Three days later, gather in the Xiao Realm to discuss important matters.
Now that the Soul Clan had been destroyed, what major matter was there left to discuss? It could only be the Tou She Ancient God Jade. Just how did the Xiao Tribe intend to negotiate? No matter what, the Ancient Jade held by each clan would absolutely not be handed over.
For a time, all sides were deep in thought.
The invitations sent by the Xiao Tribe to the major Emperor Clans vanished like stones sinking into the sea. Every clan maintained an eerie silence regarding the matter. However, private contact among the four invited clans became more frequent than ever before.
Xiao Realm.
Deep within the dense forest was a small lake. Its waters were clear, and a small island stood amid the sparkling surface. At the island's edge, a figure in green robes faced the breeze, leisurely holding a fishing rod over the lake.
Before long, a fish took the bait, but the green-robed figure did not reel it in. Rather than fishing, he seemed to have come here to enjoy himself.
"Have all the invitations been sent out?"
The green-robed figure casually stuck the fishing rod into the soil.
"They have, but the four clans do not seem to have responded. They are probably afraid we will smash a cup as a signal and have three hundred axemen rush them."
The black-robed young man standing beside the green-robed figure said with a smile.
"What kind of nonsense is that? Where would three hundred axemen even come from?"
The ever-relaxed Xiao Xuan glanced at Xiao Yan with amused exasperation. "Even if we intended to make a move against four Advanced Dou Sheng, what use would three hundred axemen be?"
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