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MARTIAL PEAK 5691

"Wait!" Yang Kai shouted.

The Feudal Lord's body stiffened as he turned to look at Yang Kai and smiled, "Is there anything else, Sir?"

Yang Kai took out a jar of wine and threw it over, "Bring it to Mo Na Ye."

After obtaining the benefits of the Black Ink Clan, he naturally had to return something back. In any case, he had no shortage of good wine in his Small Universe.

The Feudal Lord took it and carefully put it away. When he looked up again, there was no trace of Yang Kai in front of him, and he couldn't help shivering as he hurriedly flew towards the No-Return Pass

Returning to the No-Return Pass, he told the whole story of giving the supplies to Yang Kai and handed over the wine…

The corners of Mo Na Ye's eyes twitched as he was almost disgusted!

Last time, Yang Kai had given him a jar of wine, but he didn't drink it and directly broke it. However, that time, Yang Kai had given it to him in private, so no one had seen it, so it was nothing. This time, it was different. It was brought back by this Feudal Lord, and this was the first time he was handing over supplies to Yang Kai, so many eyes were focused on this matter in the No-Return Pass.

If news of this were to spread, what would the Sir Royal Lord think? What would the other Territory Lords think?

It was as if he had a good relationship with Yang Kai and had some kind of secret deal with him. If he didn't explain this matter clearly, how could the Royal Lord trust him in the future?

Mo Na Ye couldn't wait to find Yang Kai and fight him to prove his innocence…

After dismissing the Feudal Lord, Mo Na Ye didn't dare to be negligent. Carrying the jar of wine, he went to the Royal Lord's Ink Nest and repeated what the Feudal Lord had said. Fortunately, the Royal Lord didn't have much of a reaction and only calmly said he understood before dismissing him.

He secretly warned himself not to let his guard down when dealing with such a despicable and shameless person like Yang Kai, otherwise it was highly likely he would fall into his trap.

Fortunately, the enmity between the Human Race and the Black Ink Clan was as deep as the sea, and there was no way to resolve it. Yang Kai's despicable methods had no effect, and if it had been an enemy of the Human Race, such a simple method to drive a wedge between the two races might have played an unexpected role.

On the frontlines, the Black Ink Clan' soldiers constantly fought, but the situation in the No-Return Pass is as calm as ever. In fact, ever since the Black Ink Clan had taken the No-Return Pass, Yang Kai had either come alone or led the remnants of the Human Race's army here a few times. Without Yang Kai, the No-Return Pass had always been so free and comfortable. Many of the Territory Lords who had suffered heavy losses on the frontlines and luckily survived will return to the No-Return Pass and enter the Royal Lord-level Ink Nest to recuperate.

Every five years, the Black Ink Clan had repeatedly sent out the goods they had collected and handed them over to Yang Kai. However, after suffering the first loss, no Black Ink Clan dared to easily accept Yang Kai's wine, leaving him helpless.

Every time its time to receive supplies from the Black Ink Clan, Yang Kai would choose a random location. In any case, the void was vast, so if he decided on a temporary location, he wouldn't need to worry about the Black Ink Clan's arrangements.

Overall, everything went smoothly, and after nearly a hundred years, Yang Kai had accumulated a lot of good things.

Calculating the time, it was about time for him to make an agreement with Ouyang Lie and the others. After receiving less than thirty percent of the resources from the Black Ink Clan, Yang Kai rushed to the Human Race's mining site.

He had left behind the Space Spirit Bead along the way, so it wasn't too difficult for him to travel.

After successfully finding Ouyang Lie and the others, it was no surprise that after Ouyang Lie's complaints, all the anger he had suppressed for a hundred years was now directed towards Yang Kai, shouting that Yang Kai and Big Head Mi had done nothing and had actually arranged for an old general like him to stay here. This was simply a waste of talent, so he asked Yang Kai to return to the Head Office Division to speak with Big Head Mi and transfer him back to the frontline battlefield.

Yang Kai could only agree and Ouyang Lie finally let it go.

The Human Race's tens of thousands of cultivators had mined a lot of resources over the past hundred years, and this place was located in the depths of the Ink Battlefield. It had already passed the area where the Black Ink Clan's King City was located, so although a hundred years had passed, this place was still relatively peaceful.

This was a good thing, and also what Yang Kai hoped to see. If these tens of thousands of Human Race cultivators were discovered by the Black Ink Clan, they would have no choice but to relocate and not fight with the Black Ink Clan. Firstly, these people's strengths were generally not high, so if they fought with the Black Ink Clan, they would suffer losses, and secondly, they would have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of mining resources for the Human Race's soldiers, so fighting the enemy is not their priority.

After storing away all the gains they had obtained over the past hundred years, Yang Kai bid farewell to Ouyang Lie and the others before connecting his consciousness to the World Tree and using it to guide him into the Great Ruins Boundary before returning to the Star Boundary.

Without any delay, Yang Kai went straight to the Human Race's Head Office and handed over all the harvests from the past hundred years to Mi Jinglun.

Mi Jinglun received it and was shocked, "When did the resources of the Ink Battlefield become so abundant?"

Tens of thousands of soldiers had gone to mine for resources, so he was actually quite concerned about how much they could mine in a hundred years. After all, he had spent more than ten thousand years in the Ink Battlefield and was extremely familiar with the situation there, but the amount of resources Yang Kai had brought back was more than two or three times more than he had estimated.

According to Yang Kai's estimations, with tens of thousands of soldiers mining day and night, as long as they could find a suitable place to mine, their harvest would not be equal to their consumption, but it could delay the Human Race's current situation. However, Yang Kai had brought back so many at once, so the consumption of the Human Race's resources over the past hundred years was immediately replenished, and they were even somewhat rich!

This was a pleasant surprise.

But soon, he thought of something and looked at Yang Kai solemnly, "You went to plunder the Black Ink Clan?"

Only the Black Ink Clan could produce so many resources, otherwise it would be impossible to explain everything in front of them.

Yang Kai smiled and said, "You can say so. I've made some agreements with the Black Ink Clan. The Black Ink Clan in the No-Return Pass will give me thirty percent of the resources they mined! Some of these things were mined by my Human Race, while others were harvested from the No-Return Pass."

Mi Jinglun's expression suddenly became somewhat complicated. Although Yang Kai didn't say how he did it, Mi Jinglun could imagine the difficulties and dangers involved.

If it weren't for the Black Ink Clan being forced into a corner, how could they have agreed to Yang Kai's ridiculous request?

However, Yang Kai was all alone, so how was he supposed to act so that even the Black Ink Clan would have no choice but to agree? In the past hundred years, Yang Kai must have faced many life or death crises…

The heavy burden of a race's hope was actually weighing down on one's shoulders, causing Mi Jinglun's heart to be filled with complex emotions.

Taking a deep breath, he bowed towards Yang Kai!

Yang Kai was startled and quickly helped Mi Jinglun up, "Senior Brother, what are you doing!"

Mi Jinglun didn't stand up, instead solemnly saying, "Senior Brother thanks Junior Brother on behalf of the billions of clansmen!"

Yang Kai blushed with shame, "Senior Brother is being too serious. I am also a human race, and many of my friends and family have fought against the Black Ink Clan on the battlefield. This is my duty."

Forcefully helping Mi Jinglun up, Yang Kai changed the subject, "Senior Brother, how is the situation between the two races these days?"

Mi Jinglun replied, "It's still the same, not much has changed."

In the various Great Domain Battlefields, there were constantly newcomers from the two races showing their heads, and many elites had died on the battlefield. In such a tense and hostile environment, it was not certain that those with high aptitude could survive.

High aptitude only meant great potential, but if one wanted to obtain greater strength, they first needed to survive on the battlefield. Only by surviving each great battle would they have a future.

The Human Race had no shortage of geniuses at the moment, what they lacked was time! The first batch of good seedlings to break through to the Seventh Order had all reached the Eighth Order Open Heaven, but if they wanted to break through to the Ninth Order, they would need time to consolidate their strength.

On the other hand, veteran Eighth Order like Mi Jinglun and Ouyang Lie had long since reached their limits, but due to their limited potential, they had no hope of reaching the Ninth Order.

Xiang Shan, Wei Junyang, and a few other old generals who had the qualifications to advance to the Ninth Order were still in seclusion. No one knew how they were doing or if everything was going well.

When it came to breaking through, outsiders had no way to assist them, so they could only rely on themselves.

Yang Kai secretly prayed that one day when he returned, he would hear some good news.

He didn't stay in the Head Office for long. After exchanging a few words with Mi Jinglun and confirming that the situation between the two races wouldn't deteriorate any time soon, he set out for the Black Territory again, using that secret passage to rush to the Ink Battlefield.

Every five years, Yang Kai would receive a batch of materials while Ouyang Lie and the others would send resources once every hundred years. Over the long years, Yang Kai traveled through the void alone, delivering batch after batch of materials from the Ink Battlefield for the Human Race's soldiers to cultivate.

With Yang Kai's efforts, the Head Office no longer had to worry about supplies. Every time Yang Kai brought back an endless number of good things, enough for the Human Race to use for a hundred years.

During this time, Yang Kai also took some time to go to the Heavenly Beginning Great Restriction to investigate the situation. The battle over there was extremely intense, but fortunately, Wu Kuang and the Withdrawing Black Ink Army had cooperated well. Under Wu Kuang's full control, the gap in the Heavenly Beginning Great Restriction had not been expanded, and the number and quality of the Black Ink Clan members who were able to break through the gap had been greatly suppressed.

In this way, the six thousand soldiers of the Withdrawing Black Ink Army, together with the various arrangements of the Withdrawing Black Ink Pavilion, as well as the Divine Dragon Fu Guang, they could maintain the situation.

However, after so many years of hunting and killing, they had yet to see any signs of the Black Ink Clan's decline within the Heavenly Beginning Great Restriction. It was truly shocking. No one knew just how many Black Ink Clan masters had hidden themselves inside the Heavenly Beginning Great Restriction and how many Black Ink Clan masters had emerged from it. It was as if there was no end to them.

Currently, the entire Heavenly Beginning Great Restriction was covered in the black ink clouds formed by the Black Ink Clan after their deaths. If it weren't for the fact that the Withdrawing Black Ink Pavilion had its own protection against the invasion of the Ink Force, just dealing with the dense Ink Force would have given the Withdrawing Black Ink Army a headache.

From what Fu Guang had learned, inside the Heavenly Beginning Great Restriction, some of the Black Ink Clan's Royal Lord had attempted to rush out, but most of them had failed. Occasionally, a few of the Royal Lord had managed to break out of the Great Restriction, but all of them had suffered heavy losses. Under such circumstances, how could they possibly be a match for a Divine Dragon who was waiting outside?

Over the years, at least seven or eight Royal Lords had died at Fu Guang's hands.

TO BE CONTINUED