Spirit Mountain?
Hidden Spirit Village?
Yaksha Clan?
Guy's words left the members of the Blood Pool Clan exchanging glances and whispering among themselves.
Some looked uncomfortable, a flicker of resistance passing through their eyes.
Clearly, even with their circumstances changed, completely abandoning the name "Blood Pool," passed down through countless generations, was no easy thing for them.
Seeing this, Moyochi En raised an eyebrow and immediately stepped forward.
"My clansmen! We all know the situation the Blood Pool Clan is in!"
"Our old reputation, everything we suffered in the past—were they our glory or our shackles?!"
"A clan name is nothing more than a label!"
"What truly matters is a stable future, our people's safety, and making sure everyone has enough to eat!"
He paused, swept his gaze over the crowd, then turned respectfully toward Guy.
"Since the master has said this, he must be considering our long-term interests, helping us avoid unnecessary trouble and risks."
"Then we should follow his arrangements!"
Although the Blood Pool clansmen still felt somewhat uncomfortable upon hearing this,
none dared openly object in the face of their new clan leader Moyochi En's authority and the strength Guy had demonstrated.
They lowered their heads, silently accepting.
Guy glanced at them, understanding perfectly.
He knew the Blood Pool clansmen now trusted Moyochi En more.
As for him, the "master" who had appeared out of nowhere, they probably felt more fearful reverence than genuine loyalty.
But Guy had no time to win their hearts little by little.
What he needed was for the Blood Pool Clan to submit quickly!
Fearful reverence, huh? Then let's make it run a little deeper!
Guy raised his head to look at the towering mountain before him, chosen as the site of their future village, an amused expression crossing his face.
"Now