Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

"A long time ago, someone from the Evil Demon Clan transformed into a female giant and deceived the heart of a Barbarian Tribe leader, who, in a fit of embarrassed rage, declared an irreconcilable stance against the Evil Demon Clan."

"Also, that Dragon Clan member beside you, have you noticed his eyes have turned red?"

"..."

Chen Qiu glanced at the departing silhouette of Deceit Buddha, slightly raising his eyebrows. He was surprised to learn about the history between the Evil Demon Clan and the Barbarian Tribe, but it seemed reasonable given their thousands of years of inheritance — conflicts were inevitable.

For instance...

This time he even ordered Deceit Buddha to gather all his subordinates distributed across various continents. They were to collect Spirit Stones, a manpower he couldn't afford to waste.

This included Ao Tian, the Dragon Clan Patriarch.

At that moment, Ao Tian, with eyes red as blood, surveyed the row of vomiting Barbarians below. Clearly, if it weren't for the current temporary alliance, Ao Tian might have already pounced on them.

After all, the relationship between the Barbarian Tribe and the Dragon Clan wasn't good. Thousands of years ago, the Dragon Clan was the main dish on the Barbarian menu. To this day, the delicacies of dragon meat and various recipes were handed down from the Barbarian Tribe.

For the Barbarian Tribe, the Devil Clan's flesh, mere fleabite-sized, was only good for getting stuck in the teeth.

Big, tightly-muscled creatures like the Dragon Clan were the true delicacies of the human world.

"Uh..."

Chen Qiu was momentarily at a loss for words, unsure how to mediate. Having many friends wasn't always good, especially when they didn't get along with each other.

"It's alright."

Ao Tian took a deep breath, then shook his head "I know what to do. I just got carried away by emotions inherited from our past. You know... thousands of years ago, the Dragon Clan and the Barbarian Tribe were always at odds. Our inherited memories tell us, the first thing we do upon encountering Barbarians is... to decapitate immediately!"

"Is it really to decapitate immediately?"

Fat Long, hovering nearby, curiously asked, "Weren't you Dragon Clan their food thousands of years ago? Wasn't the Barbarian Tribe stronger then? Wouldn't the first thing be to run away immediately? To have the capability to immediately decapitate?"

"What do you know?! What do you know!"

For some reason, Ao Tian was blushingly furious and exclaimed, "How could we possibly flee, the Dragon Clan never retreats! Besides, if the Dragon Clan hadn't been defeated back then, such a minor Barbarian Tribe wouldn't dare provoke us!"

"The Dragon Clan is the greatest clan under the heavens!"

"On par with the Human Race!"

"Back in the day, there were only three major races in existence—Human Race, Dragon Clan, and Devil Clan. The Barbarian Tribe had nothing to do with it, just a minor tribe from some remote corner daring to be arrogant!"

"Of course."

Chen Qiu patted Fat Long's shoulder, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Since there's nothing else, let's get to work. Your six teams can decide on their own which routes to take, just check the map."

Then he looked down at a leading member of the Barbarian Tribe: "Check this map as well. We're heading northwest, and you guys head southwest. Move fast. We'll meet here when the sun rises tomorrow, and don't get greedy..."

After giving instructions.

The Chao Tian Sect's six teams and a crowd of Barbarians shot towards the horizon.

The city below was already deserted, not a single Spirit Stone left, clearly having been visited by the Evil Demon Clan.

He then led Fat Long and a few others toward the farthest city at the edge of the Continent.

He had plenty of Spiritual Energy and could replenish it relatively easily. In this Spiritless Land, there weren't many restrictions for him; even if it meant absorbing Spiritual Energy from Spirit Stones, he absorbed it much faster than others. S.am.ple% fr$o+m@ My Vir^tua.l L%i^b.ra$r@y E-m!p*ir@e*—r%e$a*d. mo.r-e$ on M^&+V!LEMPY&R*.

The Spiritless Land's effect on him was minimal.

Others had to be conservative with their Spiritual Energy, but he had no such concerns.

However...

There were just too many cities on this Continent, thousands in total. It was impossible to visit them all in one night, so they only targeted the larger cities which were also populated with enough living creatures.

The rest of the cities would be left to those who followed.

And the collectible Spirit Stones included not just those out in the open, but also those within family treasure vaults, shops, and so forth!

All the wealth of a Continent lay undefended before everyone. This opportunity was enough to drive everyone crazy, even though it was only a First Grade Continent lacking in high-grade natural treasures.

But as for Spirit Stones,

Even in the Immortal Realm, they were absolute hard currency, useful on any Continent. No one ever thought they had too many of these.

...

Chen Qiu led Fat Long and a few others, speeding toward the edge of the Continent at maximum speed, passing through many cities along the way. Without exception, each city was strewn with rubble and flesh, numerous Spirit Stones scattered among the pools of blood.

Those not mentally strong enough, even if they picked up many Spirit Stones, might end up afflicted with a Heart Demon.

The Barbarian Tribe didn't need to worry about this, as simplicity of mind sometimes had its benefits, like in this case—not overthinking, just picking up Spirit Stones was enough.

Nor did the Evil Demon Clan ponder over it, even though Deceit Buddha always claimed to be a good Buddha. Both "Deceit Buddha" and "Evil Demon" were hardly auspicious terms. Even if not the type to enjoy slaughtering living creatures, they wouldn't be much better. Yet the members of the Chao Tian Sect had to be concerned, as those mentally fragile might indeed be haunted by a Heart Demon.