Above the Ancient Realm, dark clouds gradually obscured the sunlight, seeming to press the entire sky several degrees lower. The air was so stifling it was hard to breathe.
Clouds came and went, yet there was neither thunder nor lightning. Thus, the two days before the Heavenly Tomb's opening quietly passed beneath this tense, unbroken weather.
Over those two days, the Soul Clan people suddenly fell silent. Apart from Hun Ruoruo, not a single one of them appeared within the Ancient Clan. This restraint naturally drew the Elder Council's attention, easing the previously sword-drawn tension between the two sides somewhat.
"Today is the day the Heavenly Tomb opens."
Standing before the bamboo house, Xun'er gazed up at the heavy clouds and murmured softly.
"Miss need not worry."
Clan elder Gu Shan, dressed in a luxurious robe, slowly emerged behind her. With a smile in his aged eyes, he leisurely bowed. "Even without the Xiao Clan quota, our Ancient Clan still possesses four quotas. Competing against the Xiao-Soul Alliance should hardly be difficult."
At the word "Miss," Xun'er's eyes narrowed at once, and her tone turned colder. "As expected of the Elder Council's envoy. Elder Gu Shan is certainly well-informed."
Clearly, his casual attitude, as well as his unabashed use of "Miss," meant that he had already learned her Young Master position had been revoked.
To learn of an order personally issued by the Clan Leader in such a short time, the Elder Council's internal network could truly be described as airtight.
"Hehe, Miss is mistaken."
Gu Shan stood with his hands behind his back and smiled. "The Elder Council is the lifeblood of our clan's prosperity. If its intelligence were lacking, we would likely have long since been infiltrated by those treacherous Soul Clan villains. For the Elder Council to