Full-time Creation Master

"Old Ma, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and catch up with your dad!"

Mo Fan spoke urgently and affectionately to the little red rabbit, Firescale Horse, who was still rubbing against his trouser leg.

His eyes held a hint of urging, full of disappointment at his good brother's lack of ambition.

Before he finished speaking, he had already taken to the air.

Like a swift and agile gust of wind, it leaped nimbly and without the slightest hesitation onto the broad back of the little red rabbit fire-scaled horse.

His palm instinctively pressed against the fiery scales on the little red rabbit's neck, and his fingertips felt a familiar, warm touch.

He patted him gently twice, his tone becoming more urgent: "Hurry up, don't let your dad run too far!"

The little red rabbit, Fire Scale Horse, beneath him immediately understood and let out a clear and loud neigh, its voice full of liveliness.

Its four hooves stomped hard on the green grass, kicking up a spray of fine grass and dirt.

A faint crimson light instantly emanated from its body, a sign that it was activating its clan's innate divine power to accelerate its speed.

With a leap, he sped off like a streak of crimson lightning, heading in the direction the clan leader had gone.

Its speed was in no way inferior to that of the clan leader ahead, fully demonstrating the incredible speed talent of the Red Hare Fire Scale Horse clan.

Don't really think that Mo Fan is carefree and reckless, unaware that he is in danger at this moment.

He knew exactly what was going on in his mind.

He was now in the heart of the mighty Blood Beast Empire.

Surrounded by countless demons,

Every step is fraught with danger and peril.

The seemingly peaceful grasslands along the way may conceal demons that are hostile to humans lurking in the shadows.

Or they could be spies for other tribes; a slight misstep could lead to being surrounded.

Not to mention, they would be venturing even deeper into the demon empire.

Far from the border, the demonic forces there are even stronger, and the danger is doubled.

If it weren't for the Red Hare Firescale Horse Clan Chief and his son, these two "own people," leading the way...

Whether he was alone or led his soldiers to break through,

Are we really going to let him fight his way in?

Mo Fan knew that if they really tried to force their way in, not to mention whether they could successfully penetrate deep into the heart of the territory,

The fighting along the way alone would only add countless casualties.

It would also alert the enemy and delay the important task of incorporating the Red Hare Firescale Horse clan.

He's not that reckless.

Use the opponent's strength against them, and go with the flow.

They traveled using their status as members of the Red Hare Fire Scale Horse clan.

That is the safest and most efficient method.

(The earnest teachings of the Goddess of the Luo River)

Moreover, he and Little Red Hare Firescale Horse were brothers from the bottom of their hearts, and Emperor Chu Ming of Great Xia was also his brother.

With this bond in place, the clan leader would never truly harm him.

Mo Fan sat steadily on his horse, facing the strong wind of the grassland, his gaze fixed firmly on the departing figure of the chieftain, a confident smile playing on his lips.

I'm about to make a name for myself!

You've done a great job!

The reward for leading a horse-type demon tribe (monarch-level tribe) is a sub-celestial race or a minor celestial race.

And a demon empire!

The reward set for "Returning Home" is 3 Great Heavenly Seeds or 3 uses of Earth Core!

He gently pressed down on Little Red Hare's back and whispered, "Give it your all and catch up with your father."

Our big project is almost complete!

"When the time comes, I'll get you a different kind of candy!"

It should be noted that, just as the chief of the Red Hare Fire Kirin Horse Clan said, it was Mo Fan's "own idea" to take on the matter of "incorporating" the Fire Kirin Horse Empire.

It was only through his personal relationship with Emperor Chu Ming that he was able to keep this lucrative position, which was coveted by powerful families and forbidden spellcasters.

The other demon empires and tribes were seized by people or forces that were familiar with them, had connections with them, or were powerful enough to subdue them.

Especially for forbidden spells (again, it must be emphasized that a forbidden spell that cannot be cast independently is a pseudo-forbidden spell; those who sit at the same table as those of the highest rank at the banquet),

Such lucrative positions, where there's a 50% chance of not fighting (due to the strength of the Great Xia and the deep-rooted human-horse relationship) and a 40% chance of fighting with no real danger to one's life, are extremely rare!

Didn't you see the Taoist and Buddhist sects fighting each other so fiercely they've practically turned their brains out of shape?

Several bosses surnamed Ma are now scrambling for food from the same trough!

The little red hare seemed to understand his words, let out a neigh, and accelerated again.

The crimson figure sped across the grassland, shrinking the distance to an inch, covering a thousand meters in a single step, leaving a faint trail of light and shadow behind it.

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In the heart of the northern frontier lies the exclusive territory of the Red Hare Firescale Horse clan—the Fire Forest Plain.

On this vast plateau, plants grow everywhere as fiery as flames, without a single other color.

The leaves of the clump-forming Crimson Flame Grass curled up, burning with tiny golden-red flames;

Patches of flame-heart flowers adorn the branches, their petals resembling solidified molten lava, shimmering with flowing fire patterns when the wind blows.

Even the low bushes gleamed with a dark reddish light, like dormant starlight.

The flames blazed across the sky, illuminating the entire fiery forest and making it appear like a raging inferno.

The heat wave, carrying a faint aura of the Firescale Horse's origin, flowed slowly through the air, both intense and solemn.

Everyone knows that Fire Forest Plain has always been a forbidden and sacred place for the Red Hare Fire Scale Horse clan, so quiet that you can hear the sound of flames leaping.

Only a select few of the clan's top experts and exceptionally talented young geniuses are allowed to reside and cultivate here; ordinary clansmen are not even qualified to approach the core area.

Only a select few of the clan's top experts and exceptionally talented young geniuses are allowed to reside and cultivate here; ordinary clansmen are not even qualified to approach the core area.

But today, the Fire Forest Plains have completely broken the tranquility of the past, and everywhere is filled with a solemn liveliness.

Throughout the tribe's territory, there were nimble fire-scaled horse guards patrolling back and forth.

Its aura was chilling, its eyes were alert, and the fire scales around its body stood up slightly, always on guard against any unexpected events.

In the most central meeting place of the Fire Forest Plain, the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

On the high platform at the very center stood a true imperial-class Red Hare Firescale Horse Emperor.

Its body was as tall and straight as a mountain, with a shoulder height of nearly five zhang, and its whole body was covered with glass-like crimson scales.

Golden imperial patterns intertwined on its scales, each scale gleaming with dazzling firelight.

The single horn atop its head, forged from pure gold, exuded a faint aura of imperial power.

It doesn't need to be released intentionally to make the surrounding air stagnate.

Its eyes were slightly closed, its expression dignified yet serene, and it exuded an aura of world-weariness that seemed to have seen through the vicissitudes of life.

Standing quietly, he exuded the supreme aura of a top expert in the Northern Frontier.

Below the high platform, on both sides stood three sub-emperor-level Red Hare Firescale Horses, two females and one male.

Although their physiques were slightly inferior to those of orthodox emperors, they were all imposing figures.

Their scales were of pure color and had clear patterns, and they were surrounded by rich fire-attribute energy.

His expression was solemn, and the oppressive aura emanating from him intertwined to form an invisible barrier.

In addition, there are more than fifty fire-scaled horses of the Great Monarch rank or higher.

Arranged in descending order of rank, they are agile and powerful, each capable of standing alone.

They stood silently in thought or conversed in hushed tones, their voices heavy with seriousness, their eyes filled with doubt and consideration, clearly all secretly plotting what was to come.

"Tell me about it."

A clear yet authoritative voice broke the silence.

The one speaking was the female sub-emperor-level Red Hare Firescale Horse Emperor on the left, who was also the host of today's meeting.

It has a slender body, and its scales are a pale crimson.

Slender yet sharp, with intelligent and piercing eyes.

The oppressive aura emanating from him softened somewhat, yet it still carried an unquestionable authority.

It raised its front hooves, its gaze slowly sweeping over all the powerful figures present. Its tone was calm yet penetrating, clearly reaching the ears of every Firescale Horse.

"In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Xiao Fengfeng (Chief of the Red Hare Fire Scale Horse Clan) and that human Mo Fan will be here soon."

As soon as it finished speaking, it slowly raised its hoof and pointed to the few peculiar plants in the center of the council hall.

That is a unique, naturally occurring spiritual plant of the Fire Forest Plains—the "Flame Mirror Fern".

It is also an exclusive magical plant used by the Red Hare Fire Scale Horse clan to spy on distant places.

The Fiery Mirror Fern grows in clusters, with pinnate leaves.

Each leaf is like a tiny, flaming bronze mirror.

The edges of the leaves curl, gleaming with a fiery golden-red light. The surface of the leaves is as smooth as a mirror, with clear veins that spread like the patterns of flames.

Most remarkably, a clear curtain of flame light is burning in the central leaf of the Fiery Mirror Fern.

The image on the light screen was clearly visible, without the slightest blur.

Within the light screen, the Red Hare Fire Scale Horse Clan Chief (Xiao Fengfeng) had its four hooves ablaze with fire, its body resembling a streak of crimson light, as it galloped at full speed.

Beside him, Mo Fan sat steadily on the back of the little red rabbit fire-scaled horse, looking calm and composed.

The little red rabbit, the fire-scaled horse, also moved with incredible speed, its body shimmering with light, as it activated the clan's supernatural powers together with the clan leader.

A single step covers ten thousand meters; a journey as swift as the clouds.

His figure darted across the grassland at lightning speed, covering a distance of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye, and sped toward the Fire Forest Plain.

The images on the light screen flowed in real time, and even the fire-attribute energy emanating from their bodies and the strong winds they generated as they sped along were clearly visible, as if they were right in front of us.

The powerful Firescale Horse warriors present all turned their gazes to the light screen of the Flame Mirror Fern, their expressions varying—some wary, some disdainful, some doubtful, and some curious.