, he had no choice but to continue. "That's right. If you don't believe me, I can take you there."
"No need."
Ling Xian gave the Ancient One a meaningful look. "Why don't you tell me the details of our deal first."
"It's very simple. I want Senior to help my Ancient Fire Tribe rise. Even if we can't regain our former glory, we have to reach the level of a big tribe."
The Ancient One looked at Ling Xian cautiously, feeling a little uneasy.
Firstly, she was afraid that he would get greedy at the sight of money. Secondly, he felt that this condition was a little difficult.
It was not easy to become a big tribe. The most basic requirement was to upgrade the totem to a high level.
Secondly, there had to be a level-6 cultivator in charge. There had to be a few cultivators in the Dao Choosing stage as well. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to maintain their reputation as a big tribe.
The Ancient Fire Tribe did not have any of these three points. Naturally, they were making things difficult for them.
However, Ling Xian smiled.
To the Ling Xian of today, this was very simple. It was no different than eating and drinking.
Therefore, he smiled. "It's very simple. I can agree to it."
"Very … very simple?"
The Ancient One was stunned. He didn't think that what he thought was difficult would be described as "very simple" by Ling Xian!
"That's right. To me, this is not difficult at all." Ling Xian shook his head with a smile. He didn't think this would be difficult.
It was true that the Ancient Fire Tribe had everything they wanted. But in his eyes, this was nothing.
"I …" The Ancient One's eyes widened and his mind went blank.
If it weren't for Ling Xian's capabilities, he would've suspected that Ling Xian was tricking him. Despite this, he still found it hard to believe.
He coughed drily and said in embarrassment, "Senior, you may not know this, but my Ancient Fire Tribe doesn't even have one cultivator of the Dao Choosing stage."
"I know what you mean."
Ling Xian grinned. "It's okay if you don't have a high level totem. Just consume one. It's okay if you don't have any powerhouses. Just create a few."
Hearing this, the Ancient One was speechless.
To him, these two tasks were as difficult as ascending to the heavens. Therefore, he couldn't imagine why Ling Xian said it was as easy as eating or drinking.
In reality, to Ling Xian, it was no different from eating or drinking.
Take the Qing Shui Tribe for example. If he wanted to, he could destroy them without any difficulty. As for creating a few powerhouses, it wasn't too difficult.
Don't forget, he was not only an alchemist, but he also inherited the highest level of alchemy!
If he didn't care about the consequences, creating a few cultivators of the Dao Choosing stage was not a difficult task.
"I think, since you told me such a great secret, you must think that I have the ability." Ling Xian smiled.
"That's right. I do think that you have the ability to help my Zhurong Tribe become a great tribe."
The Ancient One shook his head with a bitter smile. "I originally thought that this matter would take time. I didn't think that it would be so easy in your eyes."
"Let's not talk about whether it's easy or not."
Ling Xian waved his hand. "First, tell me what you want to pay me. If it's enough to move me, I will help you."
"About that …"
The Ancient One paused and gritted his teeth. "Thirty percent of the Real Fire of Zhu Rong!"
"Thirty percent?"
Ling Xian's eyes brightened. Though he knew that the Ancient One was only talking about thirty percent of the Real Fire of Zhu Rong, it was still shocking enough.
The Real Fire of Zhu Rong was known as the emperor of all flames!
Even thirty percent of the Real Fire of Zhu Rong was equivalent to three types of Godly Fire!
"What do you think?" The Ancient One looked at Ling Xian carefully. He was both hopeful and nervous.
"Not a bad offer. I agree." Ling Xian smiled. He had no reason to reject thirty percent of the Real Fire of Zhu Rong.
After all, the Ancient One's request was not difficult.
"Are you serious?" The Ancient One's eyes shone with excitement and suspicion.
"I don't lie and I definitely don't joke."
Ling Xian smiled. "Don't worry, I will help your Ancient Fire Tribe become a great tribe."
Hearing this, the Ancient One's face lit up. For one, Ling Xian had agreed. For two, Ling Xian had no intention of stealing the Real Fire of Zhu Rong.
Therefore, the Ancient One was overjoyed.
Just then, Ling Xian frowned and glanced behind him. At the same time, he waved his sleeve and a wave of spiritual energy surged out.
Bang!
The ancient tree collapsed and the void cracked. However, it did not hit a living being. Instead, it hit a ball of fire.
"This … this is the technique of the Rong Huo Tribe!" The Ancient One's expression changed and he fell into a state of panic.
"The Rong Huo Tribe?"
Ling Xian frowned but did not pursue. This technique was far too strange. Even if he chased after it, he would not be able to catch it.
"It's over, it's all over!"
Recognizing the origin of the ball of fire, the Ancient One panicked.
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