Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!
Chapter 528

Chapter 528: 528

Qiu Sun Silver Teeth was somewhat troubled, as the misdeeds of Lotcar, witnessed by the members of the Silver Teeth Clan, ranged from past incidents to today’s events.

Seven years ago was a long time ago, enough to push aside, but what truly was unforgivable was Lotcar stealing the Racial Essence while the tribe slept.

For the sake of chasing Lotcar, they had spent a sleepless night.

"It doesn’t seem quite right for the Old Clan Chief to do this..."

Before Qiu Sun Silver Teeth could express the public’s dissatisfaction, a voice soon rang out not far from her.

"It’s okay," Kai Bu said nonchalantly, with hands clasped behind his back, "The Old Clan Chief is already on his deathbed; let’s consider this his last wish.

But Old Clan Chief, don’t forget our rules.

Right now, we have no idea where Lotcar is. If the competition starts and he has not arrived, or if he attends in the form of a giant wolf, he will lose his qualification.

Old Clan Chief, these are the rules set by our ancestors, even you absolutely cannot break them."

The Old Clan Chief said no more. His body, like a giant Fur Ball, swelled a bit more, and then, like a deflated ball, began to slowly shrink.

Chunjiang’s fur, under the moon’s silver light, turned into firefly-like glimmers.

Although everyone was dissatisfied with the Old Clan Chief’s decision, seeing this scene, they couldn’t help but show solemn respect, knowing what it signified.

Chunjiang’s long life finally came to an end at this moment.

He closed his eyes, and images of a young Kai Bu and Lotcar appeared in his mind, once as close as true brothers, now as strangers.

"Forgive me, Kai Bu, but truly, Lotcar is more suited to be the Clan Leader than you are," Chunjiang thought, "He has not changed at all from before..."

Chunjiang’s body transformed into countless points of light, which flew toward the enormous wolf’s head nearby, merging into the wolf sculpture’s forehead.

A glint of red sparkled in the eyes of the wolf’s head, and the sculpture gathered the Starlight in its mouth, slowly spinning it into the Racial Essence of the Silver Teeth Clan.

For anyone of the Silver Teeth Clan who died within the village, their Strength would ultimately converge in the wolf’s head, crystallizing into the Racial Essence.

For the Silver Teeth Clan, their Racial Essence represented the living inheriting the power of the deceased.

Thus, despite their Racial Essence not being as critical as that of the Plant Clan, they were also adverse to their Racial Essence being taken out of the village.

Lotcar, who brazenly stole the Racial Essence, had long since lost his qualifications for Clan Leadership in their hearts.

The atmosphere at the scene was somber. Qiu Sun Silver Teeth did not expect things to turn out this way—the passing of the Old Clan Chief was certainly heartbreaking, but today was the Full Moon Festival, and the ceremonies had to continue as planned.

"The Old Clan Chief still chose Lotcar to be the prospective Clan Leader, there are two remaining spots for the sacred battle, and I hope capable members of our tribe will eagerly participate."

As soon as she finished speaking, several powerful tribespeople raised their hands, longing for the honor of participating in the sacred battle.

In the end, Qiu Sun selected the two most capable individuals from among them to join the sacred battle and then randomly assigned opponents through lots.

The first match would be Kai Bu against Lotcar.

It seemed to be an unbeatable draw, but Kai Bu’s lips curled downward, visibly displeased.

Others might not have clearly heard what the Old Clan Chief said in his final moments, but Kai Bu, who was nearby, heard every word.

Even in death, the Old Clan Chief still firmly believed that Lotcar could return and win the position of Clan Leader, even declaring that Lotcar was more suitable than himself.

Kai Bu clenched the number two lot in his hand, envy and hatred flashed across his eyes but then turned crystal clear in an instant.

He was about to win.

Yet knowing that victory was within his grasp, a different kind of loneliness ignited within him.

From the past to the present.

Kai Bu had always looked forward to this moment, yet now he feared its arrival.

"The first match, by the acting patriarch, Kai Bu, against Lotcar. Lotcar, you have one minute to enter the stage, if you exceed this time, you will be declared the loser."

Qiu Sun started counting down formally from sixty, all eyes on the scene fixed on Kai Bu, believing that Lotcar couldn’t possibly appear there in one minute.

However, as Qiu Sun’s countdown entered the final ten seconds, a tall figure appeared on the opposite side of the platform, stepping onto the steps to face Kai Bu, casually folding his arms and waiting quietly for the match to begin.

Nearly all the tribespeople, upon seeing the figure, were astoundingly agape, disbelief splayed across their faces.

The man had short silver-white hair and a wolf tail, a muscular build nearing two meters tall, with well-defined muscles bulging throughout his body. A silver-white animal skin was draped over him, inspiring awe.

His mature face bore a trace of weathering, and his gaze was profound and steadfast.

He asked Qiu Sun, equally astounded, "I suppose I haven’t lost the qualification to participate in the sacred battle, have I?"

Qiu Sun hesitated, unsure how to respond, but looking at Lotcar’s tall stature, a certain sense of reassurance welled up inside her, and she answered hesitantly:

"The Old Clan Chief said you are a candidate for Clan Leader, and the acting patriarch also said if you could return... then you will be allowed to participate in the sacred battle."

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"Yes—there should be no problem."

As soon as Qiu Sun reached this conclusion, immediately a few members of the clan expressed their dissatisfaction, "Lotcar, you stole the Racial Essence, and seven years ago, you caused such a disaster, how dare you..."

"According to the tradition of our tribe, those participating in the sacred battle are designated by the Clan Leader or are recognized as the strongest in the tribe. As long as one is a member of the Silver Teeth Clan and is acknowledged, they are qualified to participate.

There is no rule that one who has erred has no right to participate again. The Old Clan Chief has nominated me as the candidate; I am still qualified for the sacred battle!"

Everyone around looked at each other, unsure how to proceed. Indeed, according to Silver Teeth Clan tradition, there was no rule barring those who had erred from competing for Clan Leadership.

But, according to common sense, after such a grave mistake, and without any sign of repentance, nor returning the stolen Racial Essence, how could you have the audacity to show up here?

If it were Lotcar seven years ago, he certainly wouldn’t have said such things.

The current Lotcar was simply playing the rogue.

Lotcar had decided, even if not honorably or without getting everyone’s approval, even if he couldn’t expose Kai Bu’s conspiracy, he still had to fight with Kai Bu.

That was why he had returned.