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At this moment, looking down from the Furnace, one could see strands of fine forbidden yellow liquid being brewed from the Nine-Headed Demon Serpent Horn, slowly flowing at a very slow pace.
The liquid was almost stationary, having thickened to a certain degree, and if cooled, it would surely crystallize.
"It seems this should be the Divine Treasure Elixir; we succeeded," Lu Chen said to Yuanmo Laozu and the Golden Ancient One, unable to hide his excitement.
With the Divine Medicine, Yuanmo Laozu's hidden ailment would be cured, and the Golden Ancient One could also use the Divine Medicine to enhance his cultivation.
Soon, as the Divine Medicine was nearly finished brewing from the Nine-Headed Demon Serpent Horn, Lu Chen took the Furnace outside the volcano, first collected the Horn, and then carefully gathered the Divine Medicine into two portions. He gave one portion to Yuanmo Laozu, who immediately began to refine it.
The other portion was given to the Golden Ancient One, who also contributed to this success; now everyone was excited to receive their due reward.
Lu Chen decided to keep a segment of the Nine-Headed Demon Serpent Horn, as there were surely some residual Divine Medicine components left inside. The Horn itself was a precious medicinal material; Lu Chen planned to take it back and simmer it slowly over low heat to extract its essence for making Blood Pills for Old Mu, Lian Dashuang, and Yue Shaoting.
After consuming the Divine Medicine, Yuanmo Laozu immediately began refining it. His spirit improved significantly, and his complexion was no longer as pale and weak as before.
Now, Yuanmo Laozu appeared more youthful and energetic; his skin had a healthy glow, and even his hair became smooth instead of dry and messy.
After about half an hour, Yuanmo Laozu felt almost fully recovered. He stood up and tried to regulate his internal energy, feeling extremely smooth.
"Brother Lu Chen, thank you. I will remember your kindness," Yuanmo Laozu said earnestly. The effects of the Divine Medicine had not yet been completely digested; some residual power remained in his body that needed time to dissipate.
At this moment, Yuanmo Laozu's face was slightly flushed, resembling someone who had drunk too much; clearly, the potency of the medicine was quite strong. A stubborn ailment required a potent remedy; otherwise, how could it yield results?
"There's no need for such formality, Ancestor. Now that we've dealt with the Divine Medicine issue and everything else is settled, we can head back. Preventing the Ox is our top priority," Lu Chen reminded him.
Yuanmo Laozu nodded in agreement. "Indeed, it's time to return. This time I won't let those Minotaurs off easily."
While Yuanmo Laozu felt this way, it was truly Lu Chen who could help him deal with the Minotaurs and their Alliance. Without Lu Chen's support against the Minotaurs' strength that could rally much of the Wasteland Continent, their power would be enough to tear apart the Ape Demon Clan.
Now that the matter of Divine Medicine has concluded, Yuanmo Laozu and the Golden Ancient One have each taken half of the pure Divine Medicine, allowing for a very satisfactory collaboration. Thus, it is time for them to part ways.
"Ancient God, now that things have come to this point, what are your plans? Would you like to return to the city with us and join forces for a grand endeavor later?" Lu Chen invited.
He naturally hoped that the Golden Ancient One would ally with him and join Sun Zizhao's camp to strengthen their side's power.
With the Golden Ancient One's involvement, Lu Chen would have more confidence in dealing with the Four Great Sects, Eastern and Western Buddhism, the Seven Great Families of the Demon Lord, Qi Kingdom, and even the Deputy Governor.
The Golden Ancient One shook his head and said, "Forget it, I won't be going with you. I will not interfere in your battle with the Minotaur. My goals are only two: one is the Divine Medicine, and the other is for it."
The Golden Ancient One raised his hand to look at the Nine-Headed Demon Serpent in his palm. They had been entangled for a hundred years, and now there was finally a conclusion. The Golden Ancient One planned to keep the Nine-Headed Demon Serpent as his mount, which could be considered a fulfillment of merit.
"Since the Ancient God has already made up his mind, everyone has their own aspirations. I won't force you any further; we shall meet again," Lu Chen said to the Golden Ancient One.
"Take care," replied the Golden Ancient One, and then he soared into the sky and flew away.
Lu Chen opened Jun Bell and entered with Yuanmo Laozu. He then controlled Jun Bell towards the direction of the city.
That night, in the center of the city, a Large Cauldron was set up.
This Furnace was similar to the one Lu Chen used under the Volcano to cook the Nine-Headed Demon Serpent Horn; it was made of alloy.
Now another one was placed here. Lu Chen intended to refine the remaining Divine Medicine components from the Nine-Headed Demon Serpent and create Blood Pills to enhance the strength of his trusted subordinates.
The area beneath the Furnace was piled high with firewood, watched over by a dozen people. The Horn was placed directly inside the Furnace with its cut end facing downwards, using intense flames to ignite it while simmering gently.
The firewood had already formed a mountain; judging by this setup, it was unclear how long it would take to boil. Based solely on that firewood, it might take one or two months until it burned out.
Near the Large Cauldron, Lu Chen and others stood together, but Yuanmo Laozu was notably absent. He had chosen a quiet place to refine the remaining Divine Medicine and was fully focused on recovering his strength to its peak state.
At this moment, Lu Chen was listening to a report from Yue Shaoting. During Lu Chen's absence, she had been at the center of managing everything in the city.
The operations in the city are running smoothly, with everything functioning normally. However, the movements of the beast tribes in the north are rather unusual.
According to scouts and intelligence from the north, they have observed that the beast tribes are not quiet at all, especially the larger ones, which are intensively mobilizing their forces, indicating that something significant is about to happen.
When Lu Chen and Yuanmo Laozu reached an agreement to cooperate, Lu Chen had already used his methods to place spies in the north to gather intelligence and relay it back to the south at any time.
These methods were something Yuanmo Laozu could never have imagined before Lu Chen came along, nor did he know how to implement them.
During this time, the Ape Demon Clan has developed into an unprecedentedly prosperous state, with their numbers greatly increasing and food security no longer being a nightmare.
Especially with the logging and land reclamation techniques brought by Lu Chen, the land of the Ape Demon Clan has expanded significantly, allowing them to plant their desired crops for survival. Their income has increased, leading to unimaginable levels of happiness.
Now, the Ape Demon Clan no longer needs to fear surprise attacks from the beast tribes in the north. Combined with the Human Civilization brought by Lu Chen, their prosperity is something even Yuanmo Laozu cannot criticize.
From Lu Chen, Yuanmo Laozu and the entire Ape Demon Clan have learned that warfare is not solely dependent on brute force; wisdom is also essential.
True warfare is not as simple as randomly wielding swords and axes; it involves many aspects that they had never considered.
"Is there a budget?" Lu Chen asked simply.
Yue Shaoting blinked and replied, "Yes. Within a month, the beast tribes from the north will definitely attack; this has become an undeniable fact."
Upon hearing this, Lu Chen pondered for a moment and muttered to himself, "A month? That's quite fast. What about the Central Plains? Is there any new intelligence?"
Regarding the budget, Lu Chen had already established a budget team led by Yue Shaoting.
The team consists of highly intelligent individuals who are responsible for organizing and collecting intelligence. They perform various simulations and calculations to achieve predictive results.
The forecast that the beast tribes will descend southward to attack in a month is based on their budget. In the past, their budgets have been accurate, so it is believed that this time will be no different.
"There is some new intelligence from the Central Plains, but it's not significant. It's mainly about the movements of Han and Qi Kingdoms; both are secretly training troops and stockpiling equipment. A war is inevitable; it's just a matter of time. However, we cannot predict exactly when it will happen. One piece of information we do have is that the Great Zhou Emperor has issued a self-criticism edict," Yue Shaoting said slowly.
Lu Chen nodded and said, "It's alright. The budget is insufficient because the information is too limited. After all, we are too far from the Central Plains. No matter how advanced our intelligence agency is, we cannot change this reality. There's no need to rush; we just need to focus on the bigger picture."
Yue Shaoting nodded. She understood that the reason for the inadequacy in their efforts was due to the distance from the Central Plains to the Wasteland Continent. The thousands of miles of waterways were all vast oceans, making it impossible for news to be transmitted efficiently, no matter how skilled they were.
Lu Chen looked at the Large Cauldron in front of him. As it simmered over the fierce flames, a fragrant aroma wafted from within. Watching the flickering flames, his mind had already flown thousands of miles away to the Central Plains.
The Great Zhou Dynasty was barely hanging on, and no one knew how much longer it could endure.
Currently, the Central Plains faced both internal and external troubles. The feudal lords were restless, and the internal structure of the dynasty was unstable, with treacherous officials in power. Even among the common people, disasters were frequent; there were snow disasters in the north and floods in the south, leading to widespread complaints. The relief funds from the court could not be delivered, as they were often intercepted by corrupt officials along the way.
Such a situation had become chaotic like a pot of porridge, which is why the Great Zhou Emperor issued a self-criticism edict to reflect on his own mistakes.
In the past, emperors who managed the situation in the Central Plains would issue self-criticism edicts when faced with disasters or instability in their regime.
For example, the last emperor of the Former Han Dynasty issued a self-criticism edict as well, but it was already too late to reverse the decline of the court.
Now, the Great Zhou Emperor's issuance of a self-criticism edict seemed like a desperate struggle before death.
Everyone knew that Hu Yun was nearing its end; now there were less than two years left until the hundred years mentioned in legends.
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