"City Lord Wang, welcome, welcome!" The patriarch of the Golden Feather Clan politely bowed his hand, judging from his face, this person looked like he was fifty years old, and a breath of golden spirit qi came out of his body, which was obviously spiritual. Seeing Wang Yue was very polite, and at first glance he was the person on the scene.

The two elders who followed were speechless, but when they saw Wang Yue so young, they all showed contempt.

When a few people arrived, Wang Yue had to end the "sacrifice", but in the past few hours, a large amount of soul power has been absorbed. Afterwards, several people came to the top of Tianzhu Mountain, the tree house on top of the largest Jinta pine.

The tree house is huge, built on the branches of the Jinta pine, like a pavilion in the sky, overlooking the earth, and the scenery is breathtaking. The most important thing is that the moment he stepped into this treehouse, the golden mist in the white tiger totem space rose, and the golden spiritual power in this treehouse was dozens of times richer than outside.

The white tiger totem shone brightly, and the golden mist was sucked into it. Immediately after, a brilliant light emanated, a large amount of sacrificial soul power and gold spiritual power were replenished, and the auxiliary formation of the White Tiger Totem was activated.

"Gengjin Gathering Spirit Array!"

Clusters of golden mist gathered around the White Tiger Totem, forming a formation space with a radius of dozens of kilometers. This formation is similar to the Kwai Water Spirit Gathering Array, which can cultivate gold-based war spirits, but it may be difficult to plant in this space, unless it is suitable for plants that grow in the "golden" land.

However, Wang Yue had long noticed Tianzhu Mountain, where the golden aura was rich and the land was as hard as iron, but there were golden tapine trees. Along the way, I talked with Yun Changkong and Yun Changyue, and knew that the value of Jintasong was extremely high, and the fox people tried to plot Tianzhu Mountain many times, but they were repelled by the Golden Feather Clan, and even killed one of the crown princes of the Fox Clan, so they formed a great feud, so the White Feather Clan and the Black Feather Clan can surrender, but the Golden Feather Clan will never surrender.

"There is a chance to transplant some Jintapine into the white tiger totem space. Wang Yue thought secretly.

At this time, the patriarch and the two elders of the Golden Feather Clan were shocked, they were all spiritual cultivators, and they could naturally sense that the golden spiritual power was frantically gathering on Wang Yue's body, and was absorbed by Wang Yue like a sea of rivers, at this time, they put away their contempt, their hearts were shocked, and at the same time, they were extremely distressed.

Although Tianzhu Mountain is rich in spiritual power, it is their Golden Feather Clan after all, Wang Yue This is naked plunder, but the patriarch of the Golden Feather Clan has a request for Wang Yue, there are nearly 20,000 people in the Golden Feather Clan, but there are very few who can awaken the blood of beasts and step into spiritual cultivation, occupying this blessed land, but there is no spiritual cultivation, and it is also a tyrannical thing. When Yun Changkong told him that Wang Yue had the ability to make the Golden Feather Clan form a spiritual spirit and be promoted to spiritual cultivation, the Golden Feather Clan's patriarch's eyes were red, if there were a thousand spiritual cultivators, why should the Golden Feather Clan be afraid of the Fox Kingdom.

"It is rumored that the fox people built a city on the Tianji Plateau, intending to get involved in the free city-state, and their ambitions are not small. Although the city lord occupies Shuangyue City, he uses thousands of ordinary soldiers to fight against the fox army, not to mention anything else, only 50,000 warriors of the Minotaur are definitely not something that Shuangyue City can compete. The patriarch of the Golden Feather Clan let Wang Yue take his seat and said leisurely.

Wang Yue sneered, Wang Yueyan could not understand his words, his drunkard's intention was not to drink, and the implication was to tell Wang Yue that Shuangyue City was too weak, and if he wanted to form an alliance with the Golden Feather Clan, he naturally wanted Wang Yue to cultivate talents for them for free, and once the alliance was formed, their Golden Feather Clan would dominate.

"I am the descendant of the royal family of White Wolf City, and I am also a registered student of the Heavenly Dome Beast Academy. If I can resist the fox army, it is best to stabilize my territory, if not, it is a big deal that I go back to the Heavenly Dome Beast Academy and continue to cultivate, and there is nothing to lose. However, you Golden Feather Clan, once the fox people occupy the Tianji Plateau and live next to you, your Tianzhu Mountain will be taken by the fox people sooner or later. Wang Yue said indifferently.

The patriarch of the Golden Feather clan was stunned, and his heart was slightly shocked, he couldn't imagine that this city lord was young, his eyes were so sharp, and his words were so direct, he didn't suffer at all, and blocked his words back.

"Since the city lord is so refreshing, I won't hide it. If you can help our clan cultivate a hundred spiritual cultivators, our clan will form an alliance with you in Twin Moon City to fight against the fox people. Without spiritual cultivation, it is really difficult for our clan to leave Tianzhu Mountain to fight, and I ask for the forgiveness of the main body of the royal city. Patriarch Jin Yu said sincerely.

"Since the patriarch is so cool, I should do my best!" Wang Yue agreed coolly, Wang Yue needs a stable territory to provide faith soul power for the totem, so he can't lose Shuangyue City as a last resort, with an in-depth understanding of the totem, Wang Yue found that the soul power obtained by "sacrifice" is not as long as the soul power of faith after all, and having his own territory can continuously obtain soul power, which is a long-term solution.

Seeing Wang Yueshuang's promise, the Golden Feather Patriarch's face showed excitement, and the other two elders were also a little breathless, and they were all looking forward to it. Although they are still skeptical about Wang Yue's ability, the half-orc beast blood awakens and forms a spiritual spirit, the external force is only a part, mainly depends on the richness of the bloodline in the body, if the qualification is not good, the white tiger totem is useless.

The Golden Feather Clan prepared a luxurious tree house for Wang Yue, with a rich aura and a beautiful environment, Wang Yue let a hundred young barbarian cultivators in the clan enter the White Tiger Totem Space every day, and Wang Yue controlled the Spirit Gathering Array, so that they were surrounded by mist, covering their senses and making them unable to see this space.

Since he had an excuse to cultivate talents for him, Wang Yue unceremoniously absorbed a large amount of the golden spiritual power of Tianzhu Mountain, and the golden mist poured into the spirit gathering array of the totem space.

"Chirp!" the male eagle raised its head to the sky and chirped, and a brilliant blood-golden light and shadow outside its body rose, and under the nourishment of pure soul power and rich golden spiritual power, it began to transform into a spirit.

"Whoa!" In the Xuanwu totem space, the three white wolves roared arrogantly, and they even began to transform into spirits.

"Hahaha. Three joys are coming!" Wang Yue couldn't help but want to look up to the sky and laugh in his heart, improving his strength is the foundation of his life.

"Only twenty!" A day later, one hundred barbarian cultivators of the Golden Feather Clan were removed from the White Tiger Totem Space, and twenty beast blood awakened and began to transform into spirits.

"Ancestral spirit bless. The revitalization of the Golden Feather Clan is hopeful!" Looking at the twenty spiritual cultivators, the Golden Feather Patriarch cried with joy, and even hugged each other with the other two elders like children and jumped up, and then prostrate on the ground, kneeling in the direction of the ancestral temple.

"Patriarch, let me stay for another day, I will definitely be able to transform into a spirit!" Some of the barbarian cultivators who did not have a spirit were extremely disappointed, and some of them even begged for the patriarch of the Golden Feather Clan.

"City Lord Wang!" the patriarch of the Golden Feather Clan even looked at Wang Yue with a little pleading.

"Let's get another batch. There are still a lot of things to deal with in Two Moon City, and I need to rush back as soon as possible. Wang Yue waved his hand and said.

The qualifications of the Golden Feather clan are uneven, but they are much stronger than ordinary orcs, and most of them basically have brute cultivation, which is a fantasy for low-level half-orcs. For example, there is a rare brute cultivator among tens of thousands. The beast blood awakens, and it is even more difficult to condense the spirit. The Golden Feather Clan has 30,000 barbarian cultivators, if there is one-fifth of the spirits, the Golden Feather Clan will usher in a prosperous era, after all, the current Golden Feather Clan's spiritual cultivators are less than twenty, and they have all boiled for many years before they turn into spirits.

Of course, Wang Yue also has his own considerations, after all, it is just an alliance, it is better to stop in moderation, Wang Yue does not want such a powerful force to appear in his neighbors, at least under his control. Therefore, in the next evolution, Wang Yue controlled the soul power and gold spirit power in the White Tiger Totem, and he couldn't waste too much, and in five days, he just cultivated a hundred spiritual cultivators for him.

Even a fool knew that this evolution was something that Wang Yue could secretly control, which made the Golden Feather Clan even more anxious. The patriarch brought two elders to the ancestral temple, met with another elder who was resident in the ancestral temple, and entered the ancestral temple to report the matter to the ancestral spirit. The four of them knelt at the bottom of their heads, and a golden statue of the Roc stood, shrouded in a faint golden light.