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After returning home, Chen Mobai had another meal with his mother, Tang Panchui, and then under her prattling, went back to his own room.

Glittering silver.

He was back in the Tianhe Realm again.

He carefully stepped out of the burrow he dug, relieved to see the log cabin still stood.

After confirming no demonic beasts had reached the island, Chen Mobai got dressed and returned to his team.

“How does it feel, isn’t it uncomfortable resting at home?”

Qi Rui came up laughing when he saw him return, giving a friendly pat on his shoulder.

“Not at all.”

“How is it possible? Last time I brought the ashes of Brother Wang back, I rested for a day. When I lay in bed and closed my eyes, all I could see was myself fighting beasts here. I couldn’t rest at all.”

Hearing these words, Chen Mobai shook his head. He had rested at his own house in the land of Di Yuan, where he had no fear of beasts attacking.

“How is the situation?”

“Better than ever before.”

The one speaking was Wang Yuanwu. Chen Mobai was stunned when he saw him; one of his hands was bandaged and hung around his neck.

“Those bastards attacked last night. We informed Uncle Ning in time, but I still lost a hand. However, I’ve already reattached it with a Renewal Talisman.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Mobai quickly looked around, noting that there were three less people in their team.

He asked and found out that among them, one had died and two others were seriously injured and had left the team.

Given this, it was clear that the battle last night must’ve been particularly fierce.

If only I had been here.

Chen Mobai felt slightly guilty.

“Don’t worry, we are about to enter the final stage soon, there won’t be any more casualties.”

At this point, Qi Rui, understanding Chen Mobai’s feelings, gave his shoulder a pat.

Not far away, on a stone, Shi Pengyi also waved and greeted him.

Feeling slightly relieved, Chen Mobai didn’t seem to understand Qi Rui’s words.

“Is it ending soon? Did the Divine Wood Sect send more reinforcements?”

“Old Ancestor Fu personally went to Cloud Dream Marsh and relocated to Fengyu Fort, allowing the Foundation Establishment masters from our sect to withdraw from there. Two of them were transferred to Green Light Island, ensuring a steady hold now.”

Hearing this, Chen Mobai couldn’t help but rejoice.

Unconsciously, he had come to consider himself a part of Green Light Island.

“Now we just wait for when Old Ancestor Fu and Real Man Nu Jiang can spare time to clear out the outer areas of the Cloud Dream Marsh.”

Even though the Divine Wood Sect and Golden Cliff had split off from the Five Elements Sect, during the peace treaty, it was agreed that both factions would respond to the call and help suppress the seal left by the old ancestor Hun Yuan in case any unusual activity occurred among the Cloud Dream Marsh monsters.

This was precisely why, every ten years, the Divine Wood Sect would station a group of Foundation Establishment cultivators at the Fengyu Fort.

Of course, all the gains from hunting the monsters belong entirely to them.

Markets such as Green Light Island were originally established to deal with the harvest obtained by Foundation Establishment Cultivators from hunting Demonic Beasts deep in Cloud Dream Marsh. As things progressed, the two elders of the sect discovered the profitability of these markets, hence paid it more attention.

This time, six island markets of the Divine Wood Sect in Cloud Dream Marsh were besieged by Demonic Beasts, two of which failed to hold up and have already fallen.

Green Light Island, being on the outermost periphery and relatively close to the mainland, didn’t have many Demonic Beasts coming over. Plus, thanks to Zheng Deming’s appropriate handling, it suffered the least losses.

“I’ll watch over tonight.”

Chen Mobai volunteered, and Wang Yuanwu didn’t refuse. It was already Qi Rui’s team’s turn.

It seems they’ve become addicted to ambushing.

At night, indeed, a flock of Black Plague Birds took advantage of the darkness to attack from within the black clouds.

However, with Chen Mobai’s Defense in place and the coordinated cooperation, the defense line was firmly held. Plus, Wang Yuanwu allowed his junior, Liu, to draw upon the spiritual energy from the Earth Veins and once again activate the Sacred Tree Divine Light. They finally waited until two Foundation Establishment Cultivators arrived.

One was Ning Leshan from the Golden Cliff, and the other was Peng Bei of the Divine Wood Sect, who hurried from Wind and Rain Fort.

The former was a Sword Cultivator, while the latter was known for hunting Demonic Beasts year-round and was extremely ruthless.

Not a single bird from this flock of Black Plague Birds was able to flee; all were killed on this cliff.

Even the two Foundation Establishment Cultivators felt unsatisfied, so they went out of the island and fiercely battled with two Rank-2 Bird Kings.

However, it was the Bird Kings’ home ground outside. They controlled their flock and arranged a simple battle array. The Foundation Establishment Cultivators couldn’t break through and were even trapped instead.

Only until dawn did the two Foundation Establishment Cultivators, who had exhausted too much Spiritual Power, order the West Bank to launch four Sacred Tree Divine Lights, dispersing the battle array controlled by the two Rank-2 Bird Kings, and they safely retreated.

“Why haven’t these damned beasts retreated yet?”

After the two Foundation Establishment Cultivators came back and greeted them, they flew back to the center of the island. But Wang Yuanwu was a bit puzzled watching the flock of Black Plague Birds on the barren reef, which was only a quarter of its initial size.

“Perhaps they received orders.”

The order of demonic beasts is very primitive; the lower ranks obey the higher ones.

“Maybe, we still have to be cautious, so as not to make a mistake at the last moment and let these damned beasts rush onto the island.”

Wang Yuanwu, dragging his newly reattached arm that started bleeding again due to the intense battle, sat under the Spirit Tree and practiced Qi Cultivation.

“Since you’re cultivated, Wang, aren’t you a True Disciple of your Divine Wood Sect?”

Chen Mobai and Qi Rui were chatting while drinking on the side. Qi Rui nodded and shook his head after hearing this.

“Twenty years ago, Brother Wang was indeed a True Disciple, but he failed in Foundation Establishment, and therefore stepped down from the True Disciple’s position. He’s still paying off the debt for that Foundation Building Pill.”

“What?”

At this, Chen Mobai widened his eyes in disbelief.

“What’s so surprising about that? Do you think that every True Disciple can gather ten thousand contribution points to exchange for a Foundation Building Pill? If they aren’t gifted by elders, they have to borrow from sect brothers.”

Qi Rui had nothing to hide from Chen Mobai. After a couple of drinks, he spilled about the Divine Wood Sect’s exchange for Foundation Building Pills.

“Actually, the sect supports this. After all, the longer a Foundation Building Pill is stored, the more medicinal power it loses.”

“Even the most talented disciples can hardly gather ten thousand contribution points in just ten years. So to avoid wasting Foundation Building Pills, the sect allowed elders to gift contribution points or peer disciples to lend to each other.”

“Generally, as long as you behave appropriately, and you’re a True Disciple, we’re willing to lend. If, by any chance, the brother you lend to succeeds in Foundation Establishment, you would have a great favor in return. In the future, if you need to borrow contribution points to exchange for a Foundation Building Pill, won’t they help you in return?”

“Foundation Establishment Cultivators can complete sect missions with contribution points at least ten times higher than us Qi Cultivators. If you’re lucky and lend contribution points to two or three True Disciples who succeed in Foundation Establishment, you can basically borrow enough contribution points to exchange for a Foundation Building Pill..”