They were all under one person's command!
Hearing Hu Li's words, Chu Xingyun smiled bitterly and shook his head. "I thought about it, but the problem is that each Silver Dragon Archer consumes a lot of mental strength. No one can blood refine three thousand Silver Dragon Archers at the same time!"
Hearing Chu Xingyun's words, Hu Li smiled proudly.
The Heavenly Fox Clan was called the Fox Spirit by the Archean Clans.
The word "Spirit" was not only because of the Heavenly Fox Clan's charm, but also because the Heavenly Fox Clan had unparalleled mental strength!
Everyone had mental strength, so it wasn't a rare thing.
Generally speaking, mental strength was differentiated by strength.
For example, someone's mental strength was stronger than someone else's.
In terms of strength, the Heavenly Fox Clan was actually average, and there was nothing special about it.
However … in addition to strength, there was another important indicator of mental strength, and that was quantity!
People with more mental strength, even if they worked for more than twenty hours a day and only rested for two or three hours, they could still be energetic every day and would never be tired or tired.
And people with less mental strength, even if their mental strength was very strong, it would not last long.
Many people were like this. When they focused, their efficiency was frighteningly high. This was the benefit of having a high mental strength.
But because the amount of mental strength was relatively small, it was impossible to maintain a state of concentration for a long time.
Basically, after three or four hours of continuous work, one's mental strength would fall into a state of fatigue, drowsiness, and no longer be able to continue.
If the strength of mental strength was described as quality.
Then the amount of mental strength could only be described as quantity.
Hu Li had the bloodline of the Heavenly Fox Clan, and in terms of mental strength, there was no difference from most clans.
But in terms of quantity, the Heavenly Fox Clan was indeed blessed by nature and had never been shaken from its position as the number one clan.
The reason why the Heavenly Fox Clan was smart was that their mental strength was abnormally abundant. They only needed to sleep for four hours a day to maintain their peak state for an entire day.
The reason why the Heavenly Fox Clan had a military advisor was not only because of their intelligence, but more … because the Heavenly Fox Clan spent far more time learning than any other clan.
Taking a deep breath, Chu Xingyun said, "Even if you can refine three thousand Silver Dragon Archers by yourself, I don't recommend you to do so."
Pausing for a moment, Chu Xingyun continued, "Three thousand Silver Dragon Archers under the control of one person. This has great benefits, but the drawbacks are also obvious."
Nodding in understanding, Hu Li said, "I understand. If the three thousand Silver Dragon Archers are under my control, then as long as you kill me, all the Silver Dragon Archers will be paralyzed."
Nodding approvingly, Chu Xingyun smiled and said, "That's right … That's the truth. So … I still suggest that you select three thousand elite disciples and form the Divine Arrow Squad!"
Yes, yes …
Hu Li nodded and said, "Then … can I be the leader of the Mysterious Sky Godly Archers?"
You?
Looking hesitantly at Hu Li, Chu Xingyun said, "For the time being, you can be the leader. But … if you don't do well, if you don't pass …"
Without waiting for Chu Xingyun to finish, Hu Li pouted and said, "I don't care … I don't care … Even if I don't do well, I still want to be the leader."
Pausing, Hu Li said softly, "Trust me, I will study hard. Even if I don't do well now, it doesn't mean I won't do well forever."
Shaking his head with a bitter smile, Chu Xingyun would have turned and left long ago if it was someone else who made such a request.
But for some reason, when facing Hu Li, Chu Xingyun actually couldn't raise the slightest thought of refusing.
Most importantly, Chu Xingyun agreed with what Hu Li said.
What Chu Xingyun was most afraid of was not not talent, but not hard work!
Even if one did not have talent, as long as they were willing to work hard, even if they could not do well for the time being, as long as they continued to work hard, they would do well sooner or later.
Moreover, Chu Xingyun was willing to believe and trust Hu Li. Therefore … Chu Xingyun was still relieved to hand the Silver Dragon Archers to her …
If it was in the hands of someone else, it would be a different story …
After storing the three thousand Silver Dragon Archers into a spatial jade talisman, Chu Xingyun handed it to Hu Li.
As for the formation of the Mysterious Sky Godly Archers, Chu Xingyun would not interfere. It would be fine to let Hu Li complete it.
After arranging everything, Chu Xingyun hurried back to Southern Wasteland City through the transportation spiritual array.
Wuuuu …
Just as he appeared in the transportation spiritual array of Southern Wasteland City, a somewhat familiar sobbing sound entered Chu Xingyun's ears.
Turning his head in confusion, he saw a girl kneeling on the ground beside the huge ancient transportation spiritual array. Her hands were covering her face as she cried in grief.
Ye Lan!
Seeing that familiar figure, Chu Xingyun could not help but call out in a low voice. Soon after, he walked over with quick steps.
Walking closer and taking a closer look … Sure enough, that girl was none other than Ye Lan!
Squatting down, Chu Xingyun asked gently, "Ye Lan … What happened to you … Why are you crying here?"
Hearing Chu Xingyun's voice, Ye Lan immediately lifted her head from the crook of her arm.
Looking at Ye Lan's red and swollen eyes from crying, Chu Xingyun could not help but frown and ask, "What happened? Did someone bully you?"
Shaking her head, Ye Lan said, "No … No, no one bullied me. I just feel sad for myself."
Nodding his head in understanding, Chu Xingyun said, "Is it because you can't enter the third Primordial Battlefield?"
Nodding her head, Ye Lan said, "Yes … Why can't female cultivators enter the third Primordial Battlefield? If that's the case … How are we going to cultivate next?! "
Looking around, Chu Xingyun asked, "Where are your teammates? Where did Zhao Xuan and the rest go? "
Faced with Chu Xingyun's question, Ye Lan's tears flowed even faster.
Pursing her small mouth, Ye Lan said, "They … They … They don't care about me. They all went to the third Primordial Battlefield."
Laughing bitterly, Chu Xingyun said, "Doesn't that Zhao Xuan like you a lot? Why … doesn't he care about you anymore? "
Pursing her lips, Ye Lan said, "He likes me a lot, but I don't like him. Moreover … Everything changed after he entered the Southern Wasteland City."
Nodding his head in understanding, Chu Xingyun said, "In the human gathering area of the Southern Wasteland City, eighty percent of the people are female cultivators. Although the remaining twenty percent are male cultivators, most of them are underage."
Pursing her small mouth in grievance, Ye Lan said, "That's right … All the male cultivators here are very popular."
Looking at Chu Xingyun, Ye Lan continued, "Those female cultivators are stronger than me, prettier than me, and have better figures than me. Moreover, they are so enthusiastic towards him, so … so he …"
Looking at Ye Lan's sad appearance, Chu Xingyun couldn't help but laugh and said, "It seems … you still like him a little. Otherwise … why would you be so sad right now?"
Letting out a faint sigh, Ye Lan said, "It's obviously impossible to say that I don't have him in my heart."
Staring blankly at the distant sky, Ye Lan said, "Although his methods are very unyielding, at least … he isn't despicable enough to use the safety of my family to force me to do things I don't want to do."
Nodding his head, Chu Xingyun said, "This is also the reason why I always put up with him. After all … I can feel that he really cares about you and really likes you."
Smiling sadly, Ye Lan said, "Since I was young, he has always been by my side. Originally … I was already used to his existence and even tried to accept him. But I didn't expect …"
Halfway through her words, Ye Lan's tears once again fell like rain. She was so choked with sobs that she couldn't make a sound.
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