Zuo Mo looked at the more than a dozen unfamiliar faces in front of him. Some people were terrified, but even more had an air of arrogance and unruliness.

  He was thinking about how to calm down these guys. The current Xiaoshan boundary is like a cage, an arena, and the cultivators who can survive until now are not ordinary characters.

  "From today on, I am your boss, the big boss!"

  Zuo Mo's opening remarks did not elicit any reaction, and more people looked at him with disdain. Zuo Mo had only cultivated for a short period of time, and in front of them, he indeed didn't have the capital to be arrogant.

  Zuo Mo didn't care, continuing to speak on his own.

  "I believe you have already experienced the taste of prohibition. I don't want to waste any more time, my purpose is simple, just to cross the river. As for you bunch of useless poor devils, even if I could squeeze out a few drops of oil from you, I'm not very interested."

  Although it sounds unpleasant, many people still slightly reduced their vigilance.

  The emotionless guy in front of me indeed has the qualifications to say so. That jujube nuclear ship is obviously a rare crystal treasure, with seven crimson seals lined up in a row, sharp as teeth, like an open blood basin alligator mouth, and seems to smell a faint bloody smell. The narrow and beautiful hull, the electric spark occasionally flashing spirit shield tightly wraps around the hull.

  Take another look at the three Golden Armor Guards' gorgeous flying swords, and everyone who sees them can't help but drool uncontrollably. If it weren't for the fact that they had been placed under a restriction, these people would have pounced on them even if it cost them their lives.

  The richest of these dozen or so people was too ashamed to open his own treasure chest in the face of such luxury.

  "I hope you all get along happily, of course, with your current level, it's really hard to make me happy." Zuo Mo was full of disdain and contempt: "Look at you, a swarm of bees fighting, not even as good as bandits, without any technical content. From today on, you must remember one thing, group fighting is a high-tech activity!"

  "You are very lucky." Zuo Mo pointed to Gong Sun who was standing beside him: "This Mr. Gong Sun is the most excellent and renowned general from Tian Yue Realm, he will personally instruct you in this profound technique."

  Gongsun Zhi smiled shyly, but didn't blush at all. On the contrary, Chunyu Cheng listened with a stunned expression, this boast was...

  As soon as other people's eyes fell on Gong Sun Zhi, all the disdain and contempt vanished, leaving only fear.

  Very good, Zuo Mo is quite satisfied, it seems that Fellow Disciple Gong Sun has already established enough prestige among these people.

  When doing business, after fiercely suppressing and cutting prices, you also need to give the other party some sweet deals in order to increase their enthusiasm.

  "You will be reborn here, you will start a different life here. You don't have to worry about being ambushed while sleeping at midnight, and you don't have to think about where to escape to be safe." Zuo Mo waved his hand grandly: "You don't have to worry about anything!"

  "You just need to worry about whether you can satisfy Mr. Gong Sun."

  Zuo Mo concluded with an uncaring tone.

  "The border river will be trampled flat by us."

  Ziwo felt good about himself, so he drove this group of people to one side and combined with Gong Sun Zhi.

  "How long will it take for this group of people to form a fighting force?" Zuo Mo asked Gong Sun Diao.

  "I don't know." Gong Sun Chi spread his hands: "We're all newcomers."

  Zuo Mo was having a headache, and Gong Sun's words were right on point. Everyone was a newcomer, and no one had any experience.

  Gongsun Zhan added, "According to the rules of chess battles, a new team needs to be trained for more than a year to form the most basic combat effectiveness. Moreover, all the chess pieces you refined are demon-type, without any cultivator-type, I have to slowly explore."

  "We don't have that much time." Zuo Mo shook his head. He didn't believe the Nether Springs would give them a year's time.

  Gongsun Zhi thought for a moment: "That can only be achieved by increasing the intensity of training, or there is another way to make up for the lack of quality with quantity."

  "Numbers... it seems we need a temporary camp." Zuo Mo muttered.

  Zuo Mo chose a valley, where there used to be a small sect, but now it's deserted and empty. The reason he chose this place was that it used to have spiritual energy.

  The spiritual energy in Xiaoyue's boundary is thin, and there must be some problem with the spiritual vein. Zuo Mo wants to take a closer look at what the spiritual vein has become.

  Along the way, they encountered several groups of cultivators and took them all down. At first, it was the Golden Armor Guards who took action, but later Gong Sun made a bold move to command these newly captured cultivators. Compared to the high efficiency of the three Golden Armor Guards, this group of cultivators with generally low levels around Condensing Qi were extremely inefficient.

  Newcomer Gong Sun was also making mistakes one after another, but he didn't get discouraged.

  Zuo Mo also knew that he couldn't rush, so he slowed down his pace. With the Golden Armor Guards and the Date Seed Ships holding the line, he didn't worry about safety at all. It was a rare opportunity to temper his troops in actual combat, and not making good use of it would be a waste.

  Gongsun Zan quickly showed his talent in commanding and leading troops, from initially being disorganized to becoming well-regimented, all within a little over ten days.

  More than ten days of hard work, the team quickly expanded to forty people, with twenty-eight people practicing Condensing Pulse and twelve people practicing Building Foundation.

  Zuo Mo soon discovered that setting up the seals wasn't harmless. Each time he set up a seal, he had to leave a strand of his spiritual consciousness in the other person's body. Each time he set up a seal, Zuo Mo's spiritual awareness would weaken slightly.

  It's also an inevitable thing. There is no free lunch in the world. Only he, this freak, can set up a ban at the Golden Elixir stage.

  Fortunately, they did not encounter a large group of bandits on their way.

  According to Ma Fan, Xiaoyao Boundary now has countless small groups, and there are several teams with hundreds of cultivators. Zuo Mo was puzzled, with a team of hundreds of cultivators, why didn't they go to attack the boundary river? Later, it was discovered that the Mingxia Sect, which guarded the boundary river, actually had Golden Dan cultivators!

  Zuo Mo was shocked, no wonder they had the confidence to guard the border alone, it turned out that there were Golden Dan cultivators sitting in ambush.

  This news suddenly made Zuo Mo realize that breaking through the River of Forgetfulness was much more difficult than he had imagined.

  The main difference between the three realms of Cong Mai is the difference in spiritual energy within the body. The peak of the first realm, the spiritual energy is about 10 crystals. The peak of the second realm, the spiritual energy reaches 30 crystals. The peak of the third realm, the spiritual energy will soar to 90 crystals.

  Twenty-eight condensates under Zuo Mo's hands reached the second stage of the Sky, only three people remained, and the rest were all first-stage condensate.

  Generally speaking, a cultivator of the Three Heavens of Congealed Pulse can single-handedly resist ten cultivators of the First Heaven of Congealed Pulse or three cultivators of the Second Heaven. Of course, this is only a theoretical comparison; in actuality, things are much more complicated, such as the differences in techniques, flying sword treasures, and tactical applications, among others.

  But a Condensation Pulse cultivator facing an Upper Gold Core would only have the chance to escape with their life, there was no possibility of reversing the situation or using weakness to defeat strength.

  The difference between Jindan and Ningmo lies not in the amount of spiritual power, but in the depth of understanding of spiritual power. In the process of forming Jindan, practitioners will have a deeper understanding of heaven and earth, as well as spiritual power.

  The same mantra, after and before the elixir is formed, the power is simply worlds apart.

  Condensing Pulse Cultivators dealing with Golden Elixir Cultivators, the only viable method is to gang up on them. As for how many people are needed to successfully gang up, Zuo Mo had no idea, and Gong Sun Chao also had no idea.

  Zuo Mo had no choice but to ask Pu Yao.

  "Gang fight? That's hard to say." The Pú Yāo stroked his chin: "It depends on the opponent's level, their magic tools, and also your teamwork."

  "What if it's those demon troops?" Zuo Mo asked.

  "For a normal Golden Elixir, if it's a hundred Night Roaming Demons' squad and the commander isn't too bad in quality, there shouldn't be any problem." Pu Yao thought for a moment before saying.

  Zuo Mo let out a breath of relief, it was good, there wasn't completely no hope.

  He knew that the actual strength of his subordinates was impossible to reach the level of the demon army, but he could expand the number. If 100 people were not enough, then 200 people, 300 people. What he worried about most was that even the numbers couldn't make up for it.

  "Why is the spiritual energy of Xiaoshan Boundary becoming thinner?" Zuomo asked Pu Yao.

  "There are many techniques like this. For example, devouring spirit and demonizing insects, such as black line mushrooms. Devouring spirit is a characteristic of demons."

  "Is there a way to change back?"

  "Unless a practitioner of at least the Yuan Ying period takes action. Then it will take another ten years of quiet cultivation."

  "...the Primordial Infant stage..." Left Mu speechless. So far, the most powerful cultivator he had seen was only in the Golden Core stage. To think that to reconvert his spiritual pulse, he would need a Primordial Infant cultivator...this was a direct death sentence.

  Things that can be settled in the prenatal period, Zuo Mo doesn't think he has a chance of success.

  However, he decided to set up camp in this valley, at least the environment here is good.

  Zuo Mo obtained a large number of demonic cultivation methods from Pu Yao, then threw them to Gong Sun Zan. Pu Yao kindly reminded Zuo Mo that these were all old goods from thousands of years ago, and it would be enough to just borrow from them.

  Pu Yao's sudden change left Zuo Mo quite unaccustomed.

  But Pu Yao absorbed the earth's energy next, and for a while, Zuo Mo's business was unfamiliar. Suddenly, he deeply felt what it meant to be worse off than dead!

  Although he knew it was good for his body, he was so frustrated that he wanted to cry!

  When will this end...

  Ma Fan stood nervously in front of Gong Sun, and in his eyes, the evil degree of the seemingly weak and shy handsome young master was enough to make any demon feel ashamed and want to die. No one dared to disobey his orders. The most ferocious and unruly Lei Peng among them became as tame as a kitten in front of him.

  "Show off all your skills. Don't hold back on anything." Gong Sun's command was not complicated.

  "Yes." Ma Fan began to slowly learn how to get by under Gong Sun's rule.

  It's simple: whatever Gong Sun Chi says, just go and do it; as long as you meet the requirements, everything will be all right.

  Ma Fan began to demonstrate a set of techniques, and since he didn't belong to any particular school or sect, the number of techniques he knew was limited. He quickly finished demonstrating them. Gong Sun Zhi was very interested in his Shadow Body Technique and three sword moves, asking him to repeat them several times.

  Ma Fan has always been worried, what if the big boss takes a liking to his sword technique and asks him to hand it over?

  But soon he found out that his worries were completely unnecessary. After Gong Sun recorded with a low head, he was sent back to training.

  The next day, Ma Fan's heart was racing as he took the jade tablet handed over by Gongsun Zhan with a smile. He only glanced at it once, and his small face immediately turned pale!