12: The Black Horn Group was furious!

The Black Horn Mountain Range stretches for thousands of miles, crisscrossing in every direction.

It harbors an unknown amount of filth and grime.

Among the mountains, countless hidden spell formations have been laid out.

A figure darted through the desolate mountains, looking disheveled and trembling all over.

He was clearly terrified to a certain Realm.

He stopped beside a pile of broken rocks and took out a fuse, and the air before him rippled in layers.

A martial artist, dressed in the Black Horn Gang's robes, curiously poked his head out. Seeing Xiao Liu's miserable state, his expression suddenly changed.

"What happened?"

"Hurry, come in, come in!"

One incense stick later.

Above the Black Horn Gang's main hall, the crowd was agitated.

In the seat below, an old man in white clothes, with an aged face but hair as black as ink, retracted his hand. The emerald green magical light in his palm gradually faded.

Looking at the fine stitches on the tongue inside, he nodded, then slowly began to put away his items.

A refined middle-aged man, fanning himself, asked with concern,

"Immortal Master Ge, how is the situation?"

Immortal Master is generally a title for Cultivators.

So, without surprise, the person before them was also a Qi Refining Cultivator.

Immortal Master Ge nodded casually upon hearing the question and said,

"Fortunately, the assailant did not use other methods to kill its vitality, nor did he burn it intoRotten meat. I used a minor Spring Return Spell to stitch his wound, but it will still take several years to recover."

"A tongue is not like the five limbs; a second one will never grow in a lifetime. It's better to be careful."

"Remember not to eat through your mouth from now on. I will make a hole in your body and connect a tube. You can just mash the food and put it in there."

"Additionally, the Yellow Sand Plains has dry weather. Although there are no various viruses bred by dampness, you still need to be careful and vigilant."

The refined middle-aged man, however, asked a crucial question.

"Immortal Master Ge... what about Xiao Liu Zi's martial arts in the future?"

Immortal Master Ge glanced at him, got up and left on his own, and said casually,

"At the very least, before he can speak, he shouldn't practice martial arts or fight with others, lest his Qi and blood rush to his tongue."

"I understand, thank you, Immortal Master Ge."

"Hmm."

After Immortal Master Ge left, the entire Black Horn Gang's main hall immediately erupted into chaos.

Some were sharpening their knives, ready to cut someone down at the drop of a hat.

Some had gloomy faces, already preparing to poison someone.

Some were cautious, constantly asking who had made the move, wanting to know their background.

Others remained aloof, not caring about the matter.

The commotion disturbed the assembly hall above, shaking down some dust.

Then, a burly figure stood up and slammed the table.

The iron-made table boomed, suppressing the voices of the others.

His voice was rough and wild, and he said in a deep tone,

"Calling out like flies, it's annoying my ears."

"Xiao Liu Zi, just tell us who did it. If they're not a big shot, someone living in Black Horn Mountain, or some kind of Loose Cultivator, just say it. Our brothers will naturally help you get justice."

"But if you've offended someone you shouldn't have, don't blame us brothers for not helping you out."

"You know, in this area of Black Horn Mountain, you have to be sharp-eyed to live long. Our brothers can't possibly sacrifice their lives for your tongue, can they?"

Xiao Liu no longer had his previous fierce demeanor; he was now whimpering and crying like a little wife, annoying everyone.

Zhou Si's eyes widened.

"Don't be like a woman, speak!"

Only then did Xiao Liu take out a blood-stained Dao Guide from his embrace.

Zhou Si didn't understand the characters, but he felt the Dao Guide's Materials were extraordinary, and his expression became more serious.

And the refined Zhou San, upon seeing the character 'Shen' on the Dao Guide,

His brows furrowed into a 'Sichuan' shape!

His face turned even darker, and he asked,

"Where did you provoke the Shen Family?"

Xiao Liu wrote down everything in detail.

Upon seeing this, Zhou San read through the events and remained silent for a long time.

Zhou Si, beside him, was extremely anxious.

"Third Brother, what exactly happened? Give us a word!"

"Yeah, are we going to make a move or not?"

"Make what move? Do you want to challenge an Immortal Master one-on-one?"

Zhou San said coldly.

That wasn't all; Zhou Si immediately followed up by saying,

"What Immortal Master or fake person? If you're not convinced, just fight!"

"Fourth Master, Third Master is talking about... a Foundation Establishment True Person."

"A Foundation Establishment True Person? Just pretend I just farted!"

At this moment, a thin, gloomy-faced young man stepped forward and asked,

"Third Master, didn't we already reach a deal with Seventh Master Shen? The Shen Family shouldn't have to deal with us like this."

Zhou San pondered and said,

"Seventh Master Shen is Seventh Master Shen, but he is not the Shen Family."

"This time, it's a young punk, and according to Xiao Liu, he's an Immortal Seedling."

Upon hearing the words "Immortal Seedling," many of the Black Horn Gang's martial artists dared not speak again.

Immortal Seedlings are the most precious group of people among all Cultivation families. They may still be weak now, but their status is already extremely noble.

If they pass another thirty to fifty years, they might become incredible Immortal Masters.

Their situation compared to these martial artists is simply worlds apart.

Especially an Immortal Seedling with such a background, their growth speed is very fast, and the probability is also very high.

If they are targeted, they will suffer greatly.

Don't look at how arrogant Seventh Master Shen is; his confidence also comes from the reserve Immortal Seedlings he cultivated.

And the one who went to Black Ridge City this time was actually a true Shen Family Immortal Seed.

To put it this way, even if Seventh Master Shen stood here, and an Immortal Seedling stood here, the Shen Family would still favor the Immortal Seedling.

Moreover, the matter in Black Ridge City was inherently their fault.

And they were merely a weak collaborator.

The atmosphere gradually grew heavy, but the gloomy young man gritted his teeth and said,

"But this ninth-rank heaven and earth treasure cannot be given away just like that! This is a tribute to the Luan Xiu Alliance. If there's no tribute, our mining quota for next year will be gone!"

"This is a heaven and earth treasure that we snatched after more than three hundred of our brothers died! Just give it away like that?"

"There are even high-level Qi Refining Cultivators in the Luan Xiu Alliance who master spells. If we don't obey, we'll definitely be made an example of."

"The entire gang, hundreds of people, will probably scatter like monkeys when the tree falls."

Zhou San was annoyed by what the person in front of him said and waved his hand.

"Do you still need to remind me about this? How could I not know? What? Do you want me to go and demand that ninth-rank treasure back?"

"The Luan Xiu Alliance is weak, but it's right in front of us."

"The Shen Family is powerful, but far away."

"How do I know how to choose?"

"Damn Zhou Ba, he really deserves to die! He was so negligent in his actions and harmed our Black Horn Gang!"

Zhou San gritted his teeth but never mentioned how much tribute he had received.

After a moment of thought, he said helplessly,

"Forget it, I'll go ask the First Master first."