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The longbow was like a full moon. The arrow drew a streak of lightning, making it impossible to see how it got out.

Puff.

The two of them had put all their effort into fighting a Class 4 Magical Beast, yet it had been so easily taken care of by a cute little girl. The two of them immediately felt their faces heat up.

Just as everyone was shocked by the grace of one arrow from Feng Qinger, she did not stop her actions, and once again shot out her an arrow.

The Silver Horn Yak, who was originally berserk from Bai Ze's fight, suddenly felt a pain in its eyes.

Seeing this rare opportunity, Bai Ze shouted out, and the long sword released a green light, which slashed on the Silver Horn Yak's neck.

Bai Ze ignored the Silver Horn Yak who was dying on the ground, and came in front of Ye Yang with a smile, "Brother Ye, long time no see. Your cultivation has advanced once again!"

"Brother Bai, you have improved slightly. Brother Bai, you have traveled thousands of miles to support the Eight Desolate City. I will remember this favor!" Ye Yang said sincerely.

Seeing that the three demon beasts had been killed, the remaining demon beasts were no longer a threat to the Eight Desolate City.

She pulled Feng Qinger and said, "This is my father, come greet him."

Feng Qinger's face was flushed red as she whispered, "Greetings, father!"

Hearing Feng Qinger's address, Ye Yang's eyes immediately widened, she didn't know what to say.

Ye Lingtian heard this and laughed heartily. He nodded at Feng Qinger and said, "Not bad, not bad, this brat just went out for half a year and she already found me a daughter-in-law. If he dares to bully you in the future, tell me, I promise to break his legs."

Although Feng Qinger's face was red in embarrassment, she had a face full of joy as she glanced at Meng Fei with gratitude.

It must be Meng Fei's doing again. If I were to say that Qing Er was simple, she shouldn't be acting this way.

Meng Fei originally had a complacent look, but suddenly felt a gaze that was as sharp as a sword piercing towards him, immediately causing his spirit to tremble.

Seeing Ye Yang looking at him with a mischievous smile, Meng Fei felt his scalp go numb. Without waiting for Ye Yang to introduce him, he ran over to Ye Lingtian and said, "Kid Meng Fei greets godfather.

After saying that, without waiting for Ye Lingtian's reply, he kowtowed three times. Ye Lingtian was also stunned.

He saw that the boy in front of him was very young, but was already a Sixth Heavenly Layer Martial Master. He was already considered an expert in Eight Desolate City and had actually acknowledged him as his godfather.

However, seeing that he came with Ye Yang, he must be Ye Yang's friend. He is also an open-minded person, so he smiled and said, "Good, good, good! "Then I'll accept you as my foster son, but I haven't prepared any gifts yet!"

"Hehe, no need, no need. I don't need any presents, as long as Boss Ye Yang can stop me when you're busy, it's fine." Meng Fei said honestly.

"Relax, with me here, he wouldn't dare," Ye Lingtian patted Meng Fei's shoulder and laughed.

Ye Yang secretly shook his head, this thought went through Meng Fei's mind quickly, no wonder his cultivation did not increase at all, he did not have a martial heart at all.

"This punk Zhao Xuefeng greets Uncle Ye," the respectful Xing Lidao said.

"Alright!"

"Ye Yuhan greets Uncle Ye." Although Ye Yuhan wanted to say it in a more intimate manner, he still felt that it was as cold as ice.

Seeing that Ye Yuhan's aura was so strong that it was practically more solid than Bai Ze's, he couldn't help but sigh in admiration in his heart. There are so many geniuses by Ye Yang's side.

"Uncle Ye, I don't need to introduce him, do I?" Ye Qingxuan said sweetly as she jumped out.

Ye Lingtian had long since seen that he was now in the Martial General Level and in addition to being shocked, there was also a thick sense of gratification.

Ye Lingtian smiled gently and said, "Qingxuan, your talent is really worthy of respect and admiration. When we return to the clan later, you should reunite with your parents and make them happy."

Then, Ye Lingtian looked at the remaining people. When they first left for the Academy, they were all novices that had just entered.

Ye Yang and the others' arrival had greatly increased the Eight Desolate City's top tier strength. Especially after seeing Feng Qinger's godly archery skill, their morale was greatly boosted.

When Ye Yang saw that there were only a portion of A disciple of the Ye Family and the Second Elder were not around, he couldn't help but ask.

Ye Lingtian sighed, and said: "The Second Clan Elder is injured, is he recuperating in the clan?"

"Injured? recuperate from injuries? " Ye Yang was stunned, "Why aren't you using healing drugs?"

"That's a long story," Ye Lingtian sighed, and told his about the awkward situation Eight Desolate City was in.

Originally, both the Ye and Zhao Families of Eight Desolate City were dealing with medicinal herbs. However, these few years, they were always pushed aside by the Zhao Family, and gradually became monopolized by the Zhao Family.

At the time of the beast tide outbreak, the Zhao Family had suddenly evacuated overnight, turning to Nan Licheng and taking all the medicinal ingredients with them.

This caused the Eight Desolate City to become extremely scarce in terms of healing medicine, and during the beast tide outbreak, they were not allowed to go out to purchase either, nor were they allowed to gather medicinal herbs deep in the mountains. Thus, healing medicine became the biggest headache for the Eight Desolate City.

From the start of the beast tide outbreak until now, thousands of people had been injured. However, because they didn't have healing drugs, they could only slowly recuperate. Some even died because they didn't have any.

"The Zhao Family, this group of bastards, is too inhumane," Meng Fei said as he gritted his teeth.

Suddenly, she turned to Zhao Xuefeng and said apologetically, "Xue Feng, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to map you."

"No worries, I've long left the Zhao Family. I was just adopted by the Zhao Family, my surname was originally Luo, in the future I will be Luo Xuefeng." Luo Xuefeng said as he shook his head.

Ye Yang thought for a while, then said to Ye Lingtian: "Father, how many people are still recovering?"

"This was just calculated yesterday. There seems to be more than two thousand seven hundred people, and out of them, over a hundred are extremely severely injured. I estimate that they won't be able to last long," Ye Lingtian said somewhat dejectedly.

Facing the endless beast tide, it was impossible to not get injured, and without any healing medicine, Eight Desolate City had already entered a hopeless situation.

Ye Yang reached into his storage ring and took out a piece of the Abyssal Tree Demoness's body, passing it over to Ye Lingtian and said, "Father, look at this thing, how many people can recover from their injuries?"

Ye Lingtian looked at these roots with some suspicion. Using some strength in his fingers, he tore off a small piece of these roots, and instantly, a pale green liquid flowed out.

He took a look at the juice and licked it with his tongue. After a while, he said joyfully, "This thing is a natural healing medicine, and its effect is excellent. With it, we can break it down and dilute it a bit. It should be able to heal all the injured people!"

"Why should it be diluted?" Ye Yang said in confusion.

"This is because although this tree root is very powerful, it only has one root. If it is not diluted, it is not enough for everyone!"

"Who said there was only one?" With a wave of his hand, over a hundred Abyssal Tree Demoness clones appeared in front of everyone.

"So much," Gu Qinghai stammered. Both Ye Lingtian and Bai Ze's expression was not much better than his, as they watched on in shock.

"That's great, that's great! With these, our soldiers will be able to reduce the number of casualties," Ye Lingtian said excitedly.

He reached out his hand to summon a general and said to Ye Yang, "Commander Wang, he is in charge of the eighty thousand city guards here. Come and greet him!"

A man around thirty years old with a face full of vigor knelt down towards Ye Yang and Xing Lidao "Subordinate Wang Ce greets Lord Tianwu".

Ye Yang helped him up and said, "Big Brother Wang, don't be so courteous in the future. The matter of being conferred the title of marquis was something His Majesty found to be unrealistic. We are all martial cultivators, so let's skip the mundane etiquette."

Seeing Ye Yang's youthful ambition, he was neither arrogant nor impetuous, and his words made people feel as if spring breeze was blowing. Immediately, he smiled and said, "Then this one won't be courteous with Young Master Ye!"

Although Young Lord Ye still felt a little awkward when he called out to him, it was still better than calling him Lord Marquis by his mouth.

"Big Brother Wang, distribute these medicinal ingredients and let the soldiers recover their combat strength. You'll have the rest of the medicinal ingredients in your custody. You have to ensure that as long as anyone is injured, they can be treated in time." Ye Yang said.

"Yes, with these ingredients, we won't have to worry about the future anymore. Young Master Ye has truly solved the urgent needs of the Eight Desolate City!"

Seeing so many medicinal ingredients, just by smelling the medicinal fragrance, it could make one feel refreshed. It must be a treasure of heaven and earth, Wang Ce couldn't help but admire Ye Yang's extravagant work.

"Oh right, Brother Wang, how many arrows are left in our city?" Ye Yang asked.

"Because there are no healing medicines these few days, in order to let the soldiers avoid getting hurt, the Ye Family Head used his bow and arrows to defend himself these few days. Now, the number of arrows is less than three hundred thousand," Wang Ce replied.

However, he didn't understand why Ye Yang would suddenly ask about arrows. It was because arrows were extremely harmful to magical beasts. If the arrows didn't hit the vital parts, even if a few dozen arrows hit, they wouldn't be able to kill a magical beast.

After all, most of the archers weren't godly archers. Furthermore, most of their shots were shot by projectiles, so the probability of them hitting a vital point was extremely low.

"Three hundred thousand? "Hehe, it should be enough. Three hundred thousand arrows will be the lives of three hundred thousand magical beasts." Ye Yang smiled strangely.