Chapter 269: Flying Cavalry Tribe

ith some even reaching the ninth rank, their strength might be stronger than this iron corpse sheath, even. For entering its territory, not only the iron corpse sheath, but also himself, would be hunt...It's free, generated once a day. If you have some, don't waste it, throw it out and be grateful.)

A gentle and soothing medicinal power spread from Su Qing's body, nourishing her ruptured meridians and internal organs. The comfortable feeling of slowly recovering after a severe injury made Su Qing let out a slight groan.

Seeing Su Qing's complexion improve at a visible rate, Lu Xiaoteng and Luo Qian both let out a breath of relief. It seemed the medicinal pill's treatment effect was very good.

Luo Qian inadvertently glanced at Lu Xiaoteng, couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. Lu Xiaoteng's background he knew all too well. When entering Lingxiao Palace, he was just an ordinary cultivator, and his aptitude was also very ordinary, even poor. It was precisely because of this that when Lu Xiaoteng defeated him, Luo Qian couldn't accept it for a time, taking it as shame. And this state of mind didn't change for a long time. Even after he reached the foundation-building stage, it was still the same. He held back his breath and wanted to compete with Lu Xiaoteng.

Every time I felt my cultivation base was sufficient, my strength surged, and I was full of confidence wanting to spar with Lu Xia Tian again. However, before I could find a suitable opportunity to challenge him, I would often discover that the gap between us had widened even further. Just the Dan Yuan artifacts, Lu Xia Tian already possessed a blazing flame sword, and that incredibly sharp earth-splitting blade. This time, he had also snatched a Bi Jiao Pearl from Cheng Tao's hands. The fire dragon scale armor he wore was also an invaluable treasure, along with two sixth-rank peak puppets. But that wasn't all, there was even the rare Qing Shuang Long Kui Dan. Coupled with the fast Qing Feng sail, these things were probably beyond the reach of even a moderately well-off Jindan cultivator. I couldn't help but wonder where Lu Xia Tian had plundered his wealth from - a hidden cave or some blessed land

However, thinking of Lu Xia Tian's astonishing cultivation base, Luo Qian could only smile bitterly. Being in a different place, even if he had Lu Xia Tian's things, wearing that incredibly defensive scale armor, and holding the Dan Yuan magic weapon, he would absolutely be unable to repel the attack of ten or so Foundation Establishment cultivators in a short time. He killed Cheng Tao, whose strength was no less than his, with one blow, and obtained the Bi Jiao Pearl. He is indeed a mysterious person. Shaking his head, Luo Qian temporarily put aside the idea of fighting Lu Xia Tian. There was an inexplicable feeling of lightness in his heart.

Lu Xia Tian, who was meditating with his eyes closed, felt that his injuries had recovered quite a bit. Naturally, he didn't know that in a short time, Luo Qian had already experienced such a huge change in his heart. However, he did feel that the look in Luo Qian's eyes had lessened its hostility. Even though he was closing his eyes to heal, his other primordial spirit could clearly sense everything around him.

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At this moment, Lu Xiaoteng's eyes suddenly opened. He stared at the small black dot in the distance, which was gradually enlarging. In a blink of an eye, it revealed its shape. To be precise, there were five cultivators on top of it. Five giant birds with emerald green feathers, long beaks, and white tufts on their foreheads—they were White-headed Storks! The leading White-headed Stork was slightly larger with wings spanning over three meters. It was already a sixth-rank flying creature. The remaining four were all fifth-rank flying creatures.

Luo Qian's expression changed slightly. He could feel that at the speed of Qingfeng Sail, if only Lu Xiaoteng was on board, they would still be faster than these white-headed storks. But after adding himself and Su Qing, their speed inevitably slowed down. Earlier, Lu Xiaoteng had mentioned that there were people outside blocking them, but he didn't take it too seriously. After all, with Lu Xiaoteng's strength plus his own, they wouldn't go looking for trouble, so they just wanted to avoid being caught and teach the other party a lesson. He never expected these painstakingly set up traps to be so grand, taking out five spiritual birds in one go, each with considerable power. Especially in this sky, these spiritual birds were simply hegemonic figures.

"Leave behind your storage bags and this flying vessel, and I'll spare your lives!" The one sitting atop the sixth-order white stork was a middle-aged man with only one eye on his right. Seeing the Qingfeng Sail, his single eye lit up. He marveled that all three of them could travel at such a speed. If there were only one person, they might not even be able to catch up.

“No, uncle, there’s still that woman, I must keep her.” The young man in blue following closely behind the white stork saw Su Qing's beauty and said with bright eyes.

“Yes, storage bags, magic weapons, and even the women will be left behind!” The three cultivators who followed chuckled, seemingly treating the other party as prey they could hunt at any time.

“There’s a kind of single out to fight a battle.” Hearing the other’s words, Luo Qian drank with a face ashen.

"Just hit him." The young man in blue scoffed, just about to charge forward when the middle-aged man with an eyepatch stopped him.

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“Uncle, this kid is too arrogant! Let me go deal with him!” The young man in blue glared at Luo潛 with a fierce look in his eyes, his fighting spirit surging.

"We have limited manpower, and we need to deal with discovered enemies as quickly as possible. Otherwise, once our whereabouts are exposed, it will eventually be a problem." Dugu Zhongnian waved his hand and said.

“At our speed, who could possibly catch up” the young man in blue said, though his forward momentum slowed.

"Stop fooling around, we have serious business to attend to. If other treasure-seeking cultivators take advantage of the situation and escape our encirclement, we'll lose the Golden Condensation Fruit! You'll be responsible for the consequences!" The old man with a single eye glared sternly at the young man in blue, then raised his hand. "Prepare to attack!"

“The Feiqibing Clan of the Heavenly Realm!” Lu Xiaoteng saw the opponent's blue javelin. In the Heavenly Cultivation Realm, there were many nomadic clans, whose fighting styles were inherited from these nomadic clans—fierce and swift as the wind. He had been a little puzzled before, wanting to set an ambush circle around the location of the Golden Condensing Fruit. He wanted not only to collect the Golden Condensing Fruit but also to kill and rob the cultivators who came over, It was difficult to do so with too few people, and it was easy to expose themselves and alert other cultivators with too many. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the Feiqibing Clan of the Heavenly Realm. This made perfect sense. With the speed of these spirit birds, ordinary cultivators, even if they flew on swords, would find it difficult to escape the pursuit of these birds. In aerial combat, members of the Feiqibing Clan had a unique advantage. When they descended to the ground, the Feiqibing Clan was at a high vantage point. The blue javelins, aided by gravity's acceleration, were even more powerful, indeed difficult to deal with.

The term "Flying Cavalry Tribe" is a general designation, not referring to a single sect. Many cultivators in the northwestern region of the Celestial Realm keep spirit beasts, continuing their lineage either through families or gangs. Although their numbers are not large, they have developed a unique style in both combat and survival methods, and are extremely xenophobic. They are collectively referred to as the Flying Cavalry Tribe by other cultivators.

"Haha, you kid has an eye for quality. Didn't expect you to even know about our Flying Cavalry tribe. But the more you know, the faster you die. But seeing as you have good taste, old man will let you die a more pleasant death." The last man in the squad, a big man clad in tiger-skin, laughed arrogantly.

> is nothing but a turtle shell, and it doesn't improve one's cultivation. I'm not really interested. Give me Zhenlei from Zhumu, and we'll call it even. We won't help each other anymore.” Lu Xiaoteng...