"But if this continues, when will the clan leader's strange illness ever be cured?"
"Without the special power passed down through generations of clan leaders, once the furnace fuel runs out, it will be difficult to restart it. By then, it will be too late for everything."
Hearing the physician's words, the elders present showed obvious anxiety on their faces.
They could certainly take on some authority and keep the entire clan running, but the clan leader was the chief elected by all. In many matters, only he could rightfully issue orders.
Moreover, the core that sheltered the entire clan—the Heavenly Artisan Furnace—could likewise only be activated and ignited by the clan leader.
The Heavenly Artisan Furnace was the most essential existence in all of Heavenly Craftsmen City. The heat spreading from it was enough to supply every member of the Heavenly Craftsmen Tribe in the city with what their own furnaces required.
That was why, even though the Heavenly Craftsmen Tribe was still stable for the moment, everyone had hurried to gather all the clan resources from Endland and spared no expense to rescue the people there.
This was not something that could be delayed. The entire Heavenly Craftsmen Tribe lived upon this furnace. Once its supply ceased, the whole tribe would descend into chaos in an instant.
Ignoring it now was nothing more than deceiving themselves.
Once things truly reached the worst possible point, it would be too late even to remedy them.
Faced with the simultaneous questions of several elders, the physician in black robes remained as unhurried as ever.
"More haste, less speed. You are all senior elders—could it be that you do not even understand such a simple principle?"
The black-robed physician carried himself with great arrogance.
"Besides, it is precisely because the clan leader's