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Wang Long stroked his chin, observing that although Fire Village had received such great favor from him, they still needed to be cautious and were unwilling to put all their bets on him. Moreover, he was not a proper disciple of the Holy Divine Gate and could not truly incorporate them: "Let's not overpraise us. Village Chief, let's discuss serious matters first. The current situation of Alin Village and Fire Village cannot continue like this for long. Not to mention the possibility of other factions like the Twin Sword Sect coming to trouble you due to your isolation, even if everything goes smoothly, your inability to exchange goods with the outside world will likely lead to continuous decline. Regarding the reconstruction of your village, I wonder if you have any plans in mind, Village Chief?"
This question truly caught them off guard. After being captives for so long, their only concern had been whether they could survive; who had the leisure to think about what would happen after their escape?
However, now that they had been rescued, this was indeed the most important matter for Fire Village. The Village Chief glanced awkwardly at several of his elders before suddenly brightening up and smiling: "Since Divine Master has mentioned this, you must have a solution in mind, right? We will follow Lord Wang Long's instructions."
Wang Long couldn't help but secretly praise the old fox.
The Fire Village Chief had previously insisted on the independence of Fire Village, but now seeing the situation, he realized that wanting to re-establish connections and trade with the outside world would require Wang Long's support and protection. There was no chance of losing face; they directly shifted to a stance that their future depended entirely on him.
"Cough cough, that's easy to say. However, in future actions regarding this matter, Fire Village should cooperate more with our overall plan," Wang Long stated clearly about the future initiative.
Having reached this point, they naturally had no objections and could only nod in agreement.
Although Wang Long did not pay much attention to the outcome between the mysterious youth Su Hao and the Twin Sword Sect, the village chiefs and elders of Fire Village were increasingly anxious. No matter how Wang Long analyzed it and explained that the Twin Sword Sect was no longer concerned about them, ensuring his return to their old lair was already a stroke of luck; it still could not dispel the concerns of several elders.
It wasn't until after three consecutive days of scouting by nine groups of spies that they finally felt at ease.
Fortunately, they were not too foolish; during these three days, they stabilized the new order in Fire Village while also selecting a merchant caravan and several warriors to accompany Wang Long eastward to Nanhua City.
"Alin Village has always avoided the Great Gobi, but your insights are quite impressive!" The Fire Village Chief said while seeing off Wang Long and others, analyzing further: "Our situation here is dire; surrounding villages have all been slaughtered by the Demon Clan. It is impossible for us to restore contact with the outside world. The only way forward is to attract other villages that have been destroyed for various reasons to settle here. However, while Divine Clan Sects do not interfere much with ordinary civilian activities, they have done some work to maintain control. For instance, every region has a large city; if we want to carry out such relocations, we must obtain approval from the Nanhua City Lord. This is the most time-efficient method."
Wang Long nodded in agreement.
In truth, he would have preferred to send his subordinates from Dragon City here to establish a village directly. However, doing so would expose them without sufficient preparation; no one could guarantee what awaited them. Additionally, both Alin Village and Fire Village had limited populations and had suffered greatly from recent calamities. Trying to allocate villagers to settle in those empty villages would only weaken each village's strength further; they might even struggle against the sand wolf packs within the Great Gobi.
"Village Chief, I wonder if there are any remarkable figures in Nanhua City. Don't you have some connections there? If we have someone to assist us when we arrive, it would make things much easier." Wang Long was discussing this without any pretense. In this matter, strength meant nothing; he knew that while he could be a savior in Alin Village and Fire Village, in a large city like Nanhua City, he would encounter true experts from the divine race. Naturally, it was best to avoid them if possible.
"We are also a remote area and don't know much about Nanhua City. All I know is that the City Lord of Nanhua City is named Lu Feng, who is quite powerful. Nanhua City has risen to become one of the nineteen major cities in the divine realm, and Lu Feng's contributions cannot be underestimated. For other matters, we can only rely on our village's expert Chen Yue from Xuanmen to help you. Although the various sects of the divine race manage their internal affairs very strictly, Chen Yue still has strong feelings for our village. When the major forces wanted to abandon us, it was Chen Yue who fought hard for us."
"Well, that's good. Village Chief, you can leave us here and wait for good news from the whole village."
This time, Wang Long brought Ying Sang, Haolong, and Asong from Alin Village, along with ten warriors from Fire Village. Most of them wouldn't be much help; at most, they could act as porters to carry things—after all, Fire Village had suffered far more than Alin Village, with countless elite warriors already dead in battle.
Only one named Xu Ying was considered a skilled leader among the commoners of the divine race.
Of course, that was just on the surface...
Wang Long sat in the cart enjoying the bumpy road when he suddenly sighed and threw the last peanut in his hand towards the roadside. The speed at which he threw it made it seem like he was attacking someone.
"Ouch!" Ying Sang and the others were surprised that he actually hit someone. They looked warily at the bushes nearby; although they had only had conflicts with the severely impacted Twin Sword Sect, their experiences in real battles had made vigilance second nature to them.
Wang Long watched Ying Sang and the others' reactions with satisfaction and waved his hand. "Don't worry; this time it's not an enemy. You two little rascals can come out now!"
"Master! You're so bad! You clearly knew we were here and still threw peanuts at us!"
The two people hiding behind the bushes came out reluctantly while pouting.
Seeing them, everyone else was fine, but Ying Sang was taken aback. "A-Yun, how did you get here?"
It turned out that following their convoy in the shadows were Little Tiger and A-Yun from Alin Village.
"Why can't the two of us come along?" Initially, the two felt guilty for sneaking out of the village without the elders' consent to follow their master’s group. However, their childish pride quickly took over. Before Ying Sang could question them, they took the offensive, "We are warriors of the village now, and we are also your master's disciples. We have learned magic and fought against sand wolves; we are no worse than any ordinary warrior! Master~~~ we want to stay by your side so we can learn magic faster. Please let us come along!"
"Stop being willful, you two!"
Ying Sang was about to scold them when Wang Long suddenly interrupted, "Alright, Ying Sang. It's natural for children to want to venture out and see the world; it's not necessarily a bad thing, so don’t be too anxious."
"So, does that mean you agree?"
"Hehe, that's right. Moreover, the people we need to greet now are not just the two of them. A-Yun, Little Tiger, did you feel pain when the master threw peanuts at you just now?"
"It hurt!" Upon hearing that Wang Long had agreed, the two children were overjoyed and answered eagerly. They thought perhaps Wang Long felt guilty and was trying to soothe their wounded spirits with a couple of magical treasures.
However, Wang Long turned his head towards the trees and shouted, "Friends over there can come out now! You heard me; I warn you that next time it won't be peanuts but stones!"
"Please, Your Excellency, show mercy!" To Ying Sang and the others' astonishment, another person emerged from behind the trees—a scholar they did not recognize at all!
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