"Ever since the battle at Demon-Suppressing Pass ended a while ago, life had grown increasingly difficult for the Black Flood Dragon King."
"Its status as a member of the God Race was like a heavy burden on its back, coveted by countless members of the Demon Clan."
"Without the Demon God backing them, they were nothing more than a somewhat stronger tribe."
"On top of that, they hadn't earned enough military merit in the war and had played little more than a bit part. Unless something unexpected happened, the Black Flood Dragon Clan would be stripped of its God Race status within a year at the latest, and the many Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures their tribe had accumulated over the years would become the trigger for their extermination."
Old White Ape took a deep swig of wine and let out a soft breath, his face full of enjoyment as he spoke lazily.
Ji Hong watched the stream and poured himself another cup of tea. "Previously, the Black Flood Dragon Clan was still a very important pawn to the Eight-Tailed Fox. But now, after that battle, a third of the God Race Clan Leaders are dead. The New Clan Leaders lack a firm foundation, and the Eight-Tailed Fox personally installed them over everyone's objections, so they obey its every word."
"That leaves the Black Flood Dragon King with very little value. Hired muscle... the Eight-Tailed Fox has no shortage of that."
"So at a time like this, tacitly allowing the other tribes to target the Black Flood Dragon Clan, strip it of its status, and divide up its assets makes it easier to win them over and make those tribes even more devoted to it."
"After all, everyone's in this for the money."
"As long as there's money to be