Ye Xiangyang asked the original members of Xiangyang Club, 150 throne protectors, to protect the 20,000 independent cultivators in Phoenix Mountain.
About 150 members of the Xiangyang Society immediately spread out around Phoenix Mountain to protect the 20,000 new brothers who had joined the Xiangyang Society. No movement could escape their sharp eyes.
The wandering cultivator Huangzuo noticed the situation of the original brothers of the Xiangyang Society, and knew that this was to protect them and create a safe environment so that they would have time to take and digest the Qianlong Ascension Pill and the Zhenlong Heavenly King Pill. He felt warm in his heart.
When the pills were distributed, many independent cultivators were so excited that their eyes filled with tears. Originally, they had only heard that Ye Xiangyang was particularly caring towards the brothers in the Xiangyang Society, but their experiences over the past few days made them understand that he was really caring, caring to the bone.
Healing pills and mysterious power pills are enough for their own use, and now they are also given elixirs that can improve martial arts talent. They finally understand. No wonder the five elders of the mainland and the fourteen great independent cultivators have joined the Xiangyang Club. Ye Xiangyang is really enthusiastic when interacting with others.
Who could have thought that after only half a month in joining the Xiangyang Society, they would distribute the Qianlong Ascension Pill and the Zhenlong Heavenly King Pill on such a large scale. These pills are treasures that every major sect and every powerful force is vying for.
One pill can improve one's martial arts talent by three levels. These people can be promoted to the throne of the Venerable and can cultivate to the level of the Imperial Throne. Their talents are astonishing in themselves. After taking these pills, it is only a matter of time before they are promoted to the Emperor.
When they heard that Xiangyang would have 150 emperors to protect them and that they could safely make the elixir in Phoenix Mountain, some of them shed tears with excitement.
After being in Xuanwu Continent for many years, even his brothers were not as caring as Ye Xiangyang.
"Captain, I will be at the forefront in the battle against the Golden Tribe."
"Yes, it's worth risking my life for President Ye Xiangyang."
"Learn the arts of literature and martial arts, and sell them to the imperial family. President Ye Xiangyang is the best seller."
"The president treats us as national heroes, so we must work as national heroes."
Suddenly, the 20,000 brothers on Phoenix Mountain were excited, and they all shouted and wanted to play as the vanguard for Ye Xiangyang.
The thrones hurriedly comforted them: "Brothers, this is the task that the president has given to each of our teams. Each of us is required to take and digest these pills as quickly as possible. If we fall behind, we will be holding back President Ye Xiangyang."
"Don't worry, Captain. Let's digest this pill quickly."
As a result, more than 20,000 people took the magical pills such as Qianlong Shengtian Pill and Zhenlong Tianwang Pill together.
Ye Xiangyang's spiritual power enveloped the entire Phoenix Mountain. He saw all the brothers taking the pills, sitting cross-legged in meditation, and starting to digest the pills. There was a relieved smile on his face.
Even if someone has a fortuitous encounter in the Eight Emperors' Remains, such an encounter is only possible for a very small number of people. Most people gain nothing, or even lose their lives in vain.
After these days of training, these people have become the backbone of the Xiangyang Society. With them, I have gained a lot in the ancient forest.
Tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, they will meet the Golden Tribe. It is unknown what the outcome of this meeting will be. Even if the Golden Tribe wants to go to war, he is not afraid. With four or five hundred throne masters and six titled emperors, he can fight the Golden Tribe with this force alone.
How many masters are there in the Jin Tribe? There are four emperors and more than two hundred thrones, plus the seventy thrones of the seven major tribes, only about three hundred people, which is twice as many as his own throne. The power of the throne is not inferior to that of the Jin Tribe. If this battle really breaks out, he is determined to win.
Even if he did not go to war with the Jin Tribe, he would inevitably have to fight with the Ghost Tribe in the future. Last year, he announced in Xiangyang City that the time for a war with the Ghost Tribe had come. In addition, they had secretly attacked his parents, and this time they leaked information to others, causing countless people to chase and intercept his brothers. The Ghost Tribe was extremely despicable.
The ghost tribe is a much more powerful race than the eight ancient tribes. It is hard to say how the battle will turn out. According to my own estimation, Xiangyang City already has the strength to challenge the ghost tribe.
The casual cultivators took the pills, sat cross-legged, circulated their own energy, and digested the pills.
Streams of warm energy flowed from his lungs to his limbs and bones, especially to his head. An extremely powerful energy rushed straight to his brain, and the foggy area in his mind was gradually shrinking.
At the same time, impurities on the body were driven out of the skin by the elixir, forming a foul and unpleasant smell. Many casual cultivators had their hair shaved and their marrow cleansed.
The dirt deposited on the body is completely discharged under the effect of the elixir.
My mind is so clear and it feels much bigger than before.
The sky was bright, the sun was rising, and some casual cultivators finally came back from their training. They felt greasy all over, and a pungent, foul smell reached their nostrils.
Looking at his body again, he saw a layer of dark and greasy covering his entire body. No wonder his talent in martial arts was so poor. It turned out that there was so much dirt hidden in his body.
Now, under the effect of the elixir, the dirt in my body has been discharged and my martial arts talent has been improved.
A light green cleansing talisman slowly floated in front of their eyes. These people took the talisman floating in front of their eyes, and swirled it over their bodies. A stream of water light passed by, and their entire bodies were clean.
After being washed thoroughly, these people were completely clean, and even their clothes were spotless.
They can even smell a faint fragrance emanating from their own bodies. This is the smell that comes from a body that is pure and flawless without any impurities. This smell makes people feel peaceful.
"It's so cool. They say the Xiangyang Society's elixirs are extremely magical. I didn't believe it before, but today I finally believe it."
"Yes, now I feel that joining Xiangyang Club was the right choice for me."
"I just don't know if my martial arts talent has increased."
There was indeed a curious person who took out a martial arts talent tester from his storage ring. A venerable with only six-star talent stepped forward and said, "Brothers, I originally had a sixth-grade talent. Let me give it a try to see if my talent has increased."
His arm was placed on the measuring instrument. The pointer of the measuring instrument grew rapidly, one, two, three... five, six, seven, the speed of the pointer kept increasing.
Eight, it has reached eight, which means that his martial arts talent has been promoted to the throne.
The needle became a little slow, but it was still rising steadily.
This casual cultivator stared at the pointer motionlessly, his eyes filled with joy that came from the cracks in his bones. He finally had ninth-grade martial arts talent.
What does this mean? It means that I also have the potential to become an emperor.
If you can't become an emperor, everything will be in vain. Becoming an emperor is the dream deep in the heart of every martial artist. Originally, his martial arts talent was only at the level of a martial arts master. A pill changed his fate and made it possible for him to become an emperor. The hope buried in his heart was finally realized, and tears sparkled in the eyes of this casual cultivator.
Wow! Countless viewers below burst into loud applause. Everyone knew what it meant for a martial arts talent to break through the ninth level, and they were happy for their fellow cultivators.
"Congratulations, brother. Congratulations, brother. You already have the potential to become an emperor."
"That's right, brother, you will definitely be a powerful emperor master in the future."
The man's face turned red and he didn't know what to say.
People took the test one after another, and as expected, all of them met the requirements to break through to the Emperor level.
After swallowing a golden pill, I realized that my fate is in my own hands. From now on, I have the possibility to control my own destiny. From now on, I will be the future emperor master.
Everything was given to me by President Ye Xiangyang. In order to repay the President, I should devote my life to him.
There were bursts of applause coming from the testing grounds one after another. Everyone had to test their martial arts talent, and without a surprise, everyone had the possibility of becoming the Emperor.
When the last person completed the martial arts talent test, Ye Xiangyang appeared.
He came in front of all the independent cultivators and said cordially: "My fellow independent cultivators, all the brothers who have just joined the Xiangyang Association, congratulations to everyone, congratulations to everyone, congratulations to everyone, congratulations to everyone for having the talent to become the top master of the Emperor and the most powerful master in the Xuanwu Continent."
Qian Li's eyes were still moist. Who did he rely on to have such talent? Wasn't it President Ye Xiangyang
"We are able to have such talents because of the president. The president has been very kind to us."
His heartfelt words made everyone feel the same: "The president's great kindness will never be forgotten."
These announcements spread across Phoenix Mountain. The exciting shouts resounded through the sky, and spread faintly within a hundred miles around Phoenix Mountain, stretching endlessly and echoing throughout the entire ancient forest.
Ye Xiangyang waved his hand and said, "My fellow cultivators, or my fellow cultivator seniors, everyone's growth is a blessing for our Xuanwu Continent. The great calamity of the Heavenly Demon is approaching, and whoever becomes stronger will add strength to our Xuanwu Continent."
"To fight the celestial demon, we need to train our troops. So how about we use the Golden Tribe as our first training ground?"
"Follow the president's instructions."
"Everything is up to the president."
"We will fight wherever the president commands."
Ye Xiangyang nodded: "Okay, in that case, let's go to the Jin Tribe. We want to seek justice from the Jin Tribe. I want to ask why they are hunting down my brother."
"There are constant wars on Xuanwu Continent, but Xuanwu Continent must be a reasonable continent. I will never allow my brothers to be bullied."
"No matter who it is, if they bully my brother, I will never agree to it."
These words made the casual cultivators' blood boil: "Destroy the Jin tribe and seek justice."
"Destroy the Golden Tribe and seek justice."