A Bet

"Just as expected. The Ling Clan is beyond saving. Where is Clan Leader now?" Xiao Yu asked with a soft sigh.

Gu Nanhai said, "Clan Leader should still be in Void Space. If you wish to see him, you may go directly."

However, Gu Nanhai was also slightly alarmed by Xiao Yu's words. The Ling Clan was beyond saving? Could it be that the Soul Clan truly possessed the strength to silently eliminate the Ling Clan?

The Eight Ancient Clans might have declined, but they were still the Eight Ancient Clans. No matter how fallen the Ling Clan was, its strength and foundation still far surpassed those of the Soul Hall. Even the Gu Clan could not make the Ling Clan's Spirit Realm vanish without leaving the slightest trace!

However, Gu Nanhai did not ask any further questions. After bringing Xiao Yu and the others to their lodgings in the Ancient Saint Mountains, he left directly. Gu Qingyang and the others also departed with Gu Nanhai.

Xiao Yu did not go looking for Gu Yuan just yet. Instead, he went straight to his room to rest. Those three years in the Heavenly Tomb had been exhausting as well!

Meanwhile, on the way back with the Thunder Clan members, Mang Tianchi looked at the two clansmen who had entered the Heavenly Tomb and asked, "Earlier, I heard Xiao Yu mention some friendship from the Heavenly Tomb. Did you become friends with them in there?"

The two Thunder Clan members immediately had no idea how to answer, and both began to stammer.

Mang Tianchi frowned slightly. "Speak when I tell you to speak. Xiao Yu isn't some terrifying monster. Besides, he's a disciple of my Jia Nan Academy, and I'm the headmaster of Jia Nan Academy. What are you afraid of?"

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