479 Sacred Land (1/2)

Although that half of the northern part of the Raging Flame Plane was only comparable to Noscent's Andlusa Kingdom in terms of size, it contained at least ten times the amount of resources.

The Black Tower and the Merlin Family were bound to have a qualitative increase in power once they reaped the rewards of this battle, giving them a superior advantage in the fight over the Raging Flame Plane.

This was all due to the annihilation of the Thawing Fire Tribe...

After half an hour, this group reached the peak of the Sacred Mountain unobstructed. The trip had been extremely peaceful, but the environment there was even more dangerous. There were blazing airflows that carried the aura of fire elements within.

”High Mage Merlin, take a look at this…” Weiss, who had been walking alongside Lin Yun, wiped the sweat from his forehead as he exclaimed with a happy expression while pointing ahead.

In fact, Weiss had never relaxed ever since they arrived at the Sacred Mountain. He controlled a few Mage Eyes and discreetly scouted the surroundings. He was worried that the Thawing Fire Tribe's Chief had fled. After all, the Black Tower had acted against the Thawing Fire Tribe mostly because of that Peak True Spirit Magic Tool.

Although the Black Tower would gain quite a bit from eliminating the Thawing Fire Tribe, it simply couldn't compare to obtaining a True Spirit Magic Tool.

Since they came this far, he didn't want the Black Tower to incur a loss because of him.

”Hmmm?” Lin Yun was surprised at first, but he then let out a Mage Eye before being able to see the scene happening a kilometer away. There was a vast land with countless tents. This was the living area of the Raging Flame Beastmen, as well as the headquarters of the Thawing Fire Tribe.

A smile appeared at the corner of Lin Yun's mouth. Those weren't ordinary tents. They were all made of leather created from fire-type magic beasts and could withstand flames and high temperatures. Although they could only be considered ordinary materials, the number of tents was frightening. There were over ten thousand!

But they didn't seem to do much to them with magic. The magic beast leather had only gone through a simple treatment. If Lin Yun's Gilded Rose got a hold of the leather, they would be able to craft many different defensive tools, which would put the entire Andlusa alchemy market into chaos if he released them all at once.

”Haha, High Mage Merlin, your Gilded Rose should need these things right? It would be best like this... All of these tents should be sent to the Gilded Rose. Once they are crafted, you can sell half of it to the Black Tower at the market price. How about it?” Weiss clenched his teeth as he made this difficult decision. He naturally understood that this was giving a lot of money to the Gilded Rose, but he couldn't do anything about it. Harren had told him to use this opportunity to deepen the friendship between the Black Tower and the young mage.

”Alright…” Lin Yun's expression was a bit strange as he looked at Weiss, but he naturally wouldn't refuse such a gift.

The group reached the tents not long after, and because they were made out of fire magic beast leather, the entire area was filled with the aura of fire elements. Roughly another ten minutes ahead of them, there was a huge tent.

That tent felt like an imperial palace.

Lights flickered as if countless mysterious runes were moving about, emitting faint mana fluctuations and looking extremely magnificent.

”This should be the tent of the successive generations of Tribal Chiefs…” Even the experienced Weiss couldn't help being startled when he saw the tent. The foundation of the Thawing Fire Tribe was far richer than he had imagined.

Lin Yun could feel the simple and ancient aura, which had clearly settled after the baptism of countless years.

He couldn't be sure, but the thing he needed might be hidden inside.

”Let's go take a look…” Lin Yun's heart was moved. Just as he finished his words, he rushed inside the tent. After entering, he discovered that the interior was extremely spacious, and mysterious Ancient Beastman Runes were carved in the surroundings. With a gesture, over ten Mage Eyes appeared out of nowhere and rushed to every corner.

”How is it?” Weiss and a few powerhouses also came in several minutes later, and Weiss couldn't help but ask Lin Yun what he thought.

”Not here…” Lin Yun shook his head. His dozen Mage Eyes hadn't found anything, and barely concealed disappointment could be seen on his face.

He did a thorough search, checking every corner once, but didn't find anything valuable, not even finding any of the Tribal Chief's tracks...

”How could this be…” Weiss looked quite perturbed. He cared about finding the Tribal Chief a lot more than Lin Yun. From the top-secret information the Black Tower had obtained, that Peak True Spirit Magic Tool had been passed down through the Tribal Chiefs, so they had to find that Tribal Chief to locate it.

But they still had no news of the Tribal Chief right now.