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Chapter 342 - 341 Uncle Turtle Awakens The Defy Fate One

Chapter 342: Chapter 341 Uncle Turtle Awakens The Defy Fate One

Retreating cautiously by two paces, Lu Zixun stared at the trembling turtle shell.

The shell was merely trembling and nothing else occurred.

Just as he found it strange, a peculiar aura emanated from the turtle shell.

"Young man, staring so intently at this old one is somewhat impolite,"

As Lu Zixun blinked and opened his eyes, an old man with a white beard appeared before him, smiling.

"Ding—Goodwill Value +2000 from the Lingyang Turtle detected."

The sudden transformation of the Lingyang Turtle into a human form left Lu Zixun stunned for a moment, his mouth twitching slightly, "Uncle Turtle, how did you suddenly awaken?"

"Sensing the emergence of a Defier, of course it was time for me to wake up."

Mumbling something, the Lingyang Turtle produced a walking stick in his hand, "Little kitty, do you know the current situation in the Crimson Land?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Zixun’s tail swished a few times.

Considering the Lingyang Turtle was an elder after all, he slowly recounted the current situation of the Crimson Land.

Learning that the Demon Clan only had Zone 13 left as habitat and that the Demon Clan’s internal divisions were at their peak, a look of sorrow appeared in the Lingyang Turtle’s eyes.

A sigh was heard from the Lingyang Turtle, "Had I known this would happen, the Demon Clan should not have exhausted their strength to buy time for the Human Clan when the Bloody Moon arrived."

"Hmm?"

Lu Zixun narrowed his eyes at the Lingyang Turtle and probed, "Uncle Turtle, why did you buy time for humans?"

Touching his snow-white beard, the Lingyang Turtle calmly answered, "The strength of the Insect Clan under the Bloody Moon is formidable; the tunneling insects directly infiltrated the humans’ rear in Zone 1. Caught off guard, humans nearly faced total annihilation."

"At that moment of life and death, the Demon Clan’s Defier rushed to the scene and sacrificed the blood of the entire Demon Clan to preserve the human’s rear guard position."

"After this battle, the Defier died, and the Demon Clan entered into an irrecoverable decline. In order to preserve the bloodline of the Demon Clan, the Defier detonated his Demon Power within himself, shattering the spatial fault and leading the Demon Clan away from Zone 1 to avoid the ungrateful Zhenfei’s finishing blow."

The voice that narrated the events of the past carried a compelling gravity.

Lu Zixun, feeling an inexplicable heaviness, quietly listened without a word.

"That is the story of what happened during the Bloody Moon back then."

After a sigh, the Lingyang Turtle looked at Lu Zixun with a smile, "Young friend, to which clan do you belong? I cannot sense any Demon Power within you."

"Swallowing Sky Cat Demon."

Upon hearing these four words, the Lingyang Turtle’s complexion changed, "Does that mean everyone from the Sha Fei in the Crimson Land is dead?"

"Not at all."

Not understanding why the Lingyang Turtle suddenly said that, Lu Zixun replied with a look of bewilderment.

"Each Swallowing Sky Cat Demon would not enter the Demon Clan’s territory until their strength reached the SS level."

Pausing for a moment, the Lingyang Turtle’s expression fluctuated, "Yet I do not sense any domain presence from you, thereby deducing you certainly haven’t broken through to the SS level. Is Sha Fei really that assured?"

Upon these words, Lu Zixun’s eyes narrowed.

From the Lingyang Turtle’s words, Lu Zixun discerned something significant.

The growth of the Swallowing Sky Cat Demon lineage was under the care of Sha Fei.

Lu Zixun’s sudden appearance in Demon Clan territory undoubtedly shattered Uncle Turtle’s perception.

He could hear the concern in Uncle Turtle’s words. Lu Zixun’s eyes deepened, realizing Uncle Turtle was afraid for the people of Zhenfei.

"Uncle, don’t worry. The people of Zhenfei don’t even know I’ve come to the Crimson Land yet."

After comforting Uncle Turtle, Lu Zixun shifted the conversation. "Uncle, you mentioned earlier that a ’Defier’ has appeared. Surely, you don’t mean me?"

Surprised, Uncle Turtle looked at Lu Zixun and laughed, shaking his head. "The Swallowing Sky Cat Demon clan has never produced a ’Defier.’ The one I spoke of is Lang Qian Yue’s brother."

"Uh..."

Feeling slightly self-conscious, a sheepish smile formed on Lu Zixun’s face as he asked, "Lang Qian Yue has two brothers. Which one are you referring to?"

With a smirk, Uncle Turtle stroked his chin. "Lang Qianxing."

"What did you call me for?"

Lang Qianxing had walked up to the wall and, looking at Uncle Turtle respectfully, called out, "Uncle Turtle."

After shooting Lu Zixun a look that warned him to keep silent, Uncle Turtle’s gaze landed on Lang Qianxing. "To think, in the blink of an eye, little Xing has grown so much."

Lang Qianxing pursed his lips, remaining silent.

"I’ve just been told by young friend Zixun about the current situation of the Demon Clan. Xing, do you have any plans?"

It seemed Uncle Turtle noticed Lang Qianxing’s discomfort and, smiling warmly, he changed the subject.

"Here’s the thing, Uncle Turtle. The Demon Clan is now fragmented and oppressed in many areas. I want to use your prestige to gather these oppressed groups together and form a new system..."

As Lang Qianxing spoke eloquently of his methods for saving the Demon Clan, Uncle Turtle’s expression grew serious, listening intently.

Lu Zixun, on the other hand, yawned and drifted into a dozing state.

"This idea has a seventy percent chance of success, but there is one issue."

Uncle Turtle pondered for a moment. "Xing, are you prepared to take on the role of leader?"

"I..."

Hearing Uncle Turtle’s words, hesitation appeared on Lang Qianxing’s face. After a pause, he shook his head. "I don’t know."

"Leading our people to the border to establish a defensive settlement, I thought it would increase our strength and awaken the Demon Clan’s fighting spirit..."

Lang Qianxing said, managing a wry smile. "But later, I realized that I may have made a wrong decision, one that neither improved our people’s strength nor awakened the Demon Clan’s fighting spirit."

Lu Zixun, who had been dozing, opened his eyes and fixed his gaze on the disheartened Lang Qianxing.

He wondered to himself, "Is Uncle Turtle testing Lang Qianxing?"

In the next second, Uncle Turtle spoke. "Your decision was correct. The mistake was failing to see the Demon Clan’s current situation clearly. The plan you articulated is the opportunity for transformation in the Demon Clan; it just needs the right person to lead them down the correct path."

Lang Qianxing’s gaze flickered as he looked up at Uncle Turtle. "Uncle Turtle, can I really do it?"

"Of course, you can."

Lu Zixun, yawning, interjected, "If they’re reluctant to come to the defensive settlement, it’s because they fear fighting the Insect Clan. And as someone on the frontline, what reason do you have to doubt?"

"And furthermore,"

Lu Zixun paused, then continued, "as one of the Demon Clan’s only S-levels, just your strength alone should be enough to lead them. Have a little confidence, brother."

Hearing Lu Zixun draw out the word "brother" with an elongated tone, Lang Qianxing took a deep breath and nodded emphatically.