Fall of the Spirit Clan

Inside the room.

Rain pattered against the windows outside. Gusts of wind swept droplets and cold air into the room, leaving it damp and chilly.

Xun'er's expression darkened slightly as she quietly listened to Ling Ying's account, a trace of irritation gradually flickering in her eyes.

She cut Ling Ying off and suddenly asked, "So the Elder Council still hasn't changed its mind?"

"That is correct."

Ling Ying smiled bitterly. "Although news of Young Master Xiao Yan becoming the Pill Gathering champion has reached the clan, the reaction was nowhere near as pronounced as expected. Aside from many conservative elders changing from opposition to neutrality, nothing has changed."

Because of the Po Zong Pill, and because Ling Ying had known Xun'er for a long time, he naturally did not dare conceal anything. He told her every detail of the Elder Council's proceedings.

"Opposition changed to neutrality? How laughable."

A rare chill appeared on Xun'er's face as she said mockingly, "Even if ninety-nine percent of the Elder Council changed to neutral, as long as one person chose to oppose it, the result could not change in the slightest. They even dare manipulate the vote count. This Elder Council truly has quite the authority."

Cold sweat seeped across Ling Ying's forehead as he spoke softly. "Miss, although this vote indeed did not change the outcome, the number of neutral elders has already exceeded the number opposing it. Perhaps you..."

Xun'er cut him off with a cold laugh. "Whether there are more or fewer neutral elders, at most it is merely giving the Xiao Clan some face. No, it is not even for the Xiao Clan's sake, but for the Ancient Clan's own dignity. They themselves know they cannot bring themselves to be so shameless."

"As for the vote? Anyone with eyes can