"My king, that cannot be allowed. The position of Great Priest in the Huwang Tribe has always been held by a member of our own tribe. How can we let an outsider take the position? I ask Your Majesty to withdraw your decree."
As Huwang Tribe leader Jida's voice fell, a calm-faced elder in his fifties suddenly rose from beside him, stepped forward, clasped his fists, and spoke. As soon as he began, three others immediately stood and voiced their agreement.
"Hahaha, Uncle Burenfu, our Huwang Tribe has not seen an outsider like Mister Qin arrive in more than two hundred years. The fact that Mister Qin can come to our Huwang Tribe today is a blessing for our tribe. Mister Qin is a mighty cultivator from the outside world, and I imagine he is highly accomplished in all kinds of arcane arts. With him improving our tribe's ancient records, our strength will surely increase greatly. Having him serve as Great Priest is entirely acceptable."
Seeing someone step forward in opposition, Jida did not show the slightest displeasure. Instead, he laughed heartily.
"Our tribe's ancient records are the core secret of the Huwang Tribe. Allowing an outsider to meddle in them is truly inappropriate. I ask Your Majesty to think this over carefully."
The fifty-year-old elder clearly held a high position in the Huwang Tribe. Jida's words did not intimidate him in the slightest, and he continued arguing forcefully.
When Qin Fengming heard the two men mention the tribe's ancient records, his heart stirred with great interest.
The middle-aged man sitting before him carried a soul aura on his body. That alone had left Qin Fengming deeply puzzled. If he could study the tribe's ancient records, it would surely help him understand this place better.
"Uncle Burenfu, since Mister Qin