"That Tomb Spirit really was a nasty piece of work. Just to be safe, he actually dumped the whole dilemma onto the Gu Clan!"
The Ancient Realm.
As the Tomb Spirit's words fell, things unfolded exactly as Xiao Xuan had expected. Gu Yuan's expression turned extremely ugly. He had intended to hold the two of them off for a while and give Yan Jin a chance to escape. Instead, that bastard Tomb Spirit had tossed the problem right back into his hands.
To Gu Yuan, it was not that Yan Jin could not die, but he absolutely could not die at Gu Yuan's hands or those of the Gu Clan.
Otherwise, once word spread, who would dare grow close to the Gu Clan?
At that thought, Gu Yuan's expression gradually eased. He looked up at the Tomb Spirit and asked, "A mere Yan Jin? Easy for you to say. Brother Yan is our ally, and his clan has enjoyed friendly relations with the Gu Clan for generations. He has done nothing to wrong us. How could I, Gu Yuan, harm him?
"Yes, your Xiao Clan is powerful now and can wipe out the Yan Clan by force. Then can I say that you intend to wipe out our Gu Clan as well?
"Or is killing Brother Yan merely a pretext, while finding an excuse to destroy our Gu Clan is your real aim?"
Gu Yuan was a clever man. It was only his weak disposition that made people overlook his intelligence.
Had the Xiao Clan not grown so powerful, and had an anomaly like Xiao Tian Ce not appeared, his strategy of uniting the Four Clans would actually have been highly effective against anyone else.
Now that he had laid everything bare, the Tomb Spirit still thought little of it.