Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone-Chapter 848 - 664: Immortal’s Grotto Heaven (Part 2)
"Fight for the Priest!" 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮
"Fight for the Priest!"
"Fight for the Priest!"
The women of the White Knight Order shouted in unison.
They chanted three times.
With a wave of the white-robed priest’s hand, the crowd finally fell silent.
They were still filled with murderous intent, watching like tigers.
The Grand Elder nodded and said, "Priest, at such a young age, just over two hundred years old, you have already become a powerful Divinity Transformation practitioner. Your talent is top-notch, and I feel ashamed in comparison. In handling certain tribal matters, you have been extremely fair and quite strategic. I am also ashamed in that regard!"
"The priest has done very well in many things!"
The white-robed priest said, "Then why do you want to dismiss me? Give me a suitable reason!"
The Grand Elder sighed and said, "Priest, you’ve done very well, but it is precisely because you’ve done too well that you must be dismissed! It’s because our tribe can’t withstand the turmoil anymore. If it were a useless priest, we could have extended the time a bit longer. But a capable priest must be dismissed!"
The white-robed priest said, "Enough, I don’t wish to argue further. I just want to ask what will become of me after my dismissal!"
The Grand Elder smiled and said, "After the priest steps down, you may enter the back mountain for secluded cultivation."
"Hahaha!"
The white-robed priest sneered, "Grand Elder, you’re not being honest! Even now, you wish to deceive me. Since you refuse to speak the truth, let me talk about the fate of those priests. The previous priests were all given away as gifts to other races!"
The Grand Elder smiled and said, "Indeed, you are not only the most talented priest but also the smartest one. Many priests only realized their fate when they were sent by me and became female slaves of that master. But you, you knew your fate in advance."
"You’re very clever. But sometimes, being too clever isn’t a good thing. Why didn’t you play dumb, why didn’t you act a bit more foolish?"
Pain flashed in the eyes of the white-robed priest, but they became more determined and resolute, saying, "Grand Elder, when you pushed me to the position of priest back then, I was very grateful.
That night as I slept, my soul roamed afar. In my dreams, I saw the previous priests being humiliated and ravaged by other races, and then being devoured!"
"When I awoke, my heart was filled with despair, but after much investigation, I discovered it was all true. You, who are named the Grand Elder of our race, are actually a lackey of the Golden Lion Race. How many of our human race brothers and sisters have you sent to be devoured directly; the priests of past generations trusted you, yet you betrayed them."
"In those days, I regarded you as a respected Elder, but now in my eyes, you are a great demon."
The Grand Elder’s expression didn’t change, he sneered, "Look at the entire Great Mountain Range, it’s just a pasture for our human race. From beginning to end, we’ve been destined to be farmed, and our human race has not gone extinct simply because they harvest every now and then. You say I’m a traitor, a lackey of the human race, I don’t want to argue. But am I wrong in what I’ve done? Resistance would only hasten the extinction of the human race. Only by surrendering, by kneeling in a favorable position like dogs, can we have the right to survive!"
"As a child, you naturally have the courage to speak defiantly, claiming to prefer death over submission. But I am the Grand Elder, I must protect the human race, ensure the human race is not wiped out, I can’t afford to act on anger, I must be responsible for the entire human race. The reason our human race has survived until now is not because we can fight, not because we steadfastly resist, but because of my decision to kneel like a dog."
The white-robed priest snorted coldly, "I refuse to live such a stifled life, I would rather die standing."
The Grand Elder sneered, "In chaotic times, survival is such a stark reality. You’d rather die standing than live kneeling? Ridiculous! In such chaotic times, if you can’t live standing, even wishing to die kneeling is a luxury! Back in the tribe, there were humans like you who were as rigid, and I had them killed!"
"As for you, your fate is already sealed. I am Ninth-Layer Divinity Transformation, you are First-Layer Divinity Transformation, how can you fight with me!"
As he spoke, powerful cultivation erupted, the aura of destruction swept forth, suppressing the white-robed priest.
Under the pressure, the white-robed priest retreated step by step, their face turning pale.
The sister was also struggling, but she still firmly stood in front of her elder sister.
First-Layer Divinity Transformation, against Ninth-Layer Divinity Transformation, a gap of eight small realms, how can the elder sister resist with such a vast difference.
The white-robed priest said, "The Grand Elder is formidable, and I certainly am far from being your match, but the Grand Elder overlooked one thing!"
The white-robed priest curiously asked, "What did I overlook?"
The powerful cultivation is his foundation for dominance.
By now, he hadn’t seen any opportunity for this junior to turn the tables, yet he found himself curious about the drama this junior might unfold.
The white-robed priest laughed, "Grand Elder, did you forget what I mentioned earlier? I awakened a Lifebound Divine Technique called Dream Performance Technique. When entering a dream, you can see a fragment of the future. These fragments are scattered, broken, incomplete. Not long ago, I dreamed that I would be captured by the Grand Elder... and then, Grand Elder, you died!"
"Haha, who can kill me?"
The Grand Elder sneered, "You? You’re not even worthy!"
The white-robed priest laughed, "Divine Envoy, save me!"
As they spoke, they glanced toward a certain corner of the void.
The plea for help was rather sharp.
The void shattered, and a handsome man appeared, dressed in cyan clothing, his expression tinged with curiosity, "How did you discover me?"







