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Despite the human race's internal conflicts, they presented a united front in the face of external threats. Should a dire situation arise, these foreign tribes wouldn't hesitate to wage war, invade, and plunder. A recent example was the turmoil stirred up by the Devil Cloud Sect, which left many foreign tribes eager to act. Yet, the Devil Cloud Sect proved to be more cunning than anticipated. The war they waged resulted in the destruction of numerous sects and countless warriors, but these were primarily from the middle and lower echelons. The Devil Cloud Sect carefully avoided provoking the headquarters of the other five major powers.
This meant that the elite forces of the Dongyuan Continent remained intact. The continent's fate wasn't shaped by the numerous mid-level and lower-level warriors, but by a select few at the pinnacle of power. The foreign tribes had been biding their time, waiting for the Devil Cloud Sect and the five great forces to engage in a devastating conflict that would weaken both parties. However, they didn't foresee the dramatic shift that was about to unfold.
The Dongyuan Continent's landscape transformed drastically, surpassing all expectations. The emergence of Lin Xuan, along with his unmatched and overwhelming strength, struck fear into the hearts of many. The Devil Cloud Sect was obliterated by his mere hand, a testament to his formidable power.
Although the upper echelons of the Dongyuan Continent suffered significant losses due to the downfall of the Devil Cloud Sect, the rise of Lin Xuan more than compensated for these setbacks. His strength far surpassed the combined might of those losses. No one on the continent could stand against him. The foreign tribes not only refrained from invading but also feared that Lin Xuan might retaliate against them.
Before Lin Xuan's arrival, the peak of combat power on the Dongyuan Continent was at the Emperor Level, and they were already an insurmountable force for the human race to contend with in warfare. Now, with the advent of a fearsome being who transcended the Emperor Level and regarded its pinnacle as mere insects, the balance of power had shifted dramatically.
Lin Xuan's presence had completely shattered the equilibrium of the Dongyuan Continent.
Indeed, the fate of innumerable martial artists, members of the Barbarian Tribe, and all creatures on the continent lay in his hands.
Should Lin Xuan desire to pillage these tribes further, those who wished to avoid annihilation would likely have to proactively surrender and offer up their ancestral treasures.
These tribes were undeniably strong.
Yet, even their formidable strength was rendered futile against his overwhelming power.
Countless races had once thrived across the continent, but only a handful had survived the test of time.
Survival hinged not just on intelligence but also on the willingness to capitulate.
They conserved their vitality.
The unyielding ones had long since vanished.
Fortunately, Lin Xuan appeared to have no interest in troubling these foreign races.
For them to maintain their sovereignty and keep their ancestral treasures was undoubtedly the best outcome.
They wouldn't dare contemplate another assault on human lands.
Without confirmed news of Lin Xuan's demise, they lacked the audacity to act.
With the leaders of the five major halls absent, no one dared to cause a stir.
There was no need for undue concern.
At that moment,
The Martial Puppet, accompanied by Wei Zhengzhen, Cang Shuiyue, Yang Mao, and others, soared through the skies.
They reached the plaza atop the Zhenwu Branch's peak.
Lin Xuan was seated there in meditation, delving into the mysteries of the Body Refining Divine Art, awaiting the outcome.
"Subordinate pays respects to the Hall Master!"
The Martial Puppet led the way, with Wei Zhengzhen, Cang Shuiyue, and the others bowing in succession.
Then, the Martial Puppet presented a collection of storage rings and respectfully reported,
"Hall Master, these are the tributes you requested.
They represent half of the reserves from the various Emperor Level powers across the Dongyuan Continent.
Your subordinate has already tallied them, and the count is approximately accurate.
However, there have been some minor issues."
The Martial Puppet levitated the storage rings with spiritual energy, placing them before Lin Xuan.
He then reported that individuals from the Eastern Righteous Hall, Elemental Spirit Hall, and the other four halls had embezzled some treasures.
Upon discovery, they had not only returned the missing items but also added a little extra to make amends.
Wei Zhengzhen, Yang Mao, and others stood by, awaiting the outcome.
Lin Xuan remained composed, his expression unchanging. He casually selected a few storage rings and probed them with his divine sense to inspect the contents. Inside, there were more than just spirit stones. He found an assortment of pills, ores, spirit herbs, and spirit weapons, among other items. Their levels varied; some were at the Emperor Level, while others were merely at the King Level.
The mission had come on so suddenly, and the time allotted was extremely short. It was too late to convert half of his savings into spirit stones. Such a scenario was to be expected.
Lin Xuan was unfazed. He planned to sell everything to the Million Treasure Pavilion upon his return to the Central Essence Continent, in exchange for top-grade spirit stones or other useful resources. As long as the total quantity was sufficient, he wasn't concerned about the quality.
The contents of the other storage rings were similar, none of which could compare to the Six Great Forces. These forces were the pinnacle of power on the Dongyuan Continent, exerting control over the entire land. They stood a whole level above the rest, and the disparity was both clear and justified.
Lin Xuan had realistic expectations. If the quality was lacking, he'd make up for it in quantity. The Emperor Level forces couldn't hope to match the Six Great Forces in a head-to-head confrontation. Yet, in terms of numbers, they outnumbered the Six Great Forces by several or even tenfold. Combined, they were still a formidable force.
Lin Xuan didn't see the point in wasting more time on individual verification. Continuing such thorough checks would be too draining. He had already had the martial puppet do a preliminary count. After a spot check, he decided not to inspect any further. His trust in the martial puppet was strong, primarily because he wielded control over its life. There was no need to fret about other issues. A single act of disloyalty, and the puppet would be useless for life.
Should any problems arise later, the martial puppet would be required to cough up a steep price, the severity of which was hard to fathom.
Lin Xuan believed that the martial puppet would be able to understand its own role.
With a wave of his hand, Lin Xuan collected all the storage rings, each containing half of the wealth amassed by various Emperor Level powers, into his walkspace. His purse was now genuinely bulging. For the foreseeable future, he wouldn't be short on cultivation resources.
Once he returned to the Central Essence Continent, if time permitted, he planned to go into seclusion to advance his cultivation level. If time was too tight, he would have to wait until after his return from the ancient battlefield to seek seclusion.
Back on the Central Essence Continent, he had the backing of Empress Yu Long, a true Half-level Emperor. Moreover, he was considered the foremost individual just below the Half-level Emperor rank. Unless he found himself besieged by multiple Half-level Emperors, there was no need to fear for his safety.
Regarding the martial puppet's mention of greed for treasures within the various halls, Lin Xuan had anticipated such behavior. Encountering this type of situation was nothing new or surprising to him.