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Chapter 733 - 731: Gathering at Nine Villages

Chapter 733: Chapter 731: Gathering at Nine Villages

"You refuse to speak, then accept the punishment of death,"

the Elder from the Witch God Temple uttered coldly, his body quivered, and a terrifying aura like a deluge rushed towards the Elder in the white robe.

That immense pressure, vast like the Primordial Era, bore down on the other, like an insurmountable mountain crashing upon him.

The force was so fearsome that it seemed to nearly collapse the void within the Witch God Temple, attesting to the Elder’s terrifying nature, certainly a thing of horror.

Yet, faced with such a dreadful attack, the Elder who had intruded the Witch God Temple, dressed in a white robe, revealed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and waved his hand gently.

Suddenly, that terrible presence in the void was dissolved into nothingness, restorating calm around, while the Elder from the Witch God Temple staggered back several steps, his eyes filled with a look of sheer horror as he stared at the other.

With just a casual wave of his hand, the Elder in the white robe had wiped out a power capable of easily annihilating those in the Celestial Beings Realm, showcasing his mysterious and fearsome strength.

"You... who exactly are you?"

The Elder from the Witch God Temple stared intently at the formidable Elder before him.

"Do not worry, I won’t harm you, I merely wish to discuss something with you,"

said the Elder with a smile, before revealing certain information.

"How do you know of its existence? That’s impossible!"

The Elder from the Witch God Temple’s complexion changed, and once again, a look of shock flashed across his eyes as he shook his head vigorously.

"You holding onto that thing is a waste, it would be better off with someone else, so that at least someone might inherit the Witch God’s legacy,"

the Elder in the white robe stated indifferently.

"He lacks the Witch Bloodline, he can’t absorb those things, or he will head down a road leading to death,"

the Elder from the Witch God Temple replied coldly.

"That is none of your concern. Besides, I wish to tell you that indeed, there is someone in this world who possesses the Witch Bloodline,"

the Elder in the white robe spoke again.

"What? How is that possible?"

The Elder from the Witch God Temple’s complexion shifted, pupils contracted, his eyes revealing an incomparable shock.

"There is nothing impossible in this world."

The Elder in the white robe spoke evenly, then he continued with more words.

"Now you understand, don’t you? I wonder if you agree now, or if you plan to continue your refusal. If you still refuse, I may be compelled to take some excessive actions,"

the Elder in the white robe said, his gaze shimmering as he looked at the other.

After deliberation, the Elder from the Witch God Temple said, "I can agree, but who exactly are you?"

"Who am I? Ha ha..."

laughed the Elder in the white robe heartily, then he turned and left the Witch God Temple.

Upon leaving the Witch God Temple, the Elder in the white robe stood atop a mountain peak, his gaze sweeping over Phoenix Village as he spoke lightly,

"You naughty boy, this is all the help I can give you. It’s up to you to make your way from here. I hope you don’t disappoint this old man."

After these words, the Elder’s figure vanished without a trace, with the extreme stealthiness of Gui Mei.

Time passed, and soon a new day dawned.

In a large hall of Phoenix Village, Lin Fang sat in the main seat, Lin Feng stood aside, his gaze settled on Lei Tuo, who was seated across.

Next to Lei Tuo sat a middle-aged man dressed in purple Miao attire, rugged in feature, burly in stature, emitting an aura of thunder, none other than the Leigong Stockade Chieftain Lei Mu, who was also Lei Tuo’s father.

"Brother Lin, I believe you already know why I am here. Previously, you mentioned you wished our two villages to enter into a marriage alliance, proposing your daughter to marry my son. We at Leigong Stockade fully agree."

"Today, I have come with Lei Tuo to set a date for their festive day. We’ll gather all Nine Villages for a grand celebration. Of course, I will also support you in becoming the Miao Clan Leader,"

Lei Mu spoke to Lin Fang.

"I disagree, I will not marry him!"

Lin Feeng refused on the spot, her eyes filled with disgust as she looked at Lei Tuo.

"Little Feng, is there anyone more suitable for you within the Miao Clan’s Nine Villages? Besides, Uncle Lin wants to become the Clan Leader of the Miao Clan, and he can only rely on our Leigong Stockade for help; otherwise, you are no match for Miao King Village."

Lei Tuo spoke directly, his tone exuding confidence.

"What do you mean by that, Lin brother?"

Lei Mu’s gaze shifted to Lin Fang, asking.

"I..."

Ding ding ding...

Just as Lin Fang was about to speak, suddenly a series of loud and piercing bell tolls spread across all of the Miao Clan’s Nine Villages.

"Why is the assembly bell ringing? Has something happened?"

Lei Mu’s eyes narrowed with a flash of surprise.

"Don’t know, let’s go have a look!"

Lin Fang said, and the four of them walked outside, coincidentally running into Xiao Yifeng.

"You’re still not dead!"

When Lei Tuo saw Xiao Yifeng, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"What, you think I should be dead?"

Xiao Yifeng looked at Lei Tuo and smiled lightly, to which the latter snorted heavily.

"Big brother, don’t bother with that guy!"

Lin Feeng said to Xiao Yifeng.

"Hm, I won’t stoop to arguing with an idiot."

Xiao Yifeng nodded.

"You..."

Lei Tuo’s eyes flashed with fury as he glared at Xiao Yifeng.

"Alright, let’s all gather in the square!"

Lin Fang said.

"Little Feng, what’s this bell ringing about?"

Xiao Yifeng looked at Lin Feeng and asked involuntarily.

"That is our Miao Clan’s assembly bell toll. Whenever it rings, all members of the Miao Clan must gather in the square; it usually signifies that something major has occurred within the clan."

Lin Feeng explained.

They soon arrived at an open square in the center of the Miao Clan’s Nine Villages; at this moment, nearly a thousand Miao people from all the villages were gradually converging there, clearly segmented into nine positions, representing the Nine Villages.

While the Miao Clan’s Nine Villages appeared to be one entity, they existed separately, with considerable conflicts among some of the villages.

At the forefront of the square stood nine middle-aged men clad in traditional Miao attire, exuding an impressive aura. They were the Chieftains of the Miao Clan’s Nine Villages, also currently the nine most authoritative people within the clan.

"Lei brother, what do you think the Elder is up to by suddenly sounding the assembly bell?"

At that time, a tall man with a deep complexion and profound eyes, dressed in Miao attire, approached Lei Mu and began speaking. He was Miao Cheng, the Chieftain of Miao King Village and held the highest status among the nine Chieftains.

This was not only because his strength had Entered the Saint Realm, but also due to most of the Clan Leaders coming from Miao King Village, which elevated the village’s status within the Miao Clan.

"Don’t know!"

Lei Mu spoke indifferently.