Clan Cultivation: Starting with Building an Island Immortal City

He initially wanted to decline, but seeing their genuine sincerity, clearly not empty pleasantries, he pondered for a moment.

He indeed needed such spiritual birds to establish his own communication network between the isolated island overseas and Linhai City.

Moreover, after several days, he had grown curious about the customs and traditions of this Southern Border stronghold, so he no longer refused, cupping his hands and saying:

”Since that’s the case, I shall presumptuously impose. Thank you both for your kind invitation.”

Aya was overjoyed at the news. She carefully rolled the parchment letter into a small scroll, inserted it into a light bamboo tube, and sealed it with wax.

Grandpa Shama took the bamboo tube, skillfully tied it to the silver ring on the Green Shadow Falcon’s leg, gently patted the falcon’s back, pointed north, and low-roared:

”Go!”

The Green Shadow Falcon, as if understanding, let out a clear cry, flapped its wings, and transformed into a green lightning bolt, shooting into the sky. In a few breaths, it had become a small black dot in the heavens, rapidly disappearing in the direction of the distant, mist-shrouded mountains.

”Alright, at most by tomorrow noon, the stronghold will receive the letter and send people to pick us up.”

Aya clapped her hands and turned to Li Yinglong with a smile:

”Old Sir, Younger Sister Xiaowan, let’s find a place to rest in the Blood Gu Village first, while we wait for our clan members to pick us up. We can also show you around the Blood Gu Village!”

Li Yinglong smiled and nodded, his gaze once again sweeping over the towering ancient tree teeming with spiritual birds and Grandpa Shama leisurely smoking his water pipe. In his heart, he couldn’t help but feel a greater sense of anticipation for the Angry Dragon Stockade he was about to visit.