Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

"I didn't want this, either."

Ba Dan spread out his hands helplessly and said, "Those below simply draped the cloak over me."

"Look, just look at you!"

The Barbarian Tribe Leader, somewhat frantic amidst the battle, took a moment to glance at Ba Dan and said in a burst of anger mixed with embarrassment, "I told you long ago, you just like it when everyone pushes you onto the throne, and then you put on a reluctant face while secretly enjoying sitting in this position."

"You still won't admit it, have you admitted it now?"

"Ba Dan, oh Ba Dan, you've kept up that facade for thousands of years, you are ruthless indeed, you've deceived everyone but you couldn't fool me, I saw through your true face a long time ago!"

"Sigh."

Ba Dan let out a soft sigh and weighed the giant hammer in his hand, "While I don't admit to what you just said, there is one thing you're right about, it does feel very good to be in this position now."

"So ..."

After taking a deep breath, Ba Dan pointed the giant hammer directly at the Barbarian Tribe Leader and roared, "All Barbarian tribesmen, upon killing the Old Clan Chief, all the Barbarian slaves shall regain their freedom!"

"The Barbarians and the Devil Clan will never coexist in peace!"

"Today is the day we annihilate the Devil Clan!"

"Roar!!"

As soon as his words fell, countless Barbarian slaves charged forward with red-rimmed eyes.

"King Ba Dan."

At that moment, the Second Elder of the Barbarian Tribe, who had just led hundreds of Barbarian giants to aid, quietly approached Ba Dan's side and said calmly, "Firstly, I highly commend you for becoming the Barbarian Tribe Leader. You have the strength and prestige for it, but about the Barbarian slaves, there is something I need to explain."

"The Barbarian Tribe Leader is extremely powerful but they also consume a vast amount of resources."

"Since ancient times, the resources of the Barbarian Tribe have only ever been sufficient for a small number of tribespeople to cultivate. Therefore, most of the Barbarian tribe had to be enslaved, providing the cultivation resources for a few. If the cultivation resources were distributed evenly, the result would be that there would no longer be any powerful individuals among the Barbarians, only mediocrity."

"The Old Clan Chief may have made many wrong decisions, but continuing the tradition of Barbarian slavery was a reluctant choice."

"I know."

Ba Dan looked towards the Second Elder beside him and spoke indifferently, "I have lived many years among the Barbarians. I am well aware of this matter, but have you ever thought that these Barbarian slaves actually do not care how much resources they can get from us?"

"They just want to rid themselves of the status of slaves."

"So that when they are outside, they can proudly say, 'I am from the Barbarian Tribe,' rather than finding ways to conceal their Barbarian brands."

"What if there are not enough resources? Did I rise by relying on the resources given to me by our race? No, I fought and claimed them with my own fists outside!"

"Distribute all cultivation resources evenly!"

"Those who want more resources should do as I did, fight for them outside."

"..."

After a long silence, the Second Elder whispered, "This will result in a high mortality rate."

"Barbarians have always grown through battle since ancient times. The secluded cultivation of the Human Race doesn't suit us. Barbarians need constant battle to grow, and besides ... it's also a way to make many friends."

Looking towards the people fighting ahead, Ba Dan smiled and said, "Don't confine the Barbarians, let them all out."

"Let them fight in the Heavenly Dao Secret Realm."

"Let them make their own friends."

"If every member of the Barbarian Tribe could make as many friends as I have, who then could dare to provoke the Barbarians in the future?"

"This ..."

The Barbarian Tribe's Second Elder said somewhat helplessly, "King Badan, not everyone has such good personal relations as you, and besides..."

"No."

Badan shook his head seriously, "I don't have anything special. It's just sincerity that I possess. Sincerity is the greatest weapon. The outside world has always had the impression that the Barbarian Tribe is dull-witted. The Old Clan Chief has always wanted to change this perception."

"I think there's no need to change it. That's not being dull-witted, it's being sincere."

"The minds of the Barbarian Tribe are naturally simple, that's how we're born why bother doing so many superfluous things to change this fact? We just need to maintain this one point."

"My thoughts are very simple."

"We can't use the excuse of insufficient resources to harm our tribesmen. I want to make every Barbarian proud to be a member of the Barbarian Tribe, not to brand them with the label of Barbarian slaves. Do you know how many Barbarian slaves out there hide the marks on their bodies and still take pride in being part of the Barbarian Tribe?"

"You regard them as slaves."

"But they still take pride in being part of the Barbarian Tribe."

"Is that fair to them?"

"It's not fair."

"The heavens might fall, the earth might sink, but only fairness lasts forever. Since I, Badan, am here, I shall find the word 'fairness' for all members of the Barbarian Tribe!"

"Let every Barbarian take pride in being part of the Barbarian Tribe!"

"..."

After a long silence, the Barbarian Tribe's Second Elder spoke in a low voice, "King Badan, I admit that it's very tempting, but it's a bit too idealistic."

"A slogan is such a thing that as long as it's shouted out, there will always come a day when it will be realized."

"But if you don't dare to shout it out, there will never come a day when it is realized."

Badan's expression grew distant as he gazed toward the east, "Just like Master Chen and I only met once, yet he was willing to lend me the Yin Emperor's Fortune. I think... sometimes, maybe only by believing in miracles can we truly welcome them."

"Right—"

Suddenly coming to his senses, Badan hurriedly staggered toward the Demon Clan Forest's central area, wielding his hammer, "Quick, quick, quick, don't let these Great Demons escape with the treasures of the Demon Clan!"

He had taken quite a bit of Healing Medicine. Although he was still seriously injured, he was barely able to walk.

The Yin Emperor's Fortune he owed Master Chen had not been returned yet.

He would see if he could find the Yin Emperor's Fortune of the Demon Clan and then return it to Master Chen. He had already taken possession of the Demon Clan Leader's Storage Ring but had not yet broken into it, so he didn't know whether the Yin Emperor's Fortune was inside this Storage Ring or in the treasure trove of the Demon Clan.

This was a significant matter!

If he could return this trace of the Yin Emperor's Fortune, he would feel much less burdened the next time he saw Master Chen. Otherwise, he really didn't know what he could offer in return for such a great favor.

"..."

Meanwhile, the Barbarian Tribe's Second Elder looked at Badan's retreating figure, his expression complex as he remained silent, not speaking. He couldn't help but feel a bit swayed by Badan's words; who wouldn't want their race to have more solidarity?

It's just...

Just what kind of person was Master Chen, to lend such a treasure to Badan after only a single meeting?

Could he be someone from the Sixth Grade Immortal Realm?

Unlikely.

But in the Fifth Grade Immortal Realm, would anybody readily lend the Yin Emperor's Fortune, such a treasure, to someone they'd only met once? To call it lending was almost no different from giving it away.

This must be a powerful patron. If the Barbarian Tribe could rely on the connection between Badan and this powerful individual, they would be much better equipped to face the upcoming tribulations.