Tu Shan True Lord's Reputation Was Known to All

"Brother Sanwu!"

"For this immense kindness, the Hei Clan will never forget!"

Even while struggling to control the formation, Hei Cheng Xiu, who had just taken up the position of clan head, spared some attention to bow deeply in salute, expressing his boundless respect for the Shang Clan.

He was deeply moved.

Though the descendants of their ancestors often quarreled in ordinary times, and had repeatedly crossed blades over territory throughout history, resorting to every conceivable means save for preserving the final stretch of land used to worship their ancestors—

When it truly came to the critical moment of life and death, the glorious bloodline flowing in their bones was still the most reliable thing.

"For our ancestors' blood."

Shang Sanwu did not claim the credit and spoke solemnly.

He had strongly supported and helped bring about this decision within the clan.

Merchants put profit first.

Business with the demonic path could be done; business with the righteous path could be done; business with lowly rogue cultivators and those beyond the Northern Plains could likewise be done. Everything was for spirit stones.

But this was not the Shang Clan!

The Shang Clan had roots too.

This was the community formed by the righteous and demonic clans of the Northern Plains, bound together by their ancestors' bloodlines.

Without this community, no matter how skilled the Shang Clan was at business, it could not have survived in these Northern Plains where the strong were revered.

"For our ancestors' blood!"

Hei Cheng Xiu replied in the same grave voice.

After exchanging only a few pleasantries, they were immediately assigned urgent duties. More than a dozen Shang Clan Golden Core cultivators and several hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators were dispatched to guard formation nodes throughout the area.

With these additional cultivators, who had been educated