Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 404 - 393: The Decision of the Three Tribes! (Second Update) _1

Chapter 404: Chapter 393: The Decision of the Three Tribes! (Second Update) _1

Giant Wood Ancient City, Mountain Hawk Tribe.

In the ancient city, gigantic ancient trees block the sky and shoot straight into the vault of heaven. Among them, some trees bear extraordinarily sweet fruit. Although they cannot increase one’s cultivation, they do possess the ability to replenish one’s vitality. At this moment, the tribe people were harvesting the fruit.

In a corner of Giant Wood Ancient City, an ancient tree, not more than thirty feet tall, is fenced off by qing stones for protection. Despite not being prominent among the numerous trees in the city, it is the most precious tree of Mountain Hawk Tribe.

At this moment, atop this giant wood, there were three or four people from the Mountain Hawk Tribe, picking the crystalline and blood-colored fruit. Each fruit was the size of a fist – red and sparkling, with a faint glow radiating from within, exuding a strong fragrance.

A member of the Mountain Hawk Tribe took a deep breath, held a piece of fruit in his hand, brought it to his nose, and inhaled deeply. The strong scent of the fruit permeated his spleen, instantly refreshing him, and he couldn’t help but exclaim, "This Blood Essence Fruit only ripens every three years, each one equivalent to a Treasure Medicine. I really want to have a taste."

"You are quite daring. The Blood Essence Fruit is a tribute to the many powerful warriors in the tribe who have reached the Blood Refining Realm Level. Unless you have made a great contribution to the tribe, or become a Blood Refining Realm Warrior, you will not have the chance to get this fruit. Eating it without permission is punishable by clan rules," said another member of the Mountain Hawk Tribe.

"Hmph! These clan rules are set for common tribespeople like us. Think about the Grand Elder’s grandson, who has, from birth, been under the Grand Elder’s care and has refined several Blood Essence Fruit into his body. Now only twenty years old, he has broken through the Blood Refining Realm.

Hearing the words of the other member of the tribe, this warrior snorted coldly with a tone of mockery, "But what’s the use of becoming a Blood Refining Realm Warrior? It’s all down to fate, isn’t it? He wanted to follow our tribe’s warriors to accumulate merit, but ended up a captive of another tribe. It’s hard to imagine what a Blood Refining Realm Warrior would look like digging in the mines."

Hearing his words, the rest of the warriors did not refute, showing their dissatisfaction with the clan’s behavior. One of them said, "I heard that the Grand Elder has approached the tribe chief several times about this matter. He suggested using lots of resources as a ransom to redeem his beloved grandson, unlike the common warriors who won’t be so lucky."

"Indeed, no matter what happens, we ordinary tribespeople are always the least appreciated!" In the corner, an old man carefully picked a Blood Essence Fruit and placed it in a prepared jade plate, then said, "Everyone, hurry up. Today, the chiefs of the Green Sea and Phoenix Mountain Tribes and an array of Centurions are coming. Our chief is preparing to serve the Blood Essence Fruit to the guests."

"Quiet! War Soldiers are coming for an inspection!" Suddenly, someone spoke, and the tree quieted down.

A squad of a hundred war soldiers passed just outside the stone wall barrier. Each soldier, sergeant, and Centurion sharply took aim at the tree, then scrutinized those picking the Blood Essence Fruit.

"You all, hurry up and pick the Blood Essence Fruits. The tribe chief is waiting to serve the esteemed guests and discuss important matters within the tribe. If you are caught slacking or rebelling and upset the tribe chief, you will be punished severely," shouted the Centurion from below the ancient tree. His cold voice reached the tribespeople on the tree, making them tremble. Following that, the squadron of hundred-man war masters walked away.

"Did you hear that? Discussing important matters within the tribe!" The eyes of several Mountain Hawk Tribe members lit up. "Probably discussion on how to rescue our Blood Refining Realm Warriors. After all, our three major tribes have had four Centurion Warriors captured. In the Mountain Hawk Tribe, every Blood Refining Realm Warrior is precious and vital to our strength."

"I am just wondering what the tribe will decide regarding the ordinary war soldiers! In my opinion, the Grand elder is the most vocal about this matter. He’s ready to sell out the interests of the Mountain Hawk Tribe just for his precious grandson!"

"Even if it is, the tribe chief is old and has no hope of breaking through to the next realm, and has no descendants. On the other hand, the Grand Elder’s grandson has exceptional talent, becoming a Blood Refining Realm Warrior. With the Grand Elder standing behind him, he is the best candidate for the next tribe chief. For the future of the tribe, even if the price is high, the Mountain Hawk Tribe must bear it!"

"Enough, stop talking. The tribe chief and the Grand Elder are not people you can discuss casually. Caution or calamity may spring from your mouth!" The old man waved his hand and scolded sternly. "Everyone, concentrate. Be careful not to damage the Blood Essence Fruits. These are to be served to the esteemed guests of the other two tribes. If you are unsatisfied with your status, you should work hard at your cultivation, become a sergeant or even a Centurion. By then, not even the Grand Elder will dare dispose of you arbitrarily."

The Blood Essence Ancient Tree immediately quieted down, leaving only the sounds of the fruits being harvested. In the corner, the old man sighed again. As an elder in the tribe, having experienced a hundred years, he could clearly see the weakening of the tribe chief’s line and the rise of the Grand Elder’s line. When a main branch weakens and a side branch strengthens, bloodshed is bound to ensue. But as an elder, there is little he could do.

Soon, plates of sparkling Blood Essence Fruits were sent to the Withered Wood Great Hall in the center of the tribe.

"Chief Qingmu, I believe we need not panic. The Gu Yuan Clan may have exterminated the beast tribe and monopolized countless resources, but they have offended all the tribes in our Dragon Fall Territory. Would the other tribes in Dragon Fall Territory allow them to hoard limitless resources? Moreover, they have now disregarded the ancient legends of the Great Wasteland and placed their tribe atop the Human Ancient City Ruins. Do they really believe their tribe to be blessed by fate? I think their clan’s day of destruction is not far!"

In the Great Hall, the tribe chief of Phoenix Mountain Tribe, Chief Fengxiang, spoke. He was jealous of the numerous resources left by the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range. Now, he gained no benefits while, on the contrary, he had to produce resources to redeem his tribe’s war masters. This naturally enraged him.

"What Chief Fengxiang says is true. The Gu Yuan Clan is nothing but an intruder. They audaciously monopolize the resources from the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range without asking if we, the other tribes of Dragon Fall Territory, agree! I believe we three major tribes should just delay in responding to the conditions put forth by the Gu Yuan Clan. Dare they really execute our thousands of tribe people?"

Lu Ming also expressed his anger. He added, "By then, even if the Gu Yuan Clan is powerful, can they resist the joint attack from our Dragon Fall Territory? As for how many resources the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range contains, the three of us are not ignorant. I am afraid that even the central tribes of the territory like the Turtle Mountain and other major tribes would not be able to hold back. By then, the Gu Yuan Clan would definitely face a disastrous end."