Ying Tian Panics, Offers Another Treasure

After Snow God returned to the surface, she immediately convened a meeting of the tribe's core leadership.

Only the Sage, War God, Snow God, and Ying Tian attended.

Ying Tian lounged sideways in his chair, looking utterly lazy.

With Lin Feng handling the demon-hunting matters for him and a large group of subordinates gradually implementing the imperial system, Ying Tian found managing tribal affairs not tiring at all. His main task each day was to temper his will and prepare to break through to Martial Saint.

He felt that Snow God's faction had been completely suppressed by his own. There was no longer any chance for them to turn the tables, and his own side could now rest easy.

All that remained was to implement the imperial system, then sit firmly as the eternal emperor of the Celestials.

Snow God glanced at Ying Tian, her eyes filled with disgust.

Ying Tian said with a smile, "Everything in the tribe is fine now. Why are we holding a meeting for no reason?"

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Snow God's lips.

Getting straight to the point, she said, "I propose that the four Half-Step Martial Saint slots be given to A Jian, Lin Tianlong, Lin Tianfeng, and Lin Tianbao."

The Sage said with a smile, "I agree."

War God immediately followed, saying, "I agree."

After the two of them spoke, they stood and walked out of the meeting room.

Snow God followed close behind and also left the meeting room.

Only a somewhat bewildered Ying Tian remained in the meeting room.

Ying Tian began muttering to himself.

"What's going on?"

"How did the meeting end so quickly?"

"What did they just say?"

"They seemed to say they were giving the four Half-Step Martial Saint slots to those Mixed-bloods."

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