After receiving Xuan Qing and Nuwa's clear instructions, Lei Li hurried all the way back to the ancestral land of the Kirin Clan in a blaze of haste. The moment he entered, he reported every last word of the arrangements he had obtained on Azure Nether Island.
When Ancestor Kirin finished listening, he blew out his beard and burst into curses on the spot:
"Damn you, Zu Long! Damn you, Ancestor Phoenix!
You were secretly laying plans behind my back, and you didn't bring me in on even a shred of it! And here I thought I'd always treated you with heart and soul laid bare!"
Only then did he belatedly come to his senses.
The Phoenix Clan and Dragon Clan had long since planted their pieces in the Great Tribulation of Investiture of the Gods, waiting only for the calamity to rise before exerting their strength.
Only their Kirin Clan was still slowly watching from the same spot, without even touching the edge of the chessboard.
If Lei Li had not gone to Azure Nether Island this time and received guidance, the opportunities on the Investiture of the Gods likely would not have had half a copper coin's worth of connection to the Kirin Clan.
The gathered Kirin Clan Members all turned their gazes toward Lei Li in unison.
In any case, he had received the Dao Venerable's personal guidance. Whatever came next, they would simply listen to his arrangements. They did not want to use their brains in the slightest.
Being stared at so neatly by his clansmen, Lei Li instantly felt his head swell as big as a bushel.
No matter how he looked at it, this herd of kirin from his own clan actually faintly had a bit of the air of the Witch Clan back