Martial Saint through Reading

How does the clan leader know about the river surface seven miles away?

Even without the heavy fog on the river now, it’s impossible to see what’s happening seven miles away, right?

Although surprised and doubtful, the two quickly understood why they needed to abandon the ship and land.

”Clan leader, elder, will Elder Feeng Yao and the clansmen be alright?” Feeng Yi was somewhat worried about the more than a hundred clan members on Elder Feeng Yao’s ship.

”Before the Blood Evil Sect and Wolf Race enter the clan territory, they won’t make a move against Elder Feeng Yao.”

Feeng Zhi’s voice turned serious: ”Feeng Yi, control the ship and dock it!”

”Yes.”

The ship was less than two miles from the riverbank, and soon the three of them approached the shore.

”Take this.”

Chu Ming took out two elixirs to fend off the miasma poison and then spread out the Sword Gourd Spirit to select their path forward.

This time, Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi did not hesitate at all; they took the elixirs and swallowed them immediately.

”Follow me.”

”Yes.”

The three of them entered the deep forest, quickly heading towards the Wind Spirit Water Valley in the southwest.

The path they took was smooth and unimpeded, like a naturally safe passage.

There were no cliffs blocking the way, nor did any exotic beasts appear.

Following behind, Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi grew increasingly in awe of the clan leader.

Both were more convinced than ever, the Clan Tree Spirit’s choice was not wrong.

The three of them traveled quickly, and before long, Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi’s faces were filled with excitement.

They had arrived within ten miles of the clan territory, an environment they were very familiar with.

But Chu Ming’s brow furrowed slightly.

Under the investigation of the Sword Gourd Spirit, large areas of the forest ahead had collapsed, as if crushed by something stampeding.

Without stopping, they traveled another three miles.

In just a moment, the Sword Gourd Spirit made a new discovery.

Ahead appeared a group of terrifying exotic beasts!

Long horns like blades... bodies as strong as tigers or leopards...

Exotic beasts, Sword-Horned Red Deer!

”Elder!”

At this moment, Feeng Yi picked up a small tuft of fur from the ground.

Feeng Zhi turned to look and his expression changed immediately.

”Sword-Horned Red Deer!”

”This is bad!”

”Not good!”

The two exclaimed almost simultaneously.

”Indeed, there is a group of Sword-Horned Red Deer in the clan territory,” Chu Ming said with a frown.

”Clan leader, our clan and the Sword-Horned Red Deer are mortal enemies!”

”The Sword-Horned Red Deer must have taken advantage of Elder Feeng Yao and me being away to attack the clan territory!”

Hearing from Chu Ming that there was a group of Sword-Horned Red Deer, Feeng Zhi became even more anxious.

”At first, Central West Valley was the territory of the Sword-Horned Red Deer. Our clan fled here and slaughtered a large number of them to occupy a place to live.”

”But because of this, the Sword-Horned Red Deer often attack our clan territory.”

”...”

As the three of them accelerated, Feeng Zhi recounted the history of the Wind Spirit Race’s migration to this place.

In summary, the Wind Spirit Race occupied the territory, and the Sword-Horned Red Deer, unwilling, have always sought to reclaim it.

”Clan leader, the Deer King of the Sword-Horned Red Deer is a Fourth Tier Late Stage exotic beast, with three Fourth Tier Early and Middle Stage underlings. If those beasts are attacking the clan territory now...”

Feeng Zhi did not dare to imagine the consequences.

In the past, the Wind Spirit Race was protected by clan elders and three elders, so even if the Sword-Horned Red Deer King led an attack, they gained nothing.

But now, he and Feeng Yao were not in the clan territory, leaving only a clan elder and another elder...

”The clan elder you’re talking about is probably injured.”

As the distance closed, the Sword Gourd Spirit had already covered the Wind Spirit Race’s territory.

The probe revealed that all the Wind Spirit Race members were within the clan territory, outside of which were nearly a thousand Sword-Horned Red Deer.

Among the herd was indeed one with a very powerful aura, comparable to the Perfection of the Meridian Unlocking Realm.

Inside the clan territory, the strongest was an elder at the Perfection of the Meridian Unlocking Realm and a youth at about the Five Meridian Unlocking.

Both the elder and the youth were injured.

”The clan elder is injured?!” Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi were even more anxious upon hearing this.

The two wished they could fly.

”This way.”

Chu Ming wasn’t as anxious because he had an idea in mind.

By reviewing history, summarizing it, and combining it with his own experiences, he knew that to control one’s destiny, one must become the rule-maker.

And this had always been his inner thought.

If he did not want to go with the flow, then let the flow move as he wished under this expanse of sky!

He planned to take the Wind Spirit Race under his wing.

But...

To make a tribe submit, just a clan leader’s name isn’t enough.

Before reaching the clan territory, the three had already heard the beastly roars that shook the mountains and forests.

From a high point, it could be seen that the Sword-Horned Red Deer herd and the Wind Spirit Race were in a standoff.

The Wind Spirit Race’s injured elder stood at the front with a green spear, leading a thousand clansmen to block the way.

Within the Sword-Horned Red Deer herd, the sharp antlers extended like a vast forest of red cold blades, chilling to the bone.

And the deer’s red bodies resembled a sea of fire.

”Roar——”

The Sword-Horned Red Deer King roared to the sky, and a thousand exotic beasts went berserk in an instant.

”Kill!”

The Wind Spirit Race’s elder Feeng Jun and Elder Feeng Ying led a thousand Wind Spirit Race members toward the exotic beast herd.

In an instant, weapons clashed, shaking the earth and sky.

”Clan leader!”

Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi arrived.

”Feeng Zhi, you?!”

From afar, the Wind Spirit Race elder Feeng Jun saw Feeng Zhi, and a look of surprise appeared on his solemn face.

But at that moment of distraction.

Slash—

A cold gleam flashed across Feeng Jun’s chest, with a violent gleam in the Sword-Horned Red Deer King’s cold eyes.

”Clan elder!”

The Wind Spirit Race clansmen were shocked and struck fiercely, trying to repel the exotic beasts to save the clan elder.

However,

The Sword-Horned Red Deer were highly intelligent and would not let the Wind Spirit Race succeed.

Especially the Sword-Horned Red Deer King, after one successful strike, followed up with another, giving the Wind Spirit Race elder Feeng Jun no chance to breathe.