Legendary Clan Chief-Chapter 28 - 27 The Strange Change in the Withered Tree_1
28: Chapter 27: The Strange Change in the Withered Tree_1
28 -27: The Strange Change in the Withered Tree_1
“Elders, warriors, there is no need for formality.”
Xiao Chen, who had ridden up to the crowd, pulled back on the reins tightly.
His warhorse immediately lifted its front hooves off the ground and stood still.
Xiao Chen, who was straddling the warhorse, remained motionless, looking calmly at the crowd.
A strong conviction resonated in every word he slowly articulated.
Clang, clang!
Upon hearing Xiao Chen’s words, the members of the Gu Yuan Tribe stood up one after another, accompanied by a series of weapon clashes.
The Guardian Clan Soldiers, who were maintaining order at the city gate, tightly gripped their weapons.
All of them looked fixedly, with eyes full of fire, at Xiao Chen standing atop his warhorse.
Whenever Xiao Chen’s gaze swept over them, they couldn’t help but straighten their bodies.
Beads of sweat seeped through the palms of their hands out of excitement, unnoticed.
“Hehe, big brother is so powerful.
He scared all these uncles and aunts and grandparents,” said Little Lü Er,
he was perched on Shan Kun’s shoulder, letting out a chime-like laughter, dispelling the pressure that Xiao Chen had naturally brought to everyone.
Shan Kun lightly lifted Lü Er into his arms.
Despite being in front of everyone, the little girl continued to laugh without restraint.
“All the elders have worked hard these past few days.
Once everything in the tribe is back in order, I, as the clan leader, shall certainly reward everyone for their merits,” said Xiao Chen.
In response to Xiao Chen’s words, the elder leaders of the clan waved their hands in dismissal.
Who could surpass Xiao Chen, the Clan Leader of the Xiao Clan, in terms of merit within the Gu Yuan Tribe?
Having the youngest Blood Refining Realm warrior in the Gu Yuan clan for hundreds of years and holding great power over ten thousand lives and deaths, Xiao Chen was very clear about the need for clear rewards, tempering kindness with authority, alternating hardness with softness, in order to better motivate the tribe’s people and make everyone feel that Gu Yuan has hope.
And all of this is exactly what he intended to do next.
“Master Xiao, Shan Kun and his team have done a remarkable job.
We should let people enter the clan and rest so that we, as the hosts of Gu Yuan, can extend our hospitality.
Otherwise, wouldn’t we be ridiculed by outsiders?”
In front of outsiders, a man only known as Ironstone had always been well-mannered.
He did not use his seniority to patronize Xiao Chen because he was one of the older generation.
Instead, he consistently eased Xiao Chen’s burdens and quietly supported him.
“Haha, the Grand Elder is right, please, Shan Kun and other warriors, come inside.”
After finishing these words, Xiao Chen didn’t immediately move, but instead turned his gaze to some of the outsiders.
His originally soft gaze instantaneously turned sharp.
“Friends who have traveled from afar to do business in my Gu Yuan Tribe, I, Xiao Chen, am pleased to welcome you.
However, if you think that my Gu Yuan tribe is defenseless after the big battle and you want to cause trouble, then, don’t blame me, the clan leader, for being merciless!”
As his voice echoed, Xiao Chen’s unassuming body suddenly burst out with an astonishing aura, his blood qi boiling over, rolling like smoke, and painting the vault of heaven.
Many from the surrounding foreign tribes were shocked by Xiao Chen’s aura.
Naturally, Xiao Chen being a warrior from the Blood Refining Realm, his hidden strength had already been further augmented.
His life stage was on a different level compared to those in the Bone-Tempering Realm.
All could not help but change their faces on the spot.
Some of the timid ones were even directly scared into collapsing on the spot, their faces full of shock.
It felt as though thousands of thunderclaps were rolling in their ears while their hearts felt like they were being engulfed by roaring waves in the sea, their blood boiling and unable to calm down for a long time.
Xiao Chen’s unexpected move silenced everyone yet unnoticed among the crowd at the back, there were two people, one old and one young, who were not affected by the aura.
When Xiao Chen’s aura covered the crowd, the elder discretely waved his hand, keeping the invisible pressure away from them.
The youth was petite, with a pale face and an air of defeat.
Looking at Xiao Chen, powerful and majestic, a hint of envy flashed in his eyes briefly before disappearing entirely unnoticed even by the elder standing next to him.
Looking at the slowly dispersing crowd, the youth suddenly said, “Old Hu, this young Clan Leader Xiao of Gu Yuan overwhelmed us with his martial arts.
He certainly has a limitless future.”
The elder, whose strength was unfathomably profound, noticed Xiao Chen’s cultivation level easily.
“Indeed,” he replied.
“At such a young age, he trained to the peak of the Early Stage of the Blood Refining Realm in Giant Stone Valley, where resources are scarce.
He truly deserves to be called a prodigy.”
“Let’s go.
Since we’ve arrived at the Gu Yuan Tribe, let’s go in and see what’s different about this tribe that’s at the bottom rung even among the low-ranking tribes.
Somehow, they’ve managed to produce such a genius warrior,”
With the words spoken, the young man took the lead, following the crowd towards the Gu Yuan Tribe.
Upon seeing this, the old man called Hu Lao, who was behind him, shook his head and quickly followed.
At this moment, Xiao Chen was already in the Great Hall of the tribe.
As for Shan Kun and the others, they had been led away by the tribespeople to rest.
After all, they had been imprisoned for a long time, had engaged in a major battle, and had made a long journey.
Escorting children back to Gu Yuan had already pushed them to the brink of exhaustion.
If they failed to recuperate, it would seriously damage their martial arts foundation and cause incalculable future disasters on their path of martial arts. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
Xiao Chen sat confidently in the center of the tribal conference hall, his eyes gazing inconspicuously at the onlookers below.
The supervisors looking back at him made it seem as if they were facing a vast sea, deep and boundless.
After listening to the reports of the supervisors, Xiao Chen now had a clear understanding of the post-war Gu Yuan.
Although some details weren’t very clear, in general, the damage from the war hadn’t crippled the Gu Yuan Tribe.
Firstly, Xiao Chen managed to slay the invading Blood Refining Realm strong ones under his spear, causing the enemies to disperse and flee prematurely.
Secondly, as the defenders of the city, the Gu Yuan Tribe had a natural advantage.
Their higher ground made the tribe easy to defend and difficult to attack.
About to speak after listening to the reports of the supervisors below, Xiao Chen saw a man arise from his seat below and walk to the center of the hall.
After saluting Xiao Chen, he reported, “Leader, while cleaning up the battlefield, we only found the bodies of Xie Li and Xiong Li.
We haven’t found the body of the Great Elder of the Withered Wood Tribe.”
After the sturdy man made his report, to strengthen the credibility, the Grand Elder Tie Shi confirmed, “That’s right.
We asked the tribespeople of the Withered Wood Tribe who had joined us to identify the dead bodies.
We haven’t found Mu Yan’s body, so I suspect that Mu Yan didn’t die.
He managed to escape in the chaos.”
“In that case, where could Mu Yan have fled?” Xiao Chen had confidence in his own strength.
If his arrow didn’t kill Mu Yan, at least it had seriously injured him.
The critical issue now was where the seriously injured Mu Yan had escaped to, as the vengeance of a Blood Refining Realm strong one could make the Gu Yuan Tribe feel uneasy day and night.
“Let me tell you where Mu Yan could have escaped to.”
Just as everyone was deep in thought about where Mu Yan could be hiding, a rough voice came from outside the door.
A burly man with a full beard strode in.
Gu Yuan Tribe’s second elder, Lin Shan, had returned.
The man who entered was another Blood Refining Realm warrior of the Gu Yuan Tribe, Lin Shan.
Not only that, but Shi Yong and Mu Wu Feng, who had been sent to subjugate the Black Mountain Tribe, had also returned.
However, Mu Wu Feng’s face bore an expression of great sorrow.
“You’re saying, Mu Yan, critically injured, fled back to the Withered Wood Tribe.
In order to heal his injury and break through his realm, he brutally killed all the remaining tribespeople of the Withered Wood Tribe.
He then used their blood for some evil cultivation method, which ultimately led to his own demonic possession.
After expelling blood from all seven orifices, he died.”
Hearing Lin Shan’s report, not only Xiao Chen, but also all the tribespeople present were shocked.
They were unsure whether to be surprised by the cruelty of Mu Yan, or by the fact that he died from demonic possession.
“That’s correct.
When we arrived, the Withered Wood Tribe had already lost all signs of life.
It was like a human hell, with all their tribespeople, men, the elderly, and children all lying in pools of blood.
Their bodies were already bloodless, dried up, and their blood had all been stored in a blood pool at the center of the tribe.
And Mu Yan was lying next to an altar by the blood pool, bleeding from all seven orifices and already lifeless.”
Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen could not help but sigh.
The Great Elder of the Withered Wood Tribe, Mu Yan, although formidable, had ultimately ended his life with the destruction of his tribe.
“There is another matter that requires the chief’s decision.”
Hearing the Second Elder Lin Shan asking for instructions again, Xiao Chen put aside the matter of Mu Yan and asked, “I don’t know what’s the matter Second Elder Lin Shan speaks.”
“Under the leader’s order, we led the tribe’s warriors to the Black Mountain Tribe’s lair but did not find their Young Clan Leader, Xiong Kang, or Elder Sun Diao.
Both of them have fled.”
“Of course, these two must have been scared off by the leader’s invincible figure, who knows where they fled for their lives.”
People below started to speculate, guessing that Xiong Kang and Sun Diao must have received news of the Black Mountain Tribe’s defeat and fled into the Great Wasteland.
“Alright, concerning these two insignificant characters, I, Gu Yuan, am not afraid.”
Quieting the disputes from below, Xiao Chen did not care about his defeated subordinates.
As the leader of a tribe, his focus had already shifted to the future of Gu Yuan.
